Raon had been sitting in a small cave in the forest for almost a day. The more he thought about his situation, the more puzzled he became. One thought, especially, bothered him the most out of all.
The creatures talk!
He did not realize how bizarre it was before, but he talked to a dragon ... actually, he angered the dragon. And the way the dragon spoke of Lyria was as if it cared for her. Raon did not like that one bit. He hated that.
Does Lyria care for him, too?
Raon shook his head. That was an absurd question. How could his princess care for a nasty dragon that had kidn*pped her? Above all, his princess would not fall for a beast.
The Tollyrian knight gazed at the mouth of the cave. Two creatures were guarding him. A large tiger and a lizard-looking monster.
He tried to escape
