ROLEPLAY HQ - dragon-kings-bride

I’ve never really complained about my life even when Elder Silvae Matrem hid me away from everyone in the village. “We need to keep you away from that nasty father of yours. He means nothing but harm to you” she constantly said to me when I first started staying with her. “I am protecting you because of a promise I made to your mother a long time ago before she died” I winced at her daily reminder. My mother was killed by the dragon king when I was younger. He snatched her up and one winter night and we never saw her again. ‘Are you even listening to me little one!” Silvae asked, snapping her fingers infront of my face. “Oh! Sorry,Elder Silvae” I said looking down guilty. “Oh never mind. Come along child. It’s time for the monthly social bath and I must bring you along, no matter how much I want to hide you from them.” Nervously I followed her to the bathing falls. As soon as we reached the falls all the women came rushing towards me, swarming me, the men staring at me.

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"Yes." she said, fake tears in her eyes. He turned towards me, firing dancing in the cold depths of his eyes. But before he could say anything, Elder Silvae jumped infront of me glaring at him "Nihil tale fecit, et stultus!" (She did no such thing you fool!") Tilting his head to the sidem he turned his fiery gaze to Silvae, scrutinizing how she was protecting me. "Quid hiding, muier?" (What are you hiding, woman?") "Sed mea tegi" ("only enough to protect my own") Although she spoke calmy, she did not relax her protective stance. The Chief stood up straight, grinning from ear-to-ear and looked at his behind him. "get them". Before I could blink, Silvae had knocked me out of the way. "Go" She yelled and I obeyed, afriad that I, too, would be captured. Running quickly though the young women who had already began undressing, I ran towards the waterfall. I had been here alone enough to know that there was a hidden cave behind it. "Come here, tu canis parvo" ("you little bitch!") One of the men shouted, grabbing a hold of my dress, ripping a large portion of it off as I tore fre eof his grasp. Finally reaching the waterfall, I dove into the water swimming to the other side. Climbing onto the ledge, I crawled over to the corner of the cave and curled up into a ball. From the other side of the waterfall I heard the men gathering and talking. "Did you see where she went" "Yes. She went through the waterfall. Doesn't she know how dangerous that is? The Dragon Kingd's been spotted using that cave as an entrance to our world." Sighing, he continued. "But the Chief wants her so we have to go in there anyway" I held my breath, ready to bolt further into the cave if necessary. Suddenly, though, I heard the Chief's voice as he yelled at the guards. "What are you doing fools! You know better than to go in there!" "Yes Chief, but that girl didnt. She dove right through there when I tried to grab her. I got part of her dress, though. Shame that such a beautiful

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piece of clothing was on such an ugly creature" I held back tears as I heard each of them dive through the water into the cave. Crawling further into the cave, I tried to find somewhere else to hide. Before I could find anywhere else to hide, though, I felt clawed hands grab me around the waist and picked me up. A deep male voice murmured before everything went black.

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@Eck

“Well, what do we have here?” The Dragon King chuckled to himself as he examined the unconscious girl. He hadn't even gotten a chance to properly terrify her before she had fainted! The weak thing must be afraid of her own shadow. He turned her to get a look at her face, and with a glimpse his lax cheer rapidly sobered. It was unmistakable. Those eyes, that nose, those lips. It was her. In her full glory. His beautiful betrothed, just as she had been when he first found her. But it couldn't be. She was dead. Long dead. He had held her cold body himself all those years ago, on the day before their wedding. So no, it was not his betrothed. But this wasn't a coincidence. This girl and his betrothed must be related. This one was too young to be a sister. A daughter, then? Perhaps a niece or cousin. The exact details didn't matter to him. What mattered is that a more delicious morsel could hardly have wandered right into his awaiting arms. He would finally have his bride. He wouldn't even have to snatch her in the dead of night. Times had changed since he had met his betrothed; rather than being a bitter rival, the human chief now paid him a yearly tribute. This was merely ceremonial; there was very little that humans had that he didn't already possess in great numbers. But this? Oh, this would certainly be an acceptable tribute. In fact, he would accept nothing else. He turned to his escorts. They had wisely chosen to remain silent during his pondering. For a matter so important as his first glimpse of his new bride, he probably would have had any interrupters executed. “Let the humans know that their tribute has been received and accepted with my greatest gratitude. I shall begin the journey back.” He swept an arm under the legs of the girl so he could carry her. It was a bridal carry, of course. She deserved nothing less.

@✩₊˚.⋆ 𝓢𝓪𝓫 𝓢𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓼𝓱 ݁ ☾⋆⁺₊✧

The guards would do as he said, going out as the human guards stumbled back falling into formation at the sight of them.. reiterating what the dragon king has told them. “the girl!? He wants a thief!” the guard spoke with bitterness in his voice a hint of disgust mixed in as well. The dragon kings guard seemed sure of it, and before the humans could question , the dragons guards retreated back into the waterfall Ingrid laid in his arms, slowly coming back to consciousness feeling the warmth that surrounded her body, and the hands on her , her hair fell to her face as she brushed it away, softly groaning and opening her eyes.. everything was blurry at first, it took awhile for her to figure out where she was. She felt the cold breeze on her face as he walked with her in her arms, all she saw was stone with dim lighting and well.. that she was being carried. She’d then looked up to see the man’s white hair, and large horns, her head softly tucked on his chest as she softly gasped— she knew who this was. Myths spreaded faster than a wildfire about the dragon king, and how he has visited the human lands before but never did she once believe it, until now. She was being carried.. by the dragon king himself!? Why! Ingrid gulped trying to formulate her thoughts as she quietly spoke “Your the — why am.. am I being carried..” she said, changing subjects as she looked ahead seeming a small light shine in the distance “and where are we heading?” shed squeak, her body shivering feeling more of the cold breeze on her half naked body. As they got closer to the light he’d see she was covered in dirt, her dress obviously ripped with a bruise, and blood dripping from the harsh attempted grab. She looked weak, she looked fragile.. but her eyes widen with curiosity looking at him as they approached the Dragons kings main land.. @Eck so so so sorry for the delay response