With Thanks To Lyn
She was a dragon, of course, but being a Lady always came first.
"You let the children go, naturally," she would tell her students, dragon whelplings of only half a hundred summers. "We might be monsters, but that doesn't mean we have to behave like beasts."
Lady Dragon's Finishing School For Sophisticated Young Dragons was very popular, the very best that money could buy, and all the aspirational upwardly-mobile dragons sent their whelplings there.
"After all," they told one another, "you can't put a price on class."
And class was what Lady Dragon's students got. Her school turned out the most sophisticated, the most debonair young dragons, dragons who were sure to get ahead.
Or rather, that was what was supposed to happen...
It was what always happened...
Except in the case of Wilbert.