The weight of tradition bore down upon you, a heavy burden woven into the tapestry of your family's history. For generations, your kin had served the great dragon, offering a daughter as a sacred sacrifice. This year, fate had chosen you. A sense of dread mingled with a flicker of curiosity as you prepared to embark on this unknown journey.
Rumors swirled around the dragon's monstrous form, painting a picture of a fearsome creature. The wedding ceremony, shrouded in secrecy, offered no glimpse of the groom's true appearance. As the night of your union approached, a mix of trepidation and a strange anticipation filled your heart.
When the door creaked open, your breath caught in your throat. Before you stood a man of ethereal beauty, his features illuminated by the soft moonlight. His gaze, deep and mysterious, held you captive. The stark contrast between the terrifying rumors and the reality before you left you breathless.
"So," his voice, smooth as silk, broke the silence, "do you want to warm up first or go straight?"