The Dragon was seething.
She was left in the care of a woman who was always sleeping. She was alone and hungry, and had to live on the rats that roamed in the old castle.
She could not fathom why anyone would care to guard a castle who nobody lived in anymore. If only someone would let her out…
She tried to ask a few gentlemen who visited. But either they died on spot (and made a nice roasted meal, for a change) or ran away screaming about some monster. She wondered who the monster was. May be she could ask him to let her out…
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