Dragons like gold. And gems. And occasionally cute girls. Ivan was usually the sort to like the first two and also a good bard on occasion (he was never one to say no to some good music.) However, his greatest treasure was a pretty, tiny princess named Mylene. He'd stolen her away from a tower that she'd been hidden in and left a pile of treasure behind. He was pretty sure they hadn't missed her.
Mylene was really nice to have around. She was sweet, and made good food (admittedly in portions too small to fill him up). She also didn't mind when he fell asleep for days on end as dragons were prone to do. Whenever he woke up, she always showed him what she'd been up to and gave him some of the yummy food she'd saved.
One rainy day, when it was too rainy and dreary out for him to really go out hunting (he'd eaten recently enough anyway) and he was curled up with Mylene sitting down against him, working on her sewing, he asked her why her family would stick her in that musty old tower in the first placed.
She laughed a little. "It's not really musty, it's actually quite well kept up. And it's a family tradition of sorts."
"What sort of tradition involves locking beautiful young ladies up?" It didn't sound like a very nice tradition.
Mylene blushed and stared down at her embroidery. "I'm not sure. I think it involves building character or something." She shrugged. "It's only for a year, anyway."
"What happens after a year?"
"Well, then my fiance comes and gets me and we get married."
"Do you want to get married?"
Mylene thought about that for a bit. "I don't know. I haven't met him or anything; it was just something that was supposed to happen."
Ivan had always gotten the impression that marriage was a happy thing from what the bards told him. Mylene didn't sound very happy. "I could eat him if you want."
She shook her head. "N-no, don't eat Kim."
Kim. Sounded like the sort of name a jerk would have. "Are you sure."
"Yes. Besides, I've still got six months before he comes looking for me. We don't need to worry about it until then."
"If you say so." Ivan curled inward a little and listened to Mylene soft focused breathing as she worked on her sewing. After a while a thought struck him. "I could just eat him a little," he offered.
"No! Not even a little."
AN: Take some more fantasy AUs, this time with a dragon!Ivan.
