The Dragon's Bride

Chapter 1

    "I won't deal with this any longer!" King  Seome exclaimed angrily. A dragon living up in Mt. Kyovo had come back down to the kingdom and not only did he steal an entire herd of sheep this time, but he burnt down an entire corner of the village market. 

    "But father, he's only trying to survive by stealing the sheep! The merchants were throwing rocks at him and trying to protect themselves from him and They must have made him angry!" King Seome put up a hand. 

    "Silence. I will hear no more nonsense from you! It's about time that We got rid of that dragon once and for all!" He called for a lead guard and ordered him to send an army of soldiers to the dragon's cave. 

    "Wait, Father, Please! There has to be another way! Can't we try to negotiate with him?"

    "negotiate? Do you really believe that It would work!? He's a dragon and he deserves to be killed." He walked to the window and looked out at the mountain.

     "Please, Father. Let me take Zen and go to the mountain. We'll try and figure something out with the dragon. Dragons have gold, right? We could see if he could give us gold for livestock, Or...something like that.." she sighed. She was terrified of killing the dragon. She didn't want to kill an innocent creature like him, and she wasn't going to stop until she knew he was safe.

     "I'll think about it." The king said with much hesitation. Arya smiled, Causing her smile to transfer to him. 

    "I'm not guaranteeing anything though." He turned back to the window. "Call back the armies," he told the lead guard. The guard agreed and left. Arya left as well, making her way down to the stables.

    "Zen!" She ran to her guard. "We need to go to the Dragon's cave." Zen looked to her with wide eyes. 

    "Are you crazy!? That thing is dangerous!" He exclaimed.

    "Maybe a little," Arya said with a smile. "But a life is at stake! We can't just let the poor dragon die!" 

    "Fine. Saddle up your horse, we're going up to the mountain." He sighed. Arya smiled excitedly.

    Arya and Zen stood outside the cave. "Ready?" Zen asked. Arya nodded.

    "Absolutely." She started into the cave. "Mr. Dragon! My name is princess Arya of Arxcea."

    "I would prefer Mr. Nelcarus,  if you would please, your majesty." A voice boomed from the darkness. There was a sudden flash of firelight as the creature lit the torches in his cave. The dragon was ginormous with piercing green eyes and black and purple scales. Arya gaped at the large dragon, then composed herself.

    "Well, Mr. Nelcarus, My father requested that you stop eating sheep and burning down the market," Arya said fearlessly. The dragon shook his head, stretching.

    "No." Arya looked at him in shock.

    "W-Why not?" She asked.

    "I've got to eat something, and sheep happen to be my favorite food." As he said this, a live sheep ran past him. He scooped it up and put it back in a cage. "And," He continued. "Those damn soldiers of your father's kept shooting arrows at me. "

    "So you attacked them?" Arya asked

     "No," Said the dragon. "I sneezed."

    "You..sneezed?" Arya asked, Confused. 

    "Yes! I sneezed! Haven't you ever seen a dragon sneeze?" He sat up and motioned out and flared his wings. "Fire everywhere! "

    "I see," Arya shook her head. "Anyway, there must be something to get you to stop eating sheep!" The dragon shook his head. "Anything?!" He shook it again.

    "Absolutely nothing, sweetheart." He said, looking at his talons. 

    "What if you marry me? You can eat as much sheep as you'd like, we could get my father comfortable with you and the rest of the dragons, and maybe he wouldn't hate you! You could live in luxury!" said Arya. The dragon went silent. "Please Mr. Nelcarus! I-" the dragon put a finger to her lips, silencing her.  He began to morph until he was a tall muscular man standing before her. He removed his finger from her lips and put his hand to his hip. He had black, slicked up hair that faded into purple. He had the same piercing green eyes and was complete without clothes except for his black pants with two belts of red cloth hanging loosely around his waist. he smirked, showing his pair of "fangs".

"I gladly accept your offer, Princess."