Dragons Take a Princess Short Story Box Set by Daila Wright

Author:Daila Wright
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2019-10-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

No longer locked in a tower having to deal with a lunatic hierarchy of disgruntled royals, Xanthia found it easier to think and better to live. She had the entire tower to herself and a choice of rooms, an army of little mice to help bring her things and who loved helping her out at every opportunity – and a contrite dragon who ended up collaborating with her on how best to refurbish the cave and make it a worthwhile place to dwell in.

Xanthia never got choices like this back at home. Everything existed, already made and set out for her, so she never got a chance to challenge or question the glamor around her. Here, with nothing, and the possibility to decorate, it made her excited and eager to stick around, at least long enough to see her efforts become reality.

“The issue is,” Mokkan said, while they both examined a sketched diagram of what Xanthia thought Mokkan should do, “that I have nothing to bargain with at the moment. Witches demand artifacts, as do goblins and any good craftsmen. Until we sort out that issue, we’re stuck only with low level Quests and shady traders.”

Xanthia considered “selling” herself off to dragons and then simply getting Mokkan to break her out again, but it would provide more trouble than it was worth. At least she had a bed, a bath, and regular food brought to her. Whether that merited her going out of her way to help him still remained in contention, but for now, she wanted to help.

At least he’s good to look at, though I probably would have assisted either way. I’m a sucker for this kind of thing.

“I guess you’ll have to stick with Quests, or raiding some of the kingdoms.”

Mokkan shrugged. “I suppose. I won’t be able to steal gold. And it’s hit and miss if I can find a princess to keep or sell.”

On second thought, I don’t want to put another princess through this. “Leave out the kingdom-raiding for now. Low-level Quests. What do you have or know?”

Mokkan tapped his finger against the crudely drawn architect map. His green eyes furrowed, and the way he scrunched up his lips looked strange but endearing at the same time on his bulk of a body. He packed some serious muscles, honestly. Xanthia’s eyes wandered over them often, sometimes contemplating what they could do. Such as pick up a heavy weight. Punch through wooden walls. Pick her up and pin her on the bed, as the both of them became tangled up in silk and sweat.

She fanned herself discreetly, trying to fight back the flush in her cheeks like the impact of wind against fire, though Mokkan didn’t appear to notice.

“There are a few Quests I know of, running right now. And there are always travelling mystics who will inform you of additional ones.”

“Here’s an idea. Find Quests that will get me gear. Armor. Weapons. Flight. Anything to make it possible for me to assist on low-level ones as well.

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