The dragon did not pause to introduce itself or give a wordy description of who he was. He simply walked across the hall scattering screaming puff balls of fabric each time he took a step, and grasped the awestruck princess in one of its enormous clawed talons.
The claws squeezed so tightly around her waste, she could not scream or give vent to the feeling piling up inside of her. She was horrified at the thought of being this terrifying beasts dinner, but she was also rejoicing because the dragon had done what she could not do. It had found a way to keep her from marrying the ugly prince.
The dragon launched itself off the ground, and rocketed through the ceiling, creating another hole in the middle of the hall. The King grabbed the princess's train in a futile attempt to save her, but the thin fabric just ripped off of her dress. Turned to the queen, and started to yell at her for making the dress out of such flimsy fabric and other foolish stuff.
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The dragon raced over mountains, valleys, and fields. The dragon had relaxed its grip on the Princess allowing her to breath more easily. As the time passed, the princess found that she was enjoying the trip. She had never flown, and, therefore, had had no chance to see her kingdom from a bird's view. She thought it was simply magnificent.
They flew for hours and hours. Eventually, the princess fell asleep with the wind running through her hair and stinging her cheeks.
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