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A slightly different take on the dragon and princess fairy tale. In this one we see what happens if the princess is best friends with her dragon and decides she'd rather stay.
Once upon a time, the brave and valiant knight, Sir Rodrick, had donned his finest armor, saddled up his fastest steed, and made sure he had his sturdiest shield and sharpest blade ready for he was setting upon an epic quest to save a princess from a fierce dragon.
A fine and noble goal to be sure, as long as we ignore the lack of agency for the princess, of course. But that’s often overlooked in favor of the romanticism of a grand rescue from a vicious beast. Whereupon the gallant and virtuous knight receives the well-deserved reward of the innocent and venerable princess’s hand to be wed and live happily ever after in their kingdom. Unfortunately Sir Rodrick isn’t aware that this story isn’t about him. As such, he has no idea he will be naught but a bit player, making his harrowing journey across seemingly endless tumultuous terrain, and through numerous perilous predicaments nothing but an interesting footnote for the greater events to come.
Alas, sir Rodrick prevailed through his hardships to arrive at the dragon’s keep where the princess was held within the tallest tower, as was tradition. From the outside it looked much as one would expect of a castle, strong stone exterior with a large archway leading to the interior courtyard which would allow one access to the princess’s tower.
“Fear not my princess, for I, Sir Rodrick have come to save you!” He called out, raising his hand to the tower, his armor freshly cleaned before arriving so that it absolutely gleamed in the light. He wanted to put forth his best for his first meeting with his future queen after all.
The princess groaned in annoyance, taking her time as she walked to the window and hesitantly leaned her head out to see the knight posturing below. Sir Rodrick could just make out her luxurious golden hair as she came into view, meanwhile she squinted her eyes from the light reflecting off of his obnoxiously shiny armor.
“Um… hi… can you just, go away now?” The princess asked, causing much confusion for Sir Rodrick.
He paused a moment, certainly he must have misheard her, or maybe she didn’t fully comprehend what was going on. “… Ahem… Fear not princess, I…”
“Yeah, I heard that part.” The princess said, interrupting poor Sir Rodrick’s noble proclamation. “Thanks for making the trip and all, but, seriously, can you just go back home? It would be a lot easier for everyone.” She continued, oddly focused on turning Sir Rodrick away.
How could this possibly be? He wondered, surely there was something wrong here. Aha, perhaps the dragon had her frightened for his safety. Such a caring young woman she must be! Inspired by her kindness the knight attempted to reach her with his words once again. “Ah, I appreciate your concern princess, but I do not fear the dragon which has imprisoned you here. I shall slay the beast and…”
“You’re not leaving are you?” The princess asked, interrupting him once again as she slumped against the window frame in annoyance.
“No, I…” Sir Rodrick practically snarled as he was interrupted once again.
“’Nita!” The princess called out to another person whom Sir Rodrick had yet to see apparently. “There’s another one!”
“I’ll be right there.” Answered another voice, in the distance.
Moments later a large and imposing figure emerged from the shadows, eyes and nostrils glowing in the darkness menacingly before emerging to reveal none other than the vicious dragon holding the princess captive. It took a quick breath before blowing a stream of smoke at the knight causing him to cough as he waved it away as best he could.
“It would be much easier for everyone if you simply turned around. Would you kindly leave us alone, please?” The dragon asked in a polite, yet firm tone.
Sir Rodrick’s noble steed was anxious, beginning to pace side to side knowing better than to test the patience of a dragon, yet the knight persisted.
“You reveal yourself! Prepare dragon, for I shall slay you and claim my prize!” The knight proclaimed, drawing his sword and raising it high.
The dragon, meanwhile, took another small breath before blowing a bit of fire at his noble steed, causing the horse to whinny and buck in fear. Despite his best efforts Sir Rodrick couldn’t hold on and was knocked from his steed as it quickly spun around and ran away. As he lay on his back, catching his breath and searching for his fallen sword the dragon spoke again.
“If you run now you may be able to catch your steed.” It said with a rather dismissive tone, which only made the knight more determined to best the beast. Reclaiming his sword he got back to his feet and brandished it at the dragon once more, his shield at the ready.
“You won’t be so lucky beast, I have come to rescue the princess and that is what I’ll do!” The daring knight replied, unaware the princess above was rolling her eyes at his claims.
“Go get him ‘Nita, just, you know, don’t hurt him too much!” The princess cheered down to the two.
“Of course.” The dragon replied as it emerged from the keep, squeezing itself through the large opening before looming over the knight, now thoroughly shocked and confused by the whole situation. “You should have left when we asked nicely.” The dragon said as it reached down and plucked his sword right from his hands, tossing it haphazardly off into the surrounding woods before doing the same with his shield. “Would you like to run now?” The dragon asked the knight, now thoroughly distraught at how easily he had been disarmed by the massive creature before him. He turned and began to run as quickly as he could. Once he was a reasonable distance away the dragon leaned forward and exhaled a large plume of fire right behind the knight to hasten his retreat.
“And don’t come back!” The princess yelled out her window as the knight ran as fast he could.
“Now, don’t be rude, that’s not becoming of a princess.” The dragon said, turning to face her in her window.
“They’re being rude, always coming here, interrupting and talking about slaying you. Talking about slaying someone’s best friend, THAT’S rude.” The princess countered.
“You have a point.” The dragon smiled. “Still, we strive to be better. What would you like to eat tonight?”
“Hmm… how about a stew! But, maybe smaller bites this time, cut things so they’ll fit in MY mouth?”
“I’ll see what I can do.” The dragon replied, leaning in to allow the princess, her best friend, to pet her snout before squeezing back into the castle keep once more to get back to their routine which the knight had so rudely interrupted.
By now, you may be wondering just how this came to be. After all, the princess isn’t supposed to be best friends with her dragon captor and is supposed to rejoice at the sight of a knight come to rescue her. Well, that is how things would normally go, though this tale is obviously a little different. Without further ado, let me tell you how this tale of a princess and her guardian dragon began.
Once upon a time, a young princess was celebrating her sixth birthday. Any birthday should be celebrated as a momentous occasion, but this one would prove particularly memorable for the young princess. After a day of celebration and merriment, her parents, the king and queen of their land, would reveal that they had selected their daughter’s guardian dragon.
If you’re familiar at all with fairy tales, then you’ve surely heard many stories of how a fair maiden is kidnapped by a fierce dragon which a brave and noble knight or prince must slay in order to win her heart and hand before ascending to their roles as noble king and queen of their land. It’s all very dramatic and evokes a feeling of grandeur for the couple once they have emerged triumphantly from their harrowing challenge. In short, it’s a pretty good way to build up a reputation and become popular with the people of the kingdom through a darn good story.
So, what is a guardian dragon? Well, as impressive as those stories are, it’s not exactly something that happens every day. So, some entrepreneurial folks decided to streamline and refine the process. If a royal family wanted their offspring to have a truly fairytale story they might seek out a deal with an agreeable dragon, in which the dragon would look after and care for their young princess until the time was right and a young prince or knight would retrieve them. How this happened tended to vary based on the dragon’s personality. For some the challenge may be a test of strength and a rather difficult riddle, though some still preferred a traditional battle to the death, so it was important to make sure you knew what to expect from your prospective dragon.
It was in that interest that the young princess would be meeting her prospective guardian dragon after the guests had left and the party had concluded. While the king and queen were quite excited to introduce the pair, the princess was notably hesitant.
During the party many of the attendants and courtiers were notably jealous as dragon reveal parties were quite popular among the nobility of the time. It’s quite the affair with dragon effigies in boxes to reveal the species of the dragon, and games for the young ones like pin the tail on the dragon, a dragon piñata filled with spicy candies, and fireworks. It’s an enjoyable if not flamboyant occasion to be sure. However the princess herself was having a little trouble truly enjoying the event. She was too young to grasp the potential long term benefits of such an arrangement. She just knew it would mean leaving the familiar surroundings of her home for a solitary tower and was reasonably frightened by the prospect. Which, in my opinion, is a sensible stance to be in when being told you’re going to be handed over to a rather large carnivorous fire breathing reptile and showed great wisdom for her age. Never-the-less the time had come, the guests had left, the evening sun was setting, and the dragon flew down and landed in a vacant castle courtyard where the king, queen, princess, and a handful of guards were waiting.
The presence of guards hardly concerned the dragon, not only was it an expected guest, but it was large and powerful enough that it could easily scoop up a person in one hand. Not that it would, it was here to make a good impression after all. Which is why it had cleaned up before arriving, its large claws, horns, and teeth scrubbed and sparkling white, its scales polished and shiny, the reddish pink color still vibrant and fiery despite the dimming lighting of the evening sunset. As it came to land it did so gently, though this still produced a bit of a thud as it set down before tucking its wings in tight against its back.
It was an awe inspiring sight. Though rather than marvel at the gigantic creature the princess seemed more content to hide behind her mother’s dress. Seeing the young girl cowering, the dragon held out one of its claws which had an ornate golden necklace dangling from it.
“I brought a gift.” The dragon said, holding out the necklace for the queen to take. “Though I fear it may be a bit large, I’m afraid I didn’t realize quite how small young humans are.”
“Thank you.” The queen said, taking the necklace before trying to push the princess forward to greet the great beast. “Come now, don’t be rude.” She said as the princess clung to her dress and refused to move.
“It’s alright.” The dragon said calmly at the sight of the struggling child. “I can be patient. She may take her time.”
The king and queen thanked the dragon for her understanding, but tried to get their daughter to introduce herself, regardless. As part of their introductions to each other, the king and queen had one of the spires near the courtyard where the dragon had landed prepared and set up for the young princess to stay in temporarily. Sort of like a sleep-over to get to know her new caretaker, or that was the idea. The princess continued to be less than enthused by the whole situation, though true to her word, the dragon was patient. Even as days passed, the large creature did her best to comfort the princess and appear nonthreatening, spending most of her time laying in front of the princess’s makeshift accommodations like an exceptionally large guard dog dutifully watching and waiting.
Occasionally the king and queen would return and prompt the young princess into engaging with the dragon. There might be a minor success from time to time, a bit of talking, perhaps the princess would be willing to touch or climb on the dragon, though any success would quickly be overridden with the fear of what the creature meant. The princess knew that eventually this dragon would be taking her from her home.
Days passed with little success, the king and queen were growing impatient and considering calling the entire thing off, however the dragon persisted. Even as, on the fifth day of waiting, a storm began to develop over the kingdom. The winds blew fiercely as the sun was blocked out by large black clouds and the rain began to pour down. The ground around the dragon grew soft and muddy, yet she continued to wait weathering the storm, which continued to grow more and more intense with each passing moment. Finally, the lightning and thunder came, igniting the sky with blinding flashes of light before cacophonous booms ricocheted off the castle walls. Being a young child, without her parents nearby, the princess was obviously frightened. The dragoness quickly rose from her spot as she heard a frightened scream come from the princess’s tower.
“Don’t worry princess. I will protect you.” The dragon said comfortingly as she peered in at her through a window. “If this storm is scaring you, then I will chase it away. Cover your ears now, this is going to be loud.”
She watched to make sure the princess did as she was told, placing her hands over her ears before taking a deep breath, then pointing her head straight up. Opening her mouth wide, the dragon let out a deafening roar, so loud the windows rattled and the walls of the castle shook as a torrent of flames burst forth and blazed towards the dark black clouds above. The princess’s eyes grew wide as she approached the window, watching in awe as the dragon spewed her flame up into the sky. After a few moments a clear hole had been punched through the thick clouds, which began to dissipate as the evaporated water now began to manifest a thick fog on the ground around the dragoness.
The princess eagerly flung open the window as the dragoness lowered her head, steam and smoke billowing forth as the extreme heat dissipated. “You’re amazing!” The princess proclaimed, looking at the dragon with awe. “What’s your name?” She asked.
“Name? I don’t have a human name.” The dragon answered.
“Well then, I’ll call you Anita!” The princess proclaimed energetically.
“Anita…” The dragon repeated, a small smile beginning to form. “Thank you princess.”
“Don’t call me princess! We’re friends now. Call me Momo!”
“Yes, Momo.” The dragoness answered as the king, queen, and a small platoon of guards rushed to the courtyard, weapons drawn and prepared for the worst. To their surprise the young princess was happily perched upon the dragon’s head having climbed out the window only moments earlier to be closer to her new dragon friend. “Mommy, daddy, Anita’s amazing!” The princess exclaimed to her incredibly relieved parents below.
That is how young princess Momo met her dragon guardian, and best friend, Anita. At the time it was a great relief for her parents to see that she had finally opened up to the idea. Little did they, and poor Sir Rodrick, realize that with time the princess would decide that she would rather stay with her best friend than have to leave her, leading to a slew of disappointed and embarrassed knights, and two anxious parents who would begin to wonder if their daughter would ever return to them.
A slightly different take on the dragon and princess fairy tale. In this one we see what happens if the princess is best friends with her dragon and decides she'd rather stay.
Once upon a time, the brave and valiant knight, Sir Rodrick, had donned his finest armor, saddled up his fastest steed, and made sure he had his sturdiest shield and sharpest blade ready for he was setting upon an epic quest to save a princess from a fierce dragon.
A fine and noble goal to be sure, as long as we ignore the lack of agency for the princess, of course. But that’s often overlooked in favor of the romanticism of a grand rescue from a vicious beast. Whereupon the gallant and virtuous knight receives the well-deserved reward of the innocent and venerable princess’s hand to be wed and live happily ever after in their kingdom. Unfortunately Sir Rodrick isn’t aware that this story isn’t about him. As such, he has no idea he will be naught but a bit player, making his harrowing journey across seemingly endless tumultuous terrain, and through numerous perilous predicaments nothing but an interesting footnote for the greater events to come.
Alas, sir Rodrick prevailed through his hardships to arrive at the dragon’s keep where the princess was held within the tallest tower, as was tradition. From the outside it looked much as one would expect of a castle, strong stone exterior with a large archway leading to the interior courtyard which would allow one access to the princess’s tower.
“Fear not my princess, for I, Sir Rodrick have come to save you!” He called out, raising his hand to the tower, his armor freshly cleaned before arriving so that it absolutely gleamed in the light. He wanted to put forth his best for his first meeting with his future queen after all.
The princess groaned in annoyance, taking her time as she walked to the window and hesitantly leaned her head out to see the knight posturing below. Sir Rodrick could just make out her luxurious golden hair as she came into view, meanwhile she squinted her eyes from the light reflecting off of his obnoxiously shiny armor.
“Um… hi… can you just, go away now?” The princess asked, causing much confusion for Sir Rodrick.
He paused a moment, certainly he must have misheard her, or maybe she didn’t fully comprehend what was going on. “… Ahem… Fear not princess, I…”
“Yeah, I heard that part.” The princess said, interrupting poor Sir Rodrick’s noble proclamation. “Thanks for making the trip and all, but, seriously, can you just go back home? It would be a lot easier for everyone.” She continued, oddly focused on turning Sir Rodrick away.
How could this possibly be? He wondered, surely there was something wrong here. Aha, perhaps the dragon had her frightened for his safety. Such a caring young woman she must be! Inspired by her kindness the knight attempted to reach her with his words once again. “Ah, I appreciate your concern princess, but I do not fear the dragon which has imprisoned you here. I shall slay the beast and…”
“You’re not leaving are you?” The princess asked, interrupting him once again as she slumped against the window frame in annoyance.
“No, I…” Sir Rodrick practically snarled as he was interrupted once again.
“’Nita!” The princess called out to another person whom Sir Rodrick had yet to see apparently. “There’s another one!”
“I’ll be right there.” Answered another voice, in the distance.
Moments later a large and imposing figure emerged from the shadows, eyes and nostrils glowing in the darkness menacingly before emerging to reveal none other than the vicious dragon holding the princess captive. It took a quick breath before blowing a stream of smoke at the knight causing him to cough as he waved it away as best he could.
“It would be much easier for everyone if you simply turned around. Would you kindly leave us alone, please?” The dragon asked in a polite, yet firm tone.
Sir Rodrick’s noble steed was anxious, beginning to pace side to side knowing better than to test the patience of a dragon, yet the knight persisted.
“You reveal yourself! Prepare dragon, for I shall slay you and claim my prize!” The knight proclaimed, drawing his sword and raising it high.
The dragon, meanwhile, took another small breath before blowing a bit of fire at his noble steed, causing the horse to whinny and buck in fear. Despite his best efforts Sir Rodrick couldn’t hold on and was knocked from his steed as it quickly spun around and ran away. As he lay on his back, catching his breath and searching for his fallen sword the dragon spoke again.
“If you run now you may be able to catch your steed.” It said with a rather dismissive tone, which only made the knight more determined to best the beast. Reclaiming his sword he got back to his feet and brandished it at the dragon once more, his shield at the ready.
“You won’t be so lucky beast, I have come to rescue the princess and that is what I’ll do!” The daring knight replied, unaware the princess above was rolling her eyes at his claims.
“Go get him ‘Nita, just, you know, don’t hurt him too much!” The princess cheered down to the two.
“Of course.” The dragon replied as it emerged from the keep, squeezing itself through the large opening before looming over the knight, now thoroughly shocked and confused by the whole situation. “You should have left when we asked nicely.” The dragon said as it reached down and plucked his sword right from his hands, tossing it haphazardly off into the surrounding woods before doing the same with his shield. “Would you like to run now?” The dragon asked the knight, now thoroughly distraught at how easily he had been disarmed by the massive creature before him. He turned and began to run as quickly as he could. Once he was a reasonable distance away the dragon leaned forward and exhaled a large plume of fire right behind the knight to hasten his retreat.
“And don’t come back!” The princess yelled out her window as the knight ran as fast he could.
“Now, don’t be rude, that’s not becoming of a princess.” The dragon said, turning to face her in her window.
“They’re being rude, always coming here, interrupting and talking about slaying you. Talking about slaying someone’s best friend, THAT’S rude.” The princess countered.
“You have a point.” The dragon smiled. “Still, we strive to be better. What would you like to eat tonight?”
“Hmm… how about a stew! But, maybe smaller bites this time, cut things so they’ll fit in MY mouth?”
“I’ll see what I can do.” The dragon replied, leaning in to allow the princess, her best friend, to pet her snout before squeezing back into the castle keep once more to get back to their routine which the knight had so rudely interrupted.
By now, you may be wondering just how this came to be. After all, the princess isn’t supposed to be best friends with her dragon captor and is supposed to rejoice at the sight of a knight come to rescue her. Well, that is how things would normally go, though this tale is obviously a little different. Without further ado, let me tell you how this tale of a princess and her guardian dragon began.
Once upon a time, a young princess was celebrating her sixth birthday. Any birthday should be celebrated as a momentous occasion, but this one would prove particularly memorable for the young princess. After a day of celebration and merriment, her parents, the king and queen of their land, would reveal that they had selected their daughter’s guardian dragon.
If you’re familiar at all with fairy tales, then you’ve surely heard many stories of how a fair maiden is kidnapped by a fierce dragon which a brave and noble knight or prince must slay in order to win her heart and hand before ascending to their roles as noble king and queen of their land. It’s all very dramatic and evokes a feeling of grandeur for the couple once they have emerged triumphantly from their harrowing challenge. In short, it’s a pretty good way to build up a reputation and become popular with the people of the kingdom through a darn good story.
So, what is a guardian dragon? Well, as impressive as those stories are, it’s not exactly something that happens every day. So, some entrepreneurial folks decided to streamline and refine the process. If a royal family wanted their offspring to have a truly fairytale story they might seek out a deal with an agreeable dragon, in which the dragon would look after and care for their young princess until the time was right and a young prince or knight would retrieve them. How this happened tended to vary based on the dragon’s personality. For some the challenge may be a test of strength and a rather difficult riddle, though some still preferred a traditional battle to the death, so it was important to make sure you knew what to expect from your prospective dragon.
It was in that interest that the young princess would be meeting her prospective guardian dragon after the guests had left and the party had concluded. While the king and queen were quite excited to introduce the pair, the princess was notably hesitant.
During the party many of the attendants and courtiers were notably jealous as dragon reveal parties were quite popular among the nobility of the time. It’s quite the affair with dragon effigies in boxes to reveal the species of the dragon, and games for the young ones like pin the tail on the dragon, a dragon piñata filled with spicy candies, and fireworks. It’s an enjoyable if not flamboyant occasion to be sure. However the princess herself was having a little trouble truly enjoying the event. She was too young to grasp the potential long term benefits of such an arrangement. She just knew it would mean leaving the familiar surroundings of her home for a solitary tower and was reasonably frightened by the prospect. Which, in my opinion, is a sensible stance to be in when being told you’re going to be handed over to a rather large carnivorous fire breathing reptile and showed great wisdom for her age. Never-the-less the time had come, the guests had left, the evening sun was setting, and the dragon flew down and landed in a vacant castle courtyard where the king, queen, princess, and a handful of guards were waiting.
The presence of guards hardly concerned the dragon, not only was it an expected guest, but it was large and powerful enough that it could easily scoop up a person in one hand. Not that it would, it was here to make a good impression after all. Which is why it had cleaned up before arriving, its large claws, horns, and teeth scrubbed and sparkling white, its scales polished and shiny, the reddish pink color still vibrant and fiery despite the dimming lighting of the evening sunset. As it came to land it did so gently, though this still produced a bit of a thud as it set down before tucking its wings in tight against its back.
It was an awe inspiring sight. Though rather than marvel at the gigantic creature the princess seemed more content to hide behind her mother’s dress. Seeing the young girl cowering, the dragon held out one of its claws which had an ornate golden necklace dangling from it.
“I brought a gift.” The dragon said, holding out the necklace for the queen to take. “Though I fear it may be a bit large, I’m afraid I didn’t realize quite how small young humans are.”
“Thank you.” The queen said, taking the necklace before trying to push the princess forward to greet the great beast. “Come now, don’t be rude.” She said as the princess clung to her dress and refused to move.
“It’s alright.” The dragon said calmly at the sight of the struggling child. “I can be patient. She may take her time.”
The king and queen thanked the dragon for her understanding, but tried to get their daughter to introduce herself, regardless. As part of their introductions to each other, the king and queen had one of the spires near the courtyard where the dragon had landed prepared and set up for the young princess to stay in temporarily. Sort of like a sleep-over to get to know her new caretaker, or that was the idea. The princess continued to be less than enthused by the whole situation, though true to her word, the dragon was patient. Even as days passed, the large creature did her best to comfort the princess and appear nonthreatening, spending most of her time laying in front of the princess’s makeshift accommodations like an exceptionally large guard dog dutifully watching and waiting.
Occasionally the king and queen would return and prompt the young princess into engaging with the dragon. There might be a minor success from time to time, a bit of talking, perhaps the princess would be willing to touch or climb on the dragon, though any success would quickly be overridden with the fear of what the creature meant. The princess knew that eventually this dragon would be taking her from her home.
Days passed with little success, the king and queen were growing impatient and considering calling the entire thing off, however the dragon persisted. Even as, on the fifth day of waiting, a storm began to develop over the kingdom. The winds blew fiercely as the sun was blocked out by large black clouds and the rain began to pour down. The ground around the dragon grew soft and muddy, yet she continued to wait weathering the storm, which continued to grow more and more intense with each passing moment. Finally, the lightning and thunder came, igniting the sky with blinding flashes of light before cacophonous booms ricocheted off the castle walls. Being a young child, without her parents nearby, the princess was obviously frightened. The dragoness quickly rose from her spot as she heard a frightened scream come from the princess’s tower.
“Don’t worry princess. I will protect you.” The dragon said comfortingly as she peered in at her through a window. “If this storm is scaring you, then I will chase it away. Cover your ears now, this is going to be loud.”
She watched to make sure the princess did as she was told, placing her hands over her ears before taking a deep breath, then pointing her head straight up. Opening her mouth wide, the dragon let out a deafening roar, so loud the windows rattled and the walls of the castle shook as a torrent of flames burst forth and blazed towards the dark black clouds above. The princess’s eyes grew wide as she approached the window, watching in awe as the dragon spewed her flame up into the sky. After a few moments a clear hole had been punched through the thick clouds, which began to dissipate as the evaporated water now began to manifest a thick fog on the ground around the dragoness.
The princess eagerly flung open the window as the dragoness lowered her head, steam and smoke billowing forth as the extreme heat dissipated. “You’re amazing!” The princess proclaimed, looking at the dragon with awe. “What’s your name?” She asked.
“Name? I don’t have a human name.” The dragon answered.
“Well then, I’ll call you Anita!” The princess proclaimed energetically.
“Anita…” The dragon repeated, a small smile beginning to form. “Thank you princess.”
“Don’t call me princess! We’re friends now. Call me Momo!”
“Yes, Momo.” The dragoness answered as the king, queen, and a small platoon of guards rushed to the courtyard, weapons drawn and prepared for the worst. To their surprise the young princess was happily perched upon the dragon’s head having climbed out the window only moments earlier to be closer to her new dragon friend. “Mommy, daddy, Anita’s amazing!” The princess exclaimed to her incredibly relieved parents below.
That is how young princess Momo met her dragon guardian, and best friend, Anita. At the time it was a great relief for her parents to see that she had finally opened up to the idea. Little did they, and poor Sir Rodrick, realize that with time the princess would decide that she would rather stay with her best friend than have to leave her, leading to a slew of disappointed and embarrassed knights, and two anxious parents who would begin to wonder if their daughter would ever return to them.
Category Story / Fantasy
Species Western Dragon
Gender Female
Size 50 x 50px
Another good one. I particularly liked the worldbuilding in the second half. A nice twist on the idea with the dragon/princess thing.
Thanks, I know that's one thing that tends to be pretty light in a lot of my work. I always like to put the characters first and leave the specific setting, etc more to the readers imagination. But since I have two stories with similar concepts, but different settings, I wanted to make sure there was some world building in this one. Mainly to show that, while TDP is a little more dramatic and serious, this one is all-around more light-hearted and the kind of place where seeing modern ideas like reveal parties in a medieval fantasy setting is perfectly acceptable.
I actually started writing this at the same time as TDP, but I didn't like the first draft, it seemed too dry and didn't have the same spark I usually like to see so I started over again with a second draft completely changing the introduction to make this. Though I thought it would be fun to include a second "Once upon a time" as a little bit of a joke for myself to acknowledge that. I may or may not use that as a bit of a running gag for the start of each major event or introduction but, we'll see.
I actually started writing this at the same time as TDP, but I didn't like the first draft, it seemed too dry and didn't have the same spark I usually like to see so I started over again with a second draft completely changing the introduction to make this. Though I thought it would be fun to include a second "Once upon a time" as a little bit of a joke for myself to acknowledge that. I may or may not use that as a bit of a running gag for the start of each major event or introduction but, we'll see.
I love all the ways you can edit the princess and dragon trope
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