Dragon Rescue?

Heya Everyone, today I have two prompts that I combined. There might also be another part, but I'm still undecided on that, so let me know what you think?

Anyway, until next week. Enjoy :)

Prompt 1: What do spoiled and lazy monarchs do when they want to rescue a princess from their castle but don’t want to do it themselves? They hire you. Your company specialises in quick and efficient extractions for damsels in distress, for a price of course.

Prompt 2: Mumbling, the King looked away from his knight and muttered, “I need you to save the dragon… from my princess.”

Being the only child of a solo father was tough, tougher still when the young girl had been left motherless at birth, and even tougher when that solo father was also the King of a rather large kingdom.

Yet he’d embraced the challenge like it was nothing, juggling meetings with caring for his young daughter. Always making both his kingdom and daughter feel like they came first. He made it look easy, a role model for anyone else that faced the same challenge. He refused any extra help, turning down the child care experts that flocked to his palace. He only hired one young woman, someone to care for the child when he left the castle or attended late night parties, even then it was reluctant, his advisors forcing the help onto him. Every now and again he would need a child free night, stuck in meetings with foreign diplomats that would not stand for such a strong, free willed child running around the room.

As she aged he hired the best tutors for her, making sure she had the world at her fingertips. The king keeping her at his side while he dealt with basic day to day dealings, teaching her all she needed to know about the kingdom that would one day be hers.

She never lost the independence she gained by having a supportive loving father. Just as beautiful and clever as her mother. She had no need to sneak lessons with the training master, her father offering every opportunity that he would have given a son and heir.

So when a dragon threatened the far edges of their kingdom, neither royal hesitated to allow her to accompany the Army's best soldiers. She needed the confidence and learning that would come from a real battle, and her father had more than enough faith in her and the men and woman from his royal guard that accompanied her.

It was why we were so shocked to receive an urgent summons to the King's Palace. It was rare that we were called after a party had been sent out. We specialised in taking care of dragons on a kingdoms behalf, those that didn’t have the faith nor confidence in their own armies to take care of it. Though the commoners often call us on behalf of their lazy, spoilt monarchs who couldn’t bear the thought of parting with their own coins to rid themselves of a dragon. We are the best damsel in distress rescue company anywhere in the nine kingdoms.

But of course, it was not within our policy to refuse anyone, not when innocent lives were at stake. So we raced over, sending our two best agents to assist her royal highness. I was one of them, and you, the other.

It seemed routine, we were raced up to the King's private audience room, servants and guards alike all seeming to be panicked and worried. The King pulled us out of bows before we could drop into them, waving off formality as he paced back and forth across the room.

That was when I heard the strangest thing I have ever heard in all my years of service, and I honestly don’t think you believed your ears either. It was barely more than a mumble that past his lips, getting lost in the crackling of the fire and soft breeze through the open window.

It sounded like he was asking us to save the dragon, from his princess. It took him repeating the request a few more times for either of us to fully understand. No one had ever asked us to save a dragon before. Normally they asked us to vanquish or rehome the giant creature, but saving one?

“Look, my daughter is... awesome, and head strong, and independent, but that Dragon is an idol to the villagers. A god of some sorts. If the Princess kills that Dragon we have a revolt on our hands. We need some sort of peace treaty between the Dragon and the crown, but to do that, you first must save the Dragon.” I quote, directly, I don’t think either of us will ever forget those words, the day when we were begged to rescue the very things we were trained to get rid of.