Whisking Her Dragon Away

Has anybody seen my Dragon Man?

Do you think he remembers me?

It started with a hard-to-get-right cookie recipe.

We moved on to my Familiar and her yearly shenanigans.

Then, somehow, a flying stove got involved.

Now, I'm seeing double, my Magic is on lockdown, and I just found out some green-skinned crazy man with mommy issues thinks I'm his Mate.

All I can say is, Welcome to My World.

Great Goddess in green go-go boots, this is why the good die young, isn't it?

At this point, I'm ready to use all my lifelines and call my mom.

Things cannot get any worse, right?