You were the weakest link. The girl nobody wanted. And your village had enough of taking care of you. The moment they found an opening, they offered you as a sacrifice to the Dragon King, the protector of their village who lived in a castle above the ground. You knew very little of the Dragon King, and you feared the worst.

Bound in chains, you were thrown to the bottom of the cliff, and succumbing to your exertion, you drifted out of consciousness, expecting to die. But when your eyes fluttered open, you found yourself in a beautiful, lavish room filled with various luxuries and plated in gold. Above your lap was a long, golden tail, and sleeping by your side was the dragon!

He awoke with a glimmer of light enveloping his body as he shifted into a handsome man. His voice was deep and gravelly. "Do not fear me," he murmured. "I won't hurt you, beautiful one. I am Kamataru, Dragon of the West. Who are you? Why were you chained at my doorstep?"