~He gave himself up to save her~

He made the wrong choice now he had to pay the price.

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Careful little princess, careful little boy what you choose, for to consent, is to lose.

The dragon's mouth is wide, filled with bones. It reeks of death and human flesh.

With gold and diamond, he lures you in. 

He has beady pearls-flames for eyes, 

And like a sheep to the slaughter, you're served on a platter.

He never gets enough; for like a lion, he goes about seeking whom to devour—his sole desire.

So children, run, keep your concession, 

Or ye might be next. Ye have been warned.

Remember this tale...the serpent never sleeps.

The Concession

Can the prey be taken from the mighty or the captives of a tyrant be rescued? 


 Even the captures of the mighty shall be taken, and the prey of the tyrant be rescued; for I will contend with those who contend with you, and I will save your children. 


Bennett opened his eyes and shuddered when he saw a dark figure looming over him by the foot of his bed. 


 He sat up and switched on the bedside lamp. 


"My Lord." He quickly got up and knelt. 


It was his master, Fil Reuc. His alarm bells were ringing, if he was here, then something must be terribly wrong. 


Bennett was sensing something strange from him. He could sense both Fil and William. 


"They're trying to free this shmuck. I thought I told you to take care of the cherished. Now they're costing me a lot. Do you know how many prisoners they've stolen from me?" Fil looked rattled and agitated. 


Chapter Twenty Five