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@Cecil

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I look around at the people watching. Knights, gaurds, villagers, nobles, everybody who wanted to join the procession out to the offering stone. All come to see the princess weep and beg for her life. I refuse to give them the satisfaction. My father, the king, steps forward and dabs at his eyes with his handkerchief. "Princess... Kendal... daughter --" I cut him off by trying to spit in his face. I missed, but he blusters and stammers like a fool anyway. "Damnit Kendal! Can't you behave like a princess, even to save your own life?!! Don't you understand, this is why we chose you!! Out of all 9 of my daughters, you are the only one who causes problems! Bah! To hell with it! Good riddance!" He shouts, to the shock of most of the crowd. I droop, at least, as much as I can, bound the by coils of rope from my shoulders to my ankles to a single marble pillar on the side of the mountain. On the side of *mount Ikiyoka *. The single marble pillar that was built here for the purpose of making sacrifices to the dragons. I sigh as I watch the crowd disperse. Nobody looks back. Nobody cares. I'm just the errant princess, the problem child. Now that the dragon has returned, I'm just a convenient sacrifice to appease the beast. If it even comes for me. Hours pass. I had stayed up all last night, locked in my room, crying because I knew I was going to die. They had advised my father that only a maiden princess could satisfy this dragon. He hadn't even had to think about it, he just said my name and I was locked in my room until they came for me with ropes and a wagon. Now I'm here. It's bull crap. If this dragon ever shows up, I'm going to tear into him for taking so long to get here. What is the point of making me wait this long? Kill me already! "Hey you scale-faced lizard brain! Don't you know how to read a clock?! Come on, time for lunch! You lazy overgrown gecko! I've met chameleons with more manners! Don't you know it's rude to leave a lady waiting?" I cry out, listening to my voice echo down the mountain. I keep it up for a while, until my voice goes hoarse. It starts to get dark, and I wonder if the dragon is going to even get here, or it intends to leave me for a bear or jadecat to tear to shreds. It gets cold up here at night. I'm scared of the dark.

°°•TRIGGER WARNING•°° This roleplay contains kink, including non con, violence, force, humiliation, as well as suicide, torture, death, abandonment °°•More will be added as they come up•°°

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Suddenly, there were footsteps approaching her, and then a man in a hood was looking down on her. Bright blue eyes pierced through the shadows of the hood, full of disgust. From what little she could see beneath the layers of clothes, his body was scarred. Very scarred. "Abandoned by your people.. In an attempt to quell the wrath of dragons.. A real shame, isn't it?" A scarred hand reached out and raised her chin so that he could look into her eyes. "You've got a fire in you. And you're pleasing to the eyes. What's your name, girl?" @reddeR

This man talks to me like I'm furniture he is buying! It irritates me to no end, and I reply waspishly. Sure it's foolish, as this man could easily untie me. But what then? He's probably here to see what he can take from me anyway. "I am Princess Desiree, I'm sure you've heard the name. You obviously don't want to be here, and I'm obviously not in the mood for visitors. I'm trying to lure a dragon for dinner right now. I'm sure you don't want to join us. So why don't you just take your hand off of me and be on your way before my esteemed guest arrives?" I gkara at the man, refusing to commit the undignified act of jerking my head away from his hand. I'd just hit my head on the pillar I'm tied to anyway. Rope is wrapped around and around, from my shoulders to my ankles, leaving no part of me showing, and allowing no movement whatsoever. It's uncomfortable, but at least I can let the rope just hold me here. @Cecil

"Oh, you ignorant princess.." She could feel his touch go cold as scales quickly grew out of his skin and covered his arm. "I am the dragon. We all have the ability to transform to hide ourselves easier." His eyes narrowed at her. "You're being offered to me for what, trying to avoid my wrath for another year or so?" The dragon scoffed. "They must think of me as some monster they can bribe with women." He turned and looked over the town. "It's a fine enough place, I suppose.. Not the grandest sight i've ever seen. I've turned empires to glass, after all." @reddeR

My blood runs cold, starting from where his hand touches my face. The bottom drops out of my stomach, like when you don't realize there is one more stair at the bottom. My heart stops for a second. My whole body demands I run, but I can't move a single finger, and I have no way of knowing if my toes wiggle or not. I get scared, but only for an instant. I quickly remember I'm angry, and this beast is supposed to be eating me. Why hasn't he just breathed fire or whatever on me yet? I want this over with. "Well, dragon, you're late! I've been here for hours! And honestly I don't care what you do after you eat me. Raze the whole kingdom to the ground if you feel like it! I don't care! Do you kill your supper, then cook it, or just cook and kill it in one go? Not that it matters, I just don't have much else to worry about after that." I seem more than a little resentful of the kingdom, as well as resigned to my fate. I use my temper to cover how afraid I am. I don't want to die begging for my life, blubbering like some sop. I'd rather die being a smart mouth and back talking. @Cecil

As she spoke, she heard a deep, rumbling laugh from him. "Eat you? No, no, no, you foolish girl. I don't plan on eating you." He looked over his shoulder at her. "You see, I despise you and your people from what they have done to this world. I plan on wiping all of you out as soon as I get the chance. But, it's no fun if they aren't afraid." He turned to her, a smile creeping onto his face. "No, my dear princess, you will not die today. I'm going to break you and make you mine." @reddeR

I stand there silently, glaring at him. It takes a long moment for what he said to actually hit home. He's not going to eat me? I'm not going to die? What the hell! "Are you serious, dragon?! I spent the last day and a half coming to terms with the fact that I'm going to die this night, and you aren't going to kill me?!" I roll my eyes and wish I could put my hands on my hips. "Look here, dragon. I have already accepted that I will die. I've got no future planned, I'm supposed to be sacrificed to the dragon, and the dragon wants to break me instead, isn't that just perfect. @Cecil

"Yes. Yes it is.." He turned away again and seemed to be looking for something. Then, he raised his hand and fired five different blue fireballs, each one crashing into a different prominent building in the town below. "Now. We can do this the easy way, where you cooperate and come with me, or I can drag you kicking and screaming back to my lair, where the real fun'll begin. Your choice, princess." @reddeR

I watch the buildings burn. This is what they were hoping to stop, by sacrificing me. I get a bittersweet satisfaction watching it happen. It was all for nothing, my father brought me up here to die for nothing "I have nowhere to go, dragon. I've been given to you. Where would I run off to?" I say, sounding a bit less haughty. It really is quite a terrible thing, to be sacrificed like you're nothing by your own father. No, not like nothing, like I wasnt even wanted in the first place. He didn't even think about it. He didn't even hesitate. He saw it as a convenient way to offload a problem. @Cecil

He turned back to her and held a flaming fist up to the rope, watching as it burned it until the rope snapped. "Then you will walk with me." The scales faded from his arm as he picked up some lengths of the rope, quickly binding her hands in front of her. "Walk." @reddeR

I attempt to do so, but as soon as the ropes are off I drop to the ground. I was tied up like that for a long time. I can't quite seem to feel my legs. I glare up at the dragon. "This is your fault. You were late." I snap as I try to shake enough feeling into my hands to rub my legs and help blood flow return. "I just need a minute, it won't take long." @Cecil

"Watch your tongue." He hissed. "This isn't your home any more, and i'm not your old king." The dragon watched her with contempt in his eyes as she laid on the ground there. @reddeR

I glare up at him, but don't say anything. I rub my legs until feeling returns, then stand on shaky legs and look around. I should run. I should fight this, make him kill me. But I have no reason to. I've been sacrificed to this monster. That doesn't mean you have to go willingly! I'm not going willingly! I am just being smart. What could he do to me if I refuse? Drag me, kicking and screaming, without even breaking a sweat. Why bother? Either way, I'll end up wherever he wants me to go. I'd rather save my dignity and walk. "Okay, I can walk, I think." I say. My legs still tingle, but for the most part I can feel them. @Cecil

Moving down the mountain at a grueling pace, the dragon was not kind to her as he forced her to walk. The stones and the branches would start to rough her up, small scratches getting on her hands and body as her clothes got caught and torn. It was getting dark at this point though, and eventually he told her to stop. "We rest here for the night. I don't need to treat a broken leg 'cause you tripped on an oversized pebble." @reddeR

His jab is uncalled for. I didn't complain a single step of the way down the mountain, despite practically falling most of the way down. I glare at his back, then sit down to catch my breath and rest. I managed not to complain, but I'm exhausted. My heels are not designed for trecking down a mountain. Still, his comment was uncalled for. I did pretty good keeping up. I don't say a word as I take off my heels and examine the blisters. I wince as I see the angry, red, painful things on my feet. I sigh. I'm not dressed for any amount of travel, nor do I have a cloak to keep warm. I wasn't expecting to be alive this long. Now that I've stopped moving, the chill night air on the mountain quickly has me shivering. I still stay quiet about it, choosing to just curl up and try to keep warm as best I can. Like hell if I'll ask him to warm me up. I intend to never ask him for anything, if I can help it. @Cecil

He sat down on the ground, crossing his legs as a blue fire appeared in front of him, warming up the entire place they were resting in. Perhaps it was a little too warm for her, actually. From what little her people knew of dragons, she knew that they liked it very, very warm usually. Seems this one wasn't the exception. One thing that she could notice now that there was better lighting was the massive sword on his back, absolutely too large for a human to wield. She could barely tell with the shadows, but the metal almost seemed.. blackened with ash, like if it was burnt by flames just barely not hot enough to melt it. @reddeR

The warmth is welcome, and I uncurl some, though I kiip my distance. I study the creature before me as my eyelids slowly close. As soon as they do, it seems, they snap back open as I sit bolt upright, gasping, staring around at the dark around us fearfully. Before I can think about what I'm doing, I've closed the distance between us. I don't touch him, though just being closer brings some comfort. My heart races, and I pant just slightly. I reek of fear. "I-I'm-- I'm sorry..." I stammer, hating myself for this weakness. I have always been scared of the dark. I don't even know what about the dark scares me. @Cecil

"You humans always hide from the dark.." He chuckled to himself. "You cower behind walls and light, all because you're scared of what might be out there. Things like me, huh?" His eyes showed a grim amusement at her fear. @reddeR

My eyes widen at his words. I hadn't considered that he would be something to fear in the dark, but he's right. However, right now, surrounded by darkness, I would rather face the fear I can see than the unknown that I cannot. "Of course humans have fear," I say obstinately. "Humans are courageous. You cannot have courage without fear." I curl myself up again, laying on the ground, which remains stubbornly cold, and fight to keep my eyes open. It's a loosing battle, and every time I force them to open, they don't open as much as the last time, and they droop closed faster. @Cecil

"Humans are courageous, huh?" He laughed. "And yet the humans left you to be sacrificed to me. How is that courageous?" He let the flame weaken, letting the shadows creep ever closer to the both of them. Of course, he could see in the dark just fine. The dragon just wanted to throw the woman off her game. Make her worried. Scared.

@reddeR

"not every human is courageous." I respond, "but there are always those that are." I notice the increasing darkness and push up from the ground, sitting up to look around. "Is this how it will be? Am I just to be your plaything, that you can scare and torment whenever you wish?" I ask quietly. The prospect is grim, but it's not like I can change anything if that is what he decides to do with me. @Cecil

"Ah yes, the ones who feel the need to be 'heroes', saving the princess from the big bad dragon." He snorted. "What you are is for me to decide. Maybe i'll torment you, maybe i'll use you as a servant, maybe i'll kill and eat you. Only time will tell, little princess. Your fear is amusing to me, at least for the moment." @reddeR

I turn my gaze on the man- no, monster- before me, trying to see what I'm actually keeping company with. His disdain for humankind is obvious. His threats to kill me are largely unnessisary. After all, I expected to be dead already. I still expect to be dead any moment. I'm certain it will only take one wrong step, one mistake, one time of talking back, one wrong look. I'm not safe with this this creature, of that I have no doubt. But he still seems safer than the dark. The danger I can see is preferable to the danger I can't. As flawed as that logic may be, it's my logic to live, or die, with. "So my choices are to fear and amuse you, and live, or stop amusing you, and die? Please excuse me while I teach myself to juggle and dance while crying." I say bitterly. It seems he cares not for making this a fair exchange. @Cecil

He had many reasons to despise humanity. They were a blight on the world, killing or enslaving anything that got in their way. That included dragons. Raednic could feel the fear coming off of her, and he savored it. It felt good to be feared. Fear brought the respect of the miserable little things. Fear led to him getting new toys like this girl. "Pretty much. Better get on it." @reddeR

I sit and glare. Not at anything in particular, unless at the powerlessness of my own situation. It seems I won't be getting any sleep tonight, with my host being so very sympathetic to my struggle. I could be dead already, though, I remind myself. I should see every moment I draw breath as a blessing, right? Not likely. I'm probably going to use every breath I draw to make this monster miserable, weather I want to or not. If he has such a low opinion of humans, why wouldn't he just eat me and be done with it? I mean, why bother taking me back to his lair, and all that? I don't understand the point. I sigh softly and just stare into the night, contemplating my life, or, what my life had been, and the cold, hard truth that my own father had so easily handed me over to die. Things are not as I had thought they were. Every harsh word my father has spoken to me has taken on a new edge, a much more painful sort of meaning. Maybe I'd I had listened, I would have realized he wasn't just saying things out of anger. He actually meant every word he spoke. I was just to naieve to realize he hated me. @Cecil