The noise was maddening, a horrific symphony of screaming and thunderous crashes as the castle walls began to crumble just beyond the heavy locked doors of your chambers.

The palace was under attack while you sat helplessly in your iron cage like a trapped bird, and as the temperature began to rise, you knew that your time was running out.

The heat soon became unbearable, causing you to sweat and gasp profusely as the flames slowly crept into the room. In a panicked state you began to shake the bars desperately while screaming in anguish, calling out for release...and your cries were heard.

All of a sudden the doors ahead burst open with immense force, the wooden panels exploding into splinters and littering the ground

For a moment all was still, until you saw the silhouette of an incredibly tall and menacing man, striding casually through the flames. The dragon himself had heard your pleas and now stood before you with an amused smirk on his face.

"The king keeps his only heir in a cage?" He chuckled darkly, dragging his forked tongue over his glistening fangs

"how curious... tell me little one, shall I take you as a hostage? Or sit here and watch you roast alive?"