A/N Like I said before, I'm having a bit of writers block, so however far I get, any suggestions would be greatly appreciated in the review box!

The dragon slowly lowered to the damp ground, blowing all loose leaves and such away in his wake. The ground shook as he landed, and Riania froze. This dragon-how could she face him? She was forever terrified of dragons, especially this particular one. Then again, come to think of it, she was angry. That creature had ruined her cousin's life, almost killed her, and now it was here again!

Fury began to boil up inside of Riania's weak body. Fists clenched so tightly her palms began to bleed, she faced the dragon.

"Whatever happened to your cousin?" the beast asked her. "Did he finally DIE?" He grinned wickedly, revealing sharp, razor-edged teeth.

"If I hadn't crashed in my carriage because of a bunch of insolent orcs, I would-" Riania began to growl.

"You'd do WHAT?" The dragon let out a booming fit of laughter, and turned to the orcs. "I think you ruined my chance of getting a fight out of her," he told them. Taking a deep breath, he released a hell of fire, which engulfed everything in sight. The couple watched the tipped carriage burn to ashes, destroying their friends. The orcs cried out in agony, slowly crumbling. Only a small circle of living creatures was left-Riania, Sriosno, and the dragon.

"Now, back to you, dearest," the beast said casually. "What to do with you? Wait a minute-" The dragon narrowed its slit-pupiled eyes at Sriosno. "If my memory serves me correctly, YOU were one of those warriors that came to 'slay' me." He clicked his tongue. "Pity you didn't kill me whilst you had the opportunity." He thought for a moment, pondering over his options. "No, I've changed my mind, you both may live. But I'll be back--and then you'll truly suffer." With that the dragon lifted off, beating its thin but strong wings, flying off into the distance. Riania's rage had receeded as she had watched her friends perish. Even the horses had been destroyed. She gulped down a well of tears.

"So, do you think he will be back?" asked Sriosno worriedly, pulling Riania closer against the warmth of his body.

"A dragon never breaks a promise," softly replied Riania gravely.