" With her hand on another She-dragon’s shoulder, Keita said, “Lord Vigholf, this is my cousin Aedammair.”
“My lady.”
“It’s ‘captain,’” the brown dragoness gruffly corrected. “You wanna dance then?”
“Well, actually—”
“Good.” The dragoness grabbed Vigholf’s surcoat and yanked the poor bastard out onto the dance floor.
Keita leaned her backside against the table, her palms pressed against the wood.
“And what exactly was that about?” Ragnar asked.
“He looked depressed. Aedammair will help him with that.”
“Tell me, princess, do you whore out all your relations to appease outsiders?”
“Only the cousins who tell me, ‘I’ll fuck that purple stallion over there. What’s his name? "

― , Last Dragon Standing (Dragon Kin, #4)