Chapter 5
For a moment, I fell into a bit of a trance. I thought that perhaps, by the time I returned, I could have changed the story that had been passed down through the ages.
Change it to the princess stealing a dragon.
After some distance, I looked at the slow dragon, and finally felt some impatience.
“You, come here!”
The dragon youth tried his best to run to me, “sis…… big sis.”
With a harsh jerk, I broke the rope, took hold of the youth’s waist, and held him in my arms.
Holy shit!
He’s so light!
And also especially soft!
Okay, I forgive him for saying that he couldn’t carry me.
The dragon youth covered his mouth, his ears were red as he stammered, “sis…… big…… big sis, what are you doing?”
I held him and strode forward, satisfied with this speed. Casually replying to him, I said, “you’re too slow, so I’ll hold you and walk. Do you know where there’s a prince?”
The dragon youth pointed in one direction.
I looked at his outstretched fingers.
Snowy white, delicate, slender, straight, and even.
I looked at my hand that was holding him.
……
Forgot it, no need to look.
Dragons and people have their own strengths, comparing them would only bring frustration.
The dragon youth whispered, “I know a country, and heard they had a prince.”
My heart was ready, “that one then.”
Holding the dragon youth, I took big strides and inquired about the situation on the way, “do you know the prince?”
He shook his head, “no.”
“Then do you know if he’s good looking?”
“Should be good.”
When the dragon youth said this, he seemed a little hesitant, so I asked him, “what’s the matter?”
He said, “I heard that this prince likes to wear beautiful dresses and long hairs, and often holds flowers and cry, and would feel uncomfortable because he slept on a pea.”
He said, “I originally planned to go to that country to snatch him.”
……
My face was expressionless as I stopped, turned, and changed direction.
He asked me in surprise, “why aren’t you going anymore?”
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“Nothing, do you know where else has a prince?”
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I was afraid that a situation like before would happen once more, and hurriedly asked, “should be?”
The dragon youth sincerely said, “I used to play with the prince when I was a child, but then I went home. I heard that he’s grown up now, and strong.”
I was rest assured, “this one then.”
I held the dragon in my arms and walked around, felt a little ashamed, and had no choice but to ask.
“Cough, that……”
“Is northwest to the left or right?”
The dragon youth smiled.
Although he was smiling sweetly, I knew he was laughing at me.
I said ferociously, “our kingdom doesn’t talk about East, West, North and South, we just talk about up and down, left and right.”
His eyes were bent into crescents as he gave me face and said, “I see, I see.”
I looked up and replied seriously, “that’s right.”
I will never admit that in fact, many people in our kingdom could tell the difference between East, West, North and South, but I couldn’t tell the difference.
Frankly speaking, before I saw the dragon youth, I had always thought that the process of being snatched by a dragon would be like this.
I screamed and cried, “go away, let go of me! I want to go home, sob–“
The dragon placed me on his big dragon’s back, and flew through the clouds, voice shaking the sky and the earth, “dream on, I’m bringing you back, and you’re never going to return home!”
But now, the actual situation was like this.
I walked for a few hours holding the dragon boy and then asked him, “are you thirsty?”
He nodded obediently, “a little thirsty.”
I took out his water bottle and helped him unscrew it, “drink this first, I’ll find a clean one for you later.”
He sweetly said, “thank you,” and took a small sip of water.
I petted his head.
What a good boy.
Chapter 7
I wanted to see the prince soon, so I kept walking forward.
We walked for a long time, until it was getting dark, and then I remembered that neither of us had eaten dinner yet.
I felt a little guilty and apologised to the dragon youth, “I forgot to ask if you’re hungry.”
He shook his head in a sensible manner, “it’s okay, I’m not hungry.”
I thought about it and placed him down.
To take a shortcut, we didn’t walk on the main road. Now, in the middle of the wilderness, there wasn’t even a single person.
I asked him, “how do you usually solve the issue of food?”
He took out a piece of gold and calmly said, “I have money.”
I touched the silver coins on my body and was filled with grief and indignation.
Fuck.
He’s prettier and cuter than me, and richer than me.
This is the real case of heaven’s injustice!
But now, in this environment, money couldn’t be spent.
I looked around and decided to go and catch some prey to eat.
“You sit here and don’t move, wait for me to find something to eat.”
He picked a few huge leaves and followed me step by step, “I can go and bring some water back.”
I used to roll up leaves to drink water, but this water could only be drunk on the spot and couldn’t be stored.
Stopping to reassure him, I said, “this isn’t easy to use. You don’t have to bring any to me, you just need to drink it yourself.”
He blinked, and in front of my eyes, folded the leaves into a cylindrical container, and showed me how it looked all over.
“It can, big sis, you don’t have to worry.”
……
So, I used to be too stupid???
What kind of dragon was this? He could even make handicrafts?
Humph!
My self-esteem made me want to turn around and leave.
But then I looked at his face which seemed to be asking for praise and couldn’t hold the urge to pat him on the head and praise him, “it’s very nice.”
His eyes brightened up as he went to fetch the water.
I returned to my sense and sighed.
A face-con was not worthy of having self-esteem.
Chapter 8
I found that although the dragon youth looked delicate and weak, the things he barbecued were quite delicious.
I caught two rabbits, and he was responsible for roasting them.
His craftsmanship was better than the master in our palace.
Tsk.
I sat on the grass, spit out a bone, and asked in him envy and with low self-esteem, “you’re even so skilled at cooking?”
He sat in front of the fire, roasting the rabbit, and his whole person looked ten thousand times more elegant than me.
“My father said that nowadays, the cold and overbearing dragons aren’t popular. The princesses love the gentle and gentlemanly type. As a dragon, I need to keep up with the times, so I have to learn how to cook and do housework.”
There was a complicated look on my face as I listened.
“You dragons…… are quite in vogue.
“But……
“With your face, you don’t have to care about what’s popular or not popular.”
He seasoned the rabbit with spices, wrapped it in leaves and handed it to me, looking very happy, “really?”
I took it and ate it with big bites.
Smelled good.
I answered him in a vague manner, “yes, nowadays, people look at faces.”
He smiled.
“There must be a lot of people who likes big sis.”
I patted my chest and said proudly, “of course, I had many pursuers since I was a child. The number of people who like me can make circles around the city capital.”
I lied.
In fact, only one person chased me, in my second grade of elementary school, the reason being that there was a sense of security in being with me.
The hell with making you feel safe.
Men are all pigs.
I continued to gnaw at the rabbit angrily and looked up to see the dragon youth looking at me.
My lies wouldn’t have been punctured so soon, right? I guilty thought.
Clearing my throat, I bluffed, “don’t believe me?”
He shook his head, “no, just…”
He pointed his fingertips at his chest and motioned to me.
“Big sis, when you patted just now, your hands were full of oil.”
……
I looked down.
Others wore bright red scarves on their chests.
I had a greasy palm print on my chest.
Ugh.
It was a mistake to go out without bringing clothes.
This princess my kin (soulmate?)😆
Being princess is really hard work, you know
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No, dragon boi.. you actually need a strong prince who can unscrew the bottle cap and carry you..
That pea prince should be suitable to this sturdy princess..
I love stories that subvert the old tropes!
The prince in chapter 5 is the sturdy princess’ soulmate or it’s a trap for the dragon to get caught 😧