Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – Ten

She was lovely as moonlight, milk pale and slender, and tied to the cruel tree with her unbound hair as her only modesty.

Her knight protector sat firm astride his coal-black steed.

And waited.

The dragon came out of the sunset, shining like a golden spear. He set his scaly feet upon the earth, then frowned a draconian frown.

“Sheathe your sword, young knight.”

“Come but one step closer and I will sheathe it in your breast.” 

The dragon laughed, it was a bitter sound.

“They have cheated us both,” he breathed, “that one is not my legal prey.”

©️jj 2018

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