<span style="font-weight: bold">Ambrosia</span><br/><br/>“Ah, hi, um,” I said as I realised I didn’t even know the Naga’s<span style="font-style: italic">name</span>, “<span style="font-style: italic">gorgeous</span>,” I settled for, rubbing her tum in a way I hoped she’d find pleasant. “Any chance of getting me out?” I asked. “I haven’t had<span style="font-style: italic">my</span>breakfast yet,” I explained. “Or…” I teased, “you could send some down<span style="font-style: italic">to</span>me?”