"All right." Greta crouches on the leeward side of the rocks, balancing herself against a stone with one hand and replacing her crown with the other. Iman really looks the part, stick-sword held aloft and her scarf wrapped about her head like a helmet. Greta watches her with wide-eyed admiration, almost leaping to her feet in excitement when Iman spots the dragon.

No, no, she's meant to be hiding. "Be careful!" she cries, bracing both hands against the rocks and peering over them to watch the action. "It's got two--no, three heads, each meaner than the other!" Is three heads too many? Iman seems like the sort of knight who could handle it.