Dragons and Cross-dressers – Chapter thirteen
"It's not my fault that we're so late!"
"Da, it is. I told you we had to get up before dawn to reach the dragon while it was sleeping."
"I was hung over! Plus I needed breakfast! How am I meant to fight a dragon on an empty stomach?"
"The beast will be awake by now…"
"When do dragons sleep anyways?"
"They only sleep for about 2-6 hours each day just before dawn. They usually wake a couple of hours after dawn… which was 5 hours ago."
"I said I was sorry! Gees! Can't you just give me a break?"
"Nyet. Not until I have the red dragon. Now be quiet."
The two sneaked up to the edge of the clearing where the dragon and prince would be. Alfred was desperate to save the man already but Ivan was determined to act slowly and according to their plan. They made sure to come from downwind so the dragon would not smell them and had also come on foot, hoping to fool the beast into thinking that they were just wood land animals.
The Russian scanned the place, his eyes eventually falling on a red lump on the roof. It was still apart from some gentle breathing. He whispered in a hush voice.
"Hmmm… It appears we are not the only ones to sleep in, comrade. This is good, da."
"So I should storm the tower now?"
"Nyet… Let us set up some enchantments… Then you can go save your prince, comrade. You must remember this though… When dragons start to lose, they flee. You must be quick or it will escape."
"Okay!"
"Shhhh!..."
(A/N – I don't have much to say really…. I spent most of my evening, splitting my one-shot according to the "~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~."s but I didn't realise just how many there were!
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