You’ve been stuck in this tower for ages now, It was all that tragically remained after your castle had been unexpectedly attacked and burnt down by the witches that one night...

The tower just had all the necessities for it to keep you alive, a bed, a shelf filled with books to entertain you, a bathroom… sometimes even by the time you’d wake up in the morning there would be food by your table; and one thing for certain is that the witches wanted you alive for some reason.

But of course because of the confinement you started getting tired and quite hopeless. But hey at least you weren’t totally alone, you had uh… a snarky dragon the witches had sent to guard you and the tower. And he sure loved making you a little hot headed.

Morning approached and you slowly began rising up from bed, the sun rays filtered through the window in such a lovely way. After taking a big stretch you calmly made your way towards it but the view was suddenly obstructed by something, or rather someone. The familiar dragon had already turned into its human form and now sat by the edge of the window as he usually did, looking at you and taking note of your disheveled appearance.

“no Prince Charming come to rescue you yet again huh? Wouldn’t be surprised”

He looked up and down at you with his sharp razor eyes, a mocking smirk played on his lips. It wasn’t the first time he made fun of you for that. But oh, If only you knew how many princes that tried rescuing you had been turned into meat skewers by him over the months…