“What help can a princess give?” He said eventually, with genuine curiosity, still not looking at me.
“What is needed?” I would try my hand at any task if it meant I could stay until the dragon returned. Perhaps, with the golden-haired man’s help, I could persuade the dragon… “I will do anything that needs to be done.”
“Is that so?” The man seemed amused, and he moved at last, turning slightly towards me. He cast an assessing eye over me from head to toe and back again. I swallowed realising the situation left me vulnerable should he decide to take advantage of it.
“The dragon won’t want you here,” he looked away at the sky again. “He is looking to take a wife from amongst the brethren. It would be difficult for him to explain to a woman he wishes to woo the reason for keeping another in his cave.”