Well, not any more.
The princess looked around. “This is a big mess. I know some good people with the right skills I can enlist to straighten this chaos out. Not a problem. They owe me big time anyway.” she said to the Dragon.
He had a good idea what debts she was referring to but thought it wiser to remain silent. Besides he was rather content. He had not had so much fun in a long time. A slight burp erupted from his mouth and some smoke spiraled up from his nostrils. The combined scent had the faint aroma of seared flesh.
The princess attired in all her regal travel outfit stood on a balcony. Dragon was behind her occasionally burping. Below her were the former wizard-kings wage-slave workers. She informed the huddled masses below the castle, in a voice of strength yet in a caring tone,“Don’t cry for me.” He burped louder this time. She turned to the dragon and hissed, “stop that.” And back to the growing crowd below, “The dragon is my friend.
I have made a change in the governing authority. It once upon a time existed. Now it doesn’t. I assure you things will improve for all of you in a short while. I have taken care of that.”
They looked up never believing this would happen, ever. The fact that they were looking up instead of cowering was new. They were not sure how to behave.
Her like minded and similarly skilled friends, who had been summoned, arrived almost immediately. The situation was explained in detail. They got right to work setting up new a new fair government and industrial base.
Some time later when things had been put in some semblance of order, she addressed the now more relaxed citizens. “My associates are fixing the mess the former, the late, evil Wizard King royally created. Enjoy your new found freedoms. I will be leaving for my home where they are sure to be worried for my safety and health. I believe things are much better. I will return some day.” She blew them all a kiss.
Cheers where heard for miles and tears flowed like rivers as she left the land with her dragon.
As the sun shone through the clouds for the first time in ages, people all over began to breathe better and better. The crops grew and minds began to clear.
The princess had discovered the source of the problems, achieved her quest, and returned home. The king wanted her to marry but she said, “I achieved the goal of the quest. I can and will do as I please.”
“And, I’m not finished. Not… just…yet. And yes Daddy I will marry,” she said to the king.
“What mischief are you up to now?” he knew something was up. Something was always up with this girl.
“Oh, nothing too weird papa. Trust me,” she said coyly.
‘Too weird’ was all he heard. “Sweetheart…” he began.
The king was wrapped around her finger.
“Shhhhh ,”she said putting her fingers to her mouth in the please be quiet sign we all know. “Daddy, now please.”
“Like I said, I like them big and strong. They don’t have to be all that smart.”
“I pick him.”
She looked at the dragon. She always liked what she saw. With a magical incantation she turned herself into a dragonette.
Off they flew. They lived happily ever after too.
All characters are a total fabrication of my mind. Any resemblance to any country, political entity, any persons living, dead, or fabricated by other minds is a coincidence and unintended.
*Though I have to tip my hat to Babette Cole and her writing which in a very long drawn out way and through time, inspired this story. RT