Princess Thea had two options;
1) To forcefully marry the obnoxious bastard that she once loved;
2) To pray for the dragon to kidnap and kill her.
Since the two-hundred-year-old dragon was harmless and seemed to show no interest in royalty, he didn'...
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Not to brag, but I had one of the safest safes that you'd expect to find in today's day and age, containing the richest of riches anyone could ever have. People were always at my beck and call, cherishing every word I said and ready to follow every command I gave them.
I could have ordered our army to go and capture the dragon and get me all of the books it- or the person who lived here- had.
But NO, I had to have a mountain of pride and ego that would never allow me to go back to the palace and marry that bastard.
And standing right in the mouth of the danger, I realized that my chances of being brutally eaten by a dragon were higher than my pride.
With my breath hitched in my throat and black dots blurring my vision, I looked with a speed that could be compared to that of a sloth to see the mighty creature staring at me with...confusion?
Somewhere along the line, my heartbeat grew faster and the dots got bigger till eventually, everything went black.
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This is not how I imagined myself to die.
Groaning loudly as I felt a throbbing in my head and a ringing in my ear, it seemed as if I had been involved in a bomb attack, a thought which I quickly dismissed. There was darkness everywhere, even in my mind, which could not recall what had happened to its owner.
Wincing again at the headache, I tried to bring a hand up to massage it slightly.
Keyword: tried.
A scream bubbled itself in my throat when I realized that my arms were tied back by something scratchy. My first conclusion was rope, which I tried to dig my nails into, cringing at the thought of destroying my nails.
Please no!
Huffing when I realized that the rope wasn't going to budge, I tried to move my legs, which were also tied.
Taking deep but panicked breaths as I struggled to keep myself intact, I realized that the world around me was spinning again which did not ease my nervous state at all.
"Calm down, little girl," A deep masculine voice said, making shivers erupt throughout my body.
A low throaty groan was heard from in front of me and I unconsciously nipped at my bottom lip in between my teeth. Feeling more lost than ever, I shook those reactions aside and took a deep breath.
"Are we in the dragon's stomach?" My voice came out really parched, making me wonder how long had I been out for. Sniffing the air for any more hints, I regretted not focusing more during my biology lessons as then I could've told through the particular smell whether my assumptions were true or not.
Internally swooning when I heard a chuckle, I cleared my throat, waiting expectantly for an answer.
"No, we are not." I let out the air that I had been holding in, my shoulders slumping a little in relief.
"We are in his lair, though." Feeling my breath hitch at his words, I felt my eyes widening.
"Are we going to die?" I whispered through panicked breaths, squeezing my eyes shut in an attempt to block out the negative thoughts.
"No," the voice chuckled again, "Is that really your perception of dragons? Kill everything and everyone in sight without a second thought?"
"Shouldn't it be?" I asked, confused by his words.
"That implies that you are stereotyping dragons, making them synonymous to the words 'merciless,' 'man eater,' and 'ruthless killer,' all of the things which I am not," he huffed, sounding offended.
"Besides, the real victim here isn't even mankind; it's all the abnormal creatures who have had fierce books written about them, creating a misconception about them that spreads from generations through generations like wildfire."
"But, you're not the dragon, right? You're...a human, because you can talk!" I blubbered, more perplexed than ever.
A long pause followed, with the only sound in the room being the crackling of wood from the lit fireplace, and soft breathing.
"No, I am not."
For a second, fear had me engulfed in its hold, making goosebumps rise on my skin. Just thinking about how I was in the mercy of one of the most merciless creatures had me shivering with fear.
But then I thought about how sometimes people tend to entice fear by boasting about their achievements, and laughed a little.
"You couldn't have come up with a better excuse than that?" I scoffed, internally rolling my eyes. "I mean you could have said that you've killed about a gazillion people and I probably would have believed it."
"As far as I know, a princess wouldn't fear the mighty killer either, knowing that she has an army of enough men that that one man had ever slaughtered." His tone was so taunting that it made my insides boil.
But he referred to me as princess, so he knows who I am?
"Yet here you are- captured, tied, and caught in your dark web of ignorance," he chuckled softly before continuing, "Tell me, your majesty, how may I get you to believe me?"
He has got to be playing some sort of prank on me.
Dragons cannot talk. Scratch that, dragons don't even exist! What I saw before was no more than an optical illusion, a deception to lure away anyone who steps onto this psychopath's land.
I was about to open my mouth to answer when he muttered, "Seeing is Believing" under his breath and something sharp came up to slice at the cloth that covered my eyes.
Blinking profusely to get them to adjust to the light that shone inside through the windows, I cringed at the moisture that escaped.
Yet that was the least of my concerns.
When my eyes again laid on the creature, a scream rippled itself in my throat while red flags appeared in my mind. The red creature that I had seen before while sleeping was standing in front of me, with his head tilted a little to the side and something similar to a smirk on his face.
Remembering to do the breathing exercises that helped me control my emotions, I repeated the mantra inside my head.
"This isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't...."
"Oh, your majesty," he tsked again, letting mischievous eyes gaze in mine, "But it is."
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Hello Hello! This was the end of chapter 2, hope you guys like it so far! The real drama has now begun anyways... Thoughts about this chapter? What do you think will happen next? Will the dragon devour her, or is that just Thea's misconception? Let me know your opinion in the comments!
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