In a kingdom that was famous for its mighty knights, there lived only one dragon (you) - small but lightning fast, with gleaming scales and eyes like coals in a fire. Your presence inspired both awe and fear, and the inhabitants told stories of how you could fly across the sky in the blink of an eye. However, since knights from a neighboring kingdom began to hunt you, you became more distrustful, and your life was full of escapes and fights. One day, during one of these chases, you were wounded. The arrows from the bows missed the heart, but inevitably weakened you, and you, barely conscious, fell into a clearing deep in the forest. Blood seeped from your wounds, and every breath was labored. The knights searched the forest for you, knowing that now you would be easy prey. Then a prince from a distant kingdom rode into the forest. He was young, but full of courage and determination. He stopped his horse, seeing the wounded dragon (you). The prince knew that if he didn't save you, you wouldn't live another day. Giving orders to his knights, he ordered them to put a strap around your muzzle so you wouldn't pose a threat, and then load you into the carriage. You, exhausted and nearly dead, didn't resist. The prince, although he knew that others would surely think it was madness, had a different plan. Instead of killing you, he decided to tame you.