Dragons of Azog

By Amelia Grace Treader

What do you do with a shape-shifting dragon? Send in a princess to use her feminine wiles to convince him to stay in human form, of course. While he's busy dallying with her, he isn't raiding farms, and terrorizing the community. Problem solved. Actually two problems solved at once, no more dragon and one less single princess. This short story explores what happens when the dragon doesn't fall for the princess's ploy and she decides to take her game up a notch.

The valley has a dragon, a nice well-behaved one who pays for his mutton. Still that's one dragon too many. After carefully training a princess, the wizard Bloom dispatches her to ensnare him into human form with her feminine wiles. The trouble is, he rather likes being a dragon. People, even princes and princesses are just so puny and powerless. After returning to her wizard, the princess finds she agrees with the dragon's viewpoint and sets off on a quest to become a dragon herself.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Amelia Grace Treader
• Release date: Jan 17, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310181979

Amelia Grace Treader

I am child of the south, steeped in the mysterious aura that accompanies Spanish moss, mosquitoes and barbecue. I have always felt the urge to write. Even when I was a little girl. I won't inflict the fragments of writing I still have from my elementary and high school work on you. Consider yourself lucky about that. Cats, dogs and children, not to mention a husband, get in the way, but I have eked out the time to write a unique combination of romance and action.

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Dragons of Azog

Amelia Grace Treader

The Dragons of Azog.

The princess called on the dragon. He was a most civilized dragon and, therefore, he invited her into his cave and served her dinner rather than served her as dinner. As she entered the cave, she removed her cloak revealing a buxom body in a jeweled bikini. It left little of her figure or ability to put it to good use it to the imagination. The dragon ignored it and produced dinner instead. Roast mutton always tasted better with company, even if it had the sulfurous overtone from dragon fire.

After they had eaten, she complimented her host on his shiny red scales, deep yellow eyes, and fearsome teeth. He smiled at her. Do you know how to charm a dragon?

That's why I'm here.

Really?

The princess stroked the dragon under his chin. He purred.

Can you turn it down? I'm going to go deaf.

He stopped, What's wrong Princess?

Can't you shape-shift?

What's important about shape shifting? Every damn princess I've met for the last century has asked about it. Here's a penny for your thoughts. He flicked a small ruby from his hoard to her.

I thought all dragons can shape-shift.

I can't, won't, at least not for you.

"That's