Stalking the dragon king

Gods.

It has been close to a day since I was given the difficult task, and I'm yet to see the so-called dragon king.

It seemed he heard of the plan, and had decided to hide for two days.

Wait until I get my hands on you, you stupid dragon!

I will tug on your hair so tight that you will have to beg me for forgiveness before I let you go!

“Palt!”

Gods.

I groaned before I turned to face Grog, who was the cause of my current predicament. Had he not hugged me back when I climbed on his body, it would have been better for me.

But, no.

He had to hold on to me and make things worse for me.

Argh.

I feel like tugging my hair off.

“I've been searching for you for a day now. Where were you?” He closed the distance between us and made to hug me, but I stepped back.

I'm yet to get myself out of the trouble he put me in, and he still wants to hug me.