a.n. Wow….I didn't expect this to have so many good reviews!

Well, let me just tell you, judging from your reviews, I have a lot planned for this story that you all probably didn't expect...

And let me just warn you all...Luka isn't just a knight. Girls aren't even supposed to be knights in her time-period (ugh, a social thing I hate). Try and guess what her occupation really is...I gave you a hint in the last chapter...she was a great leader, wasn't she? And she had to train in secret because of her position...


Luka stared at the huge purple dragon.

The huge purple dragon stared back.

Both creatures were wondering what they were supposed to do with the other.

I think it wants to eat me...Luka thought with remorse.

The dragon stared at Luka. It thought that this being was strange, but it looked like the creator. Now, you must understand that dragons are not very intelligent, especially not this one, so it almost instantly lost those thoughts as soon as they entered its head.

The dragon saw Luka as its master.

Of course, Luka didn't catch on to this train of thought as quickly as she should've, so when the dragon came down to nuzzle into Luka's hand like it always did to its master, Luka did sincerely think it was about to eat her.

So in response, Luka put her sword up in defense, ready to slash at the creature if it came any closer.

And the dragon, being as stupid as it is, didn't register the fact that "Master" was holding a sword out, and got cut on its nose.

The most puzzling thing to Luka, though, was what happened after she slashed down with her sword.

Big, wet splashes of water fell from the dragon's eyes. Luka had to roll and dodge all of them, in fear of being drowned.

Oh god, the thing's CRYING! This place is going to flood! Unless...

In that moment, the dragon rolled onto its back and let out long, body-wracking sobs that shook the whole room (maybe even the whole castle, Luka thought) and left tremors in the aftershock.

Luka sighed. She walked over to the dragon and petted its flank.

The dragon stopped crying. It looked to Luka. The wound on its nose had stopped bleeding and had already healed somehow.

Master still has the same strong magic he used to...The dragon thought as it seemingly smiled and closed its eyes, enjoying being petted.

Luka looked at the dragon and sighed, rubbing its stomach. It began to roll on its back. Much like a dog...

"You're kind of pathetic for a dragon, you know that?" The dragon whimpered and rolled onto its stomach. Luka had to run to avoid getting crushed.

The dragon looked at Luka and started coughing. Luka, from her previous knowledge of dragons, knew to avoid its line of fire. Most literally.

After the dragon had coughed out all the fire he needed to (and charred the stone wall, Luka noted grimly), something was left in its place. It was a small leather-bound book with a red-ribbon bookmark. Strangely, it wasn't charred at all.

Luka picked it up. When she did, she felt a pleasant jolt of energy inside her stomach. There were also strange butterflies there, too. If anyone else had felt what Luka felt at that moment, they would place the feeling as nervousness; the pleasant butterflies you feel when you're in love with someone and they don't know yet.

But Luka had never felt any of these feelings; she was once a high place in social standing, and was taught never to show any sort of emotion. Put on what we in modern day would call a poker face, and play everyone around you, even if it was your own family members, like pawns in a chess game.

Luka forced the butterflies in her stomach to quiet down and flipped to the pages the red ribbon was in between. When she opened them, she saw what seemed to be a map with a set of directions to navigate the castle in a neat black-ink cursive scrawl.

Luka took a chance and began to follow them. After all, she was a human, and a homo sapiens' most dominant trait is curiosity.

And Luka was curious to see what was in store for her in that tower, which is where the directions seemed to lead...


Miku was thinking of committing suicide. Yesterday's omen of the cloudy meadow sky had gotten Miku thinking...what was really the point of living here alone forever with no one to even care? Nobody would really truly notice if she disappeared. No one could really care either, because she was nonexistent to them. Just some distant belief of a person, like god. Someone they'd never truly seen or understood.

The worlds they're in are too perfect to care about someone like me...

Even the knight I saw in the pictures wouldn't care...hell, he wouldn't even KNOW I EXISTED...

One solitary tear escaped Miku's eye as she gazed out the stone window. She leaned out further, so now her body from the waist up was encased in the swirling winds of the storm outside of her room.

Strange, Miku thought. The meadow seems to be coveted with clouds again today, I wonder if something's going to REALLY happen...

It wouldn't matter anyway; Miku continued her remorseful train of thought. I'm leaving today...

BANG.

Miku, in her shock and awe, almost fell out of the window, but caught herself on the ledge, her back now facing the window. The door had broken, and there stood the knight from the animation in her book.

Speaking of which, the book was in the knight's hands, open to the last journal entry that she had written. The knight was staring at her with the same piercing blue eyes he had in the drawing.

The knight cautiously walked up to her. Miku extended her hand out to retrieve her book. The knight seemed to register that she wanted the book back and shook his head to get out of whatever trance he was in. He cautiously handed her the book.

Their fingers brushed for a second, and even through the glove that Luka was wearing, she could feel the spark of electricity. She felt the familiar butterflies that she first felt when she picked up the book, only amplified by a thousand. Her stomach felt like a mosh-pit to the creatures inside of it.

The second Luka had seen this girl, she had fallen in love.

Of course, Luka didn't know that at all. To her, this strange feeling was completely unidentified, but she loved it.

The girl she had approached seemed to be locked in a trance, even with her body backed up to the window. She's dangerously close to the window...Luka noted with a small frown on her face. She had beautiful long teal hair and a doll-like face to match.

If Luka had to choose one word to describe her, it would be adorable. That was really something, since Luka rarely described anything with words that had positive connotation.

If Miku had to pick one word to describe this moment, it would be perfect. She was staring at her savior with awe and happiness. She was so happy that she had finally found the knight from the animation. Or more likely, he had found her.

Miku hadn't known it at the time, but she had also fallen in love with the person who's piercing blue eyes seemed to be staring straight into her soul.

Everything could only be described as perfect to the both of them.

Well, that was until Miku leaned too far out of the window and plummeted from the highest tower in the castle.


a.n. I get this nice warm feeling in my stomach when I write about these two together...

Shoot, I left another cliffhanger.

HA! YOU ALL NEVER SAW THE DRAGON THING COMING! (Well...I hope you didn't...)

This is a FAIRYTALE. And if you haven't noticed, I try really hard to describe everything so that there's no confusion about this magical little world. If Luka slayed the dragon, I would have to describe a blood-and-guts scene. Instead, it would be way better if I had the dragon aid them in their quest...

Actually, I have a few romance scenes for Miku/Luka that are highly dependent on this creature...

And, because of a review I got, expect a few fairies later in the story...(T.L.T.S.I.S. ;D)

Review please~!