Cindy blinked. She had lived through the same story about eight times, and it was not doing anything to improve her mood. Not to mention the fact that she was really hungry now.

Ahead of her, Sir Ronald was raising his sword to strike Lionel…again. Right, it was time to end this nonsense. Just because those males were caught up in the story didn’t mean she had to be.

She stepped forward, grabbed Ronald’s shoulder, and spun him round. “Right, twerp, we’re going to get out of this hole right now. Dragon, fend for yourself. I wash my hands of you. I need a bath…just because I’ve had five today doesn’t mean I can’t have another…and some food. And if the Lords of Time show up, then…well…I intend to be curt with them. Very curt. So there.”

Sir Ronald was not so sure about this. He had a vague suspicion that Cindy was supposed to say something else, but he decided to give in. My, she was a magnificent creature.

“Come, Lady Cindy, let us climb up the l…”

“Shut up!” she shrieked.