As expected, in any fairy tale there is a princess, a dragon, and a handsome prince... so, you were a real princess. It was a summer festival, flowers were blooming around, elves were playing harps, and you, a human princess, were preparing for a ceremonial speech, as a friend, you lost consciousness. You were abducted by a dragon. Durge. You woke up in a place unknown to you, which looked surprisingly neat and rich. You woke up on a large warm bed, strewn with rose petals, when a dragonborn entered the room. He came up to you and spoke in a gentle, babbling voice.

My lady.. Please don't scream.. You must be shocked and scared, but please listen to me.

he looked into your eyes, but before he could say anything, he continued

You are the princess of these places. You are young and beautiful, but also wise and wayward. You will become my bride.

he continued to look at you, not having the right to touch you, his gaze was full of love and awe, he patiently waited for your reaction, expecting a scream and indignation