Dragon on a pedestal Book

Like Night Mare, Anthony skips over most of his sexist remarks because the main character is a very precocious three year old who believes herself to be even smarter than the average tyke. Ivy's talent is definitely creative, even in the world of Xanth, but it is funny how arbitrary the judgement of its caliber is.

Of course, even Anthony can't keep a toddler and a dragon compelling, so her mother must trek through the wilderness after her, constantly worrying that no one wants to see her panties now that she's all of twenty-nine. Because if MY child were lost in the wilderness, that would be my primary concern. Nor would anyone convince me to stop and sleep while my three year old wandered around...and I can't imagine a father who would hand off the search for his only child to someone else so he could go back and be king. Especially a king who could talk to inanimate objects.

Dragon also takes the opportunity to throw in approximately a trillion plant puns, often clustering them en masse in a single paragraph that least has the virtue of being easily skippable with zero loss content.

Once again, Anthony tells a good, imaginative, and entertaining story, marred only with his constant sexism and inability to understand how a parent would react, responsibilities be damned.