I land in the center of the town, sending the townsfolk running in a panic. I watch as a small group of knights makes their way towards me, swords raised.
"Die beast!" One of the knights shouts, swinging his sword, the blade bouncing harmlessly off of my scaled leg. I chuckle darkly, smoke billowing out of my jaws. I breathe a stream of fire onto the nearest knight, cooking him alive. The other knights flee in terror, and I breathe fire again, killing the rest of them. The townsfolk look upon me in horror, watching as I lower my head, meeting the terrified gaze of the nearest villager.
"Where is your leader?" I ask, my voice a rumble. The villager points off towards the distance, where an ornate house on a hill sat.
"She lives on the hill," The villager says, trembling violently as I stare down at her. "I-I can take you there." She sets for the house, and I follow.
"We are taking too long," I lower my head, picking up the villager in my jaws softly, and take flight, landing near the ornate hill house. I drop the villager, and she runs toward the door, knocking on it frantically. The door opens and a girl steps outside. She looks up at me and frowns.
"You must be the creature responsible for the villages burning down," She says, walking up to me. "You aren't like other dragons. I can see it in your eyes." Her frown deepens, and she goes back into the house, coming back with a scroll. She opens the scroll, looks up at me, and back down on the scroll.
"Just as I've thought," She said quietly. "You're His Majesty, aren't you? King Bergamot?" I blink in surprise and nod. She turns to the villager.394Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ54w9qLg7rY
"What's your name?" She asks, and the villager bows.394Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ096NfNqPkt
"My name is Pasilla, ma'am." The girl points at the house. 394Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDm5yL36hwY
"Fetch me a cloak Pasilla," Pasilla runs into the house, and the girl turns to look up at me. 394Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjnnm637eec
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Saffron," She holds up the scroll. "I've been in contact with Cardamon. She's been looking for you, Bergamot." Pasilla comes back with a cloak, handing it to Saffron, who lays it on the ground in front of me.
"Change back into your human form, and come inside. We'll talk more later." She turns to go back inside.
"Wait." She pauses, turning back to look at me. "How do you know Cardamon? And...how do you know me?" Saffron smiles.394Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjrPF4girXx
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"Surely you remember the quartet of maids you bumped into, so long ago?" Saffron's smile widens. "I was one of the maids." She enters the house, Pasilla at her heels.
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