Challenge #01254-C159: Sworn to Love
@callmegallifreya - They, too, lived happily ever after.
Challenge #01252-C157: A Friend for the Princess
@callmegallifreya: contains dragons, princesses, knights, and true love. Just not in the traditional order.
Challenge #01251-C156: The Power of Knowledge
@callmegallifreya - The fair princess fights a knight to save her beloved Dragon. And she fights dirty!
Challenge #01219-C124: The Truth About Dragons
He’s a big softie, really. Just scratch him between his shoulderblades, you’ll be fine.
Challenge #01157-C062: Saint Rillfin the Silver-scale
@callmegallifreya - there’s more than one reason for a glowing ring…
Challenge #01098-C001: The Company Kept
@callmegallifreya is also the first prompter for this year.
Challenge #01091-B359: Here There Be Dragon Nesting Grounds
@recklessprudence - Dragon nesting sites come with their own hazarts for unwary travellers
Challenge #00973-B242: Outed!
callmegallifreya - contains dragon.
Challenge #00917-B186: Hoaders Impossible
A chatty dragon with a hoard full of technically worthless things with amazing stories attached.
“You collect trash,” said the visiting Princess.
“Not… quite,” allowed the Dragon Freasha. “Pick out something. Go ahead. Just -ah- mind where it came from so it can go back?”
It was a very ratty teddy-bear. Much abused and on the verge of falling apart.
“Ah. That belonged to my first princess. Father made me kidnap her. She was four and very scared. I told him I ate her, but I kept her safe in my lair and let her build a soft nest in-between my wings. When the knights came to rescue her, I sneaked her out of a side-cavern. Her name was Petunia. Ah. She let me keep the bear when she left. Said it would keep the nightmares away.”
“Okay,” said Princess Sunflower. She put the bear back and took out a rusting old mirror, made of copper. “What about this?”
“I was just a baby. I got lost and found my way to a little village. It’s gone, now. Nothing but old ruins and moss. But there was this beautiful lady brushing her hair. It was the colour of night. I asked her when she would put stars in her hair. And she said that it was day time, so flowers would have to do. I spent the rest of the day finding star-like flowers for her. It made her laugh. She put some into a crown for me and let me keep her mirror.”
“You don’t collect trash,” giggled Sunflower, putting the mirror carefully away. “You collect stories.”
“Very smart. Some of my visitors demand as many as twenty stories before they catch on.” Freasha smiled, showing many of her sharp fangs. “I do like smart princesses. They often bring their own stories.”
Sunflower laughed. “And father sent me up here to get storytelling out of my system…”
“Fathers don’t always know a lot,” Freasha admitted. She nestled down around Sunflower. “How many stories have you got?”
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Challenge #00916-B185: Hoarders Unimaginable
I couldn’t resist.
A Dragon (note capital) being told her hoard is worthless.
“Avaunt, foul beast!”
The Dragon Shashannash groaned as she opened an eye. “I was trying to sleep,” she yawned. “I don’t have any princesses… What do you want?”
The knight seemed a little nonplussed. “I have come to fight for the vast wealth you are draining from my lands… er… foul beast.”
“Enough with the ‘foul beast’ I keep very clean, thank you.” She had to stretch. And yawn again. “And since you’re after my hoard, you can have all you can carry. I don’t really care to fight.”
“Really?”
“Really.” She vacated her bed. “And try to hurry up. I want to get back to sleep as soon as I can.”
The knight began digging out what he thought were the biggest gemstones. At least until he dropped on and it shattered.
“This is… glass?”
“Beach glass. I like it. It’s very pretty.”
“I quested all this way for beach glass? This is worthless dross! Dragons are supposed to nest on mountains of gold!”
“Yes. And look what happened to the Dragons who did. I consider myself much smarter.”
“Yes? How does that work?”
“I trade with the Dwarfs further down my cave. One hour’s Dragon-fire buys a lot of legitimate cattle. They make excellent Dragon-steel, by the by.” Shashannash yawned and crawled back onto her hoard. “Have fun. Try not to kill too many Dwarfs, I’m rather fond of them.”
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