"Tell me about a favorite childhood toy, maybe a blanket or a stuffed animal," the dragon therapist asked, her voice tinged with trepidation.

  "Oh, I had Bunny Buttons. He was a pink, long-eared rabbit with two big buttons on his back," the princess said, her eyes drifting into a nostalgic gaze. "He was my constant companion. We had tea parties and hosted ballroom galas in my bedroom. He was the most gracious dancer." The princess sighed. "And he was a wonderful partner during kidnappings."

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  "Wait, what kidnappings?" the dragon cut in. "Did you… kidnap someone? Or were you being…?" She trailed off, confused.

  The princess blinked in surprise. "Oh no, Bunny Buttons never helped me kidnap anyone; I handled that solo. No, he was my protector during one of my regular abductions. The price of royalty. Oh, and those buttons? They opened hidden pockets where I kept my daggers." She laughed. "You should've seen my abductors' faces when I introduced Ouchie and Owwie."

  The dragon sighed, clearly dismayed, scribbling furiously in her notebook.