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. "It's changed . .
. it's smaller!"
"That's right!" he exclaimed. "I knew you'd notice."
"But what happened to it? It looks, well, sort of pinched
and turned-up."
"Isn't it cute?"
"Well . . ."
"I asked a bunch of gnomes to do it for me. I just had to
have a smaller nose. I don't know exactly what they did.
They built a strange contraption, but I think it worked. Look
at me. Isn't it darling?"
"Can you breathe all right?"
"Not too bad. You do like it, don't you?" he asked,
suddenly concerned that he had made a mistake.
"I'll show you what I think of it," she said. "Lean down
close to me."
The great brass dragon lowered its head close to Kyra,
and she gave him a loving kiss on the nose. "You'll always
be the handsomest, cutest, most adorable dragon to me," she
said.
Tosch blushed, though it was hard to tell against the
multi-colored cape he wore. To hide his embarrassment, he
cleared his throat and asked, "How is your painting coming
along? Can I see your pictures now?"
"I'm sorry," she replied evasively. "They're really not
good enough yet. Someday," she promised.
"Soon?"
A smile creased her worn, but still lovely face. "By
your standards, yes
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