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The Princess and the Dragon ( DudeGuy and HKitten )

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Ages ago, there was a land and a people that were on the verge of being wiped out by their fellow man and monsters alike. Desperate, and with nary a place to turn to for help, they sought out the assistance of some of the very monster's that plagued them, the Dragon clan. Among all of the Dragons, there were some who sympathized with these Elves. Their homeland had been nearly destroyed and their lives hung in the balance. It seemed as if the end was coming and that there were nothing that could be done to save them. For the Elves, these were more than sympathizers, they were guardians in disguise.

These Dragon's made a pact with the Elves, vowing to protect them from those who would threaten them in the future, so long as these human's didn't turn against them. With the promise made, the dragons fought bravely for the sake of the humans. A massive battle ensued in which the dragon's fought of invader after invader, the humans overpowered and most of the cowardly monsters ran at the mere sight of the massive lizards.

When the battle ended, those that remained of the Dragon's forces returned to the man they bargained with and once again, pledged their loyalty to him. That man was named the king of this land that had come to be called Sable, the word for pact in their language. The Kingdom of Sable become the living proof of the bond between Elf and Dragon, a bond that still existed to this very today.

What sounded like legend here was in fact the true history of the Kingdom of Sable. For anyone who dare to say otherwise, all they would have to do was take a walk outside and they could find Dragon's amongst the city guard. Not massive lizards, rather, people with lizard like features. Scales, tails, wings, some even had horns. They were obviously not Elves, that much was for sure. The people of the town took comfort in the presences of their guardians. Their loyalty to the kingdom was older than the kingdom itself.

To the Dragons, it was amazing to see that the Elves hadn't yet crossed them. If anything, they were more straightforward and honest with rewarding them for everything that their kind had done for them in the past. The Dragons knew they could trust the Elves, and the Elves knew that they could trust the Dragons. The coexistence was a peaceful one.

Today, at the castle, there was a special event that was taking place. The selection trials. Mock duels between some of the dragons finest warriors to show off their skill and talents to the royal family. Most importantly, they were each aiming to gain one of the highest positions in the Royal Guard as the personal bodyguard of the Princess. Her decision would be based off of the skill that the dragon-folk displayed here, and off of any other factors that she may have had in mind. No one could know for sure who or what she wanted now, all they could do was their best and hope that they were the one that she chose out of the lot.

When the current match ended, then two men sheathed their weapons, turned to the Princess, and took to their knee, kneeling before her. When they were dismissed, the next two competitors entered the room.

The first to walk in was a tall individual, stacked with muscles and no doubt a powerful looking man. His scales were blue in color and covered his cheeks, a portion of his forehead, and most of what could be seen of his neck. His hair was long and shaggy, his eyes a shimmering shade of gold. He looked to be at least seven foot four, and had to be at least two hundred pounds. On his back was a large axe. The sheer size of it alone was enough to show that he wasn't human. With a single swing, it appeared as if he could level a forest. In truth? He could. Power was his greatest ally, and would be his ticket to fame and victory here. He was sure of it. He stepped forward, kneeling before the princess until she gave him permission to stand once again. In the background, faint whispers of the court nobles could be heard commenting on how powerful he looked and how big he was.

It was then that they next competitor entered the room. Many were surprised to see that the one who would be going against the behemoth who was awaiting the beginning of the match was a woman. Most of the nobility were already expecting to see a short match that would perhaps end up in an 'accidental' beheading. A little blood was always shed at events such as these. It was a shame that such a good looking person would have to suffer such a monstrous fate, but at the same time, it was poetic. Surely, this match would be all that they spoke of for days on end no matter who the Princess chose in the end. The Princess appeared to be bored before, but it seemed that with the entrance of this woman, her interest was more than piqued. Little did they know that it wasn't for the reason's they suspected.

Yet, there was a subtle confidence in the stride of the dragon woman, and a slight smirk that played on her face as she walked up the short pathway, her hips swaying along with a short tail that could be seen poking from underneath her coat. She was much smaller than the man, only five foot eight in height, and was obviously much lighter. Resting upon her head was what could only be described as a mane of jet black hair, contrasting so perfectly with her snow white skin. There were cracks on her cheek which showed that the sales there were the same snowy tint as her skin was. Her eyebrows were thin, and her copper toned eyes only half open. At times, it made it seem as if she could see right through anything her eyes fell upon. At other times? It made her appear to be rather disinterested in anything that went on around her.

The woman had an admitted attractive build. Her busts were at least C cups, her hips matching the over all curvature of her body perfectly. The clothes she wore only seemed to accent those features. She wore a white shirt under a dark, expensive looking over coat that hugged her body, trimmed with gold patters. Around her neck was a black, scarf like cloth that was pinned at the center of where the flap they saw overlapped the cloth underneath. The pants she wore were brown in color, and the boots she wore were knee-high with a slight heel. The only weapons she wore were two strange looking long swords over each of her hips.

She stepped before the Princess, kneeling to the young woman respectfully, waiting until she had permission to rise to her feet. Once she had that permission, the match would begin.
 
Such gruesome and primitive ways of doing thisâ?¦but I suppose there are advantages of this methodâ?¦ the princess thought in the back of her mind, as she watched the massive amount of people gather in the Castleâ??s courtyard and coliseum. Some where there to watch, some to guard, and the few in the sidelines were there to show their skills. As the Princess of Sable, Kiara watched as the Dragon clan amassed around the area while she scanned the area for those who have came to take honor in both becoming a Royal Soldier and perhaps one would take the honor in becoming her Royal Guardian. It was the highest of honor to become Sableâ??s royal heirâ??s guardian, and it was not an easy task.

The warriors would have to show exceptional skill and talent, as well as a stable persona and strong sense of justice. She wouldnâ??t just pick anyone, because she knew that this person was going to be with her for days to come. The last guardian had fallen due to a long battle that fended off the most recent invaders; defending her when one intruder had reached as far as her chambers while she was asleep. The blonde haired princess was not to say a weak woman, but she avoided hand to hand combat most of the time. As the princess of her kind, she was not only looked upon as the example of women, but also, as someone that was supposed to signify peace and prosperity. She could not break that image by joining the ranks of warriors when she had no true reason for doing so, when there were so many Dragons in her stead.

One had to wonder why people of the Dragon clan saw this as an honor. In books and written history, it was said that the people of Sable were just Elves that ruled the massive land. However, that was not the case, as Sable was an Elvin kingdom for only the highest of Elves. Sable was the kingdom that ruled even over the other Elvin kingdoms from afar. Whether or not people believed the â??legendâ??, she knew it from fact and fiction. They were immortal and had lived for centuries, some even longer than the new warrior Dragons that were seeking to find their place among the Royal Guards, while others older than the land itself. Kiara herself had shifted through dozens of guardians, let alone her parentsâ??.

The King and Queen sat just to her right, conversing about those they saw with strong character, while those that were lacking stamina. Their guards stood on either side of them, strong and vicious Dragon warriors that were brimming with such power, their scales appeared to glow with an underlining of magic. Her fatherâ??s was a Dragon of fire, Leor, while her motherâ??s was of ice, Tian. Just beyond them a few paces sat her siblings scattered around the arena, the Princesses and Princes of Sable; each with their own guardian. While Kiara was not the only child, nor was she the eldest, the throne was promised to her because she showed to be the strongest of her siblings in mentality and strength.

â??Kiara, perhaps you should start the competition.â? the Queen spoke up after everyone appeared to have settled down and the warrior Dragons were bowing before her family. The princess stood up and brushed her long and wavy blonde hair to the side, before walking towards the edge of the â??boxâ?? she was sitting in with her parents. Kiara wore a simple green tunic that reached to her mid-thighs, with sandals that had golden string weaving up her claves. Shades of green and trimmings of gold littered over her outfit from head to toe, showing simplicity and her beauty off at the same time. While the princess was not vein, she did pride herself on the fact that she appeared only in her twenties, rather than appear like she was truly a few centuries old.

Soft sounds crunched under her footfalls before she stopped before the edge. Her crystalline blue eyes caught along a few certain Dragons that bowed before her, while her hands rested along the edge of the balcony. Some appeared to have potential, but she would hate to have gone through all of this and found not even one in the end. They had better prove themselves worthy, for today was a day of judgment of strength among the Elves as well as their peers. â??Rise noble warriors. Today we shall see just which ranking you belong in and I shall also be choosing a guardian, as foretold.â? crystalline, almost icy blue eyes gave one last scan over those before her. â??Let us put your skills and wits to the test, now shall we? I bid you allâ?¦a good match...â? ...and hopefully, some of you will live through the battles to serve us. She thought, knowing that this was a dangerous competition. Kiara stepped back from the edge and gave a small wave to them, before moved back towards her seat to watch the show.
 
As soon as the Princess finished speaking, the spectators jumped upon their feet and cheered. These Selection Trials served as a serious competition, and also, as a form of entertainment for the people of Sable. Much like in Rome, these events were watched and enjoyed by many. There were some who payed to be here, others who were invited to be here, and those who sneaked into the makeshift coliseum to get a better view than they would have gotten if they decided to watch the performance from the rooftops nearby.

With the opening ceremonies out of the way, and the traditional mock battled done, the actual bouts were just moments from beginning. The first two competitors were left in the middle of the arena while the others were taken to sit in dugout like seats. Several guards stood all around the inside, there to stop any of the contestants from killing each other in case there were any particularly bloodthirsty competitors this year. One of the guards slowly approached the two competitors and went over the rules once more with each of them, making sure they both understood and agreed to them before sharply turning to the Royal family. His back went rigid as it tapped the end of his spear against the ground and placed his balled up fist to his chest.

"Your Highness', these two brave warriors are prepared to begin. Competitor Rhett stands before you, armed with his axe. Competitor Risen stands before you carrying only two long swords," he said. It was customary to announce the name and all armaments the competitors fought with. It helped to distinguish one warrior from another. With that last formality out of the way, the guard turned and lowered his spear between the two competitors.

Rhett pulled his axe from his axe and gave it a single, mighty circular swing over his head to rouse the crowd before dropped the weapon to his side and stepping back into a stance. Risen didn't even blink. "You may begin," the guard shouted. He raised his spear and leaped backward away from the two of them to give either plenty of room. Often time, fighters jumped at the chance to begin as soon as they could.

Rhett swung his axe horizontally, aiming to end this fight with a single blow. His mighty swing drew forth a cloud of dust to thick that it made it impossible to see even him for a moment. When the dust settled, he couldn't even see a scrap of the woman left. Thinking that he was victorious, a smile formed on his face and he began to laugh hysterically. "This'll be easier than I thought," he said in the midst of his laughter. Just when he was about to move his axe, he noticed that it felt heavier than usual. His laughter ceased and his eyes widened as he glanced back over his shoulder and found his opponent standing on his weapon.

"No - "

Risen flipped over the large dragon, landing before him. She landed facing the royal family, her eyes scanning all of them before settling on the Princess Kiara. They made eye contact for just a moment before Risen spun around and kicked Rhett in the stomach, causing him to stumbled backward. She quickly lunged forward and slammed her shoulder into his chest, rendering him breathless. Rhett dropped his axe, clutching his chest as if to draw the pain out of it.

And then, then final hit came. It was so fast that most of the people were left confused as to what actually happened. What appeared to be one blow was really five, simple swings of her sheathed weapon against his throat. He gasped for air, not quite suffocating, but choking. The giant man fell onto the ground rendered unconscious. The battled was done.

With a simple, curt turn, Risen placed her weapon back upon her belt, then bowed to the royal family respectfully.
 
Kiara watched from her spot the first show, knowing already that the male Dragon, Rhett, was not someone she would choose for her own guardian. He was too flashy and that drew attention. What was the point of having a guardian if the said person was going to draw danger towards her? However, she had to admit, he was rather strong, for the axe appeared to be large and thundering. Even so, he wasnâ??t the one.

Perhaps the Royal Guards for himâ?¦ she thought vaguely, but ignored passing any judgments. After all, that was her siblingsâ?? job, not hers. Just as she thought about her siblings, she noticed one was making their way towards her from one balcony to another. A sudden cease in Rhettâ??s laughter made her glance back over towards the arena to see that the competitor, Risen, had thrown the large Dragon onto his back, before facing the royal family. Their eyes met for a brief moment, before she the female Dragon turned around and defeated Rhett in a few blows.

Flashy as well, warriorâ?¦ Kiara chuckled, finding this one amusing, before feeling a tap on her shoulder and her attention was drawn to her brother. â??Kyle, whatâ??s wrong? Not enjoying the show?â? the princess asked, offering him the seat that was left empty next to her; the place where her Royal Guardian would have sat if there was one.

â??Nay, it is rather entertaining to watch them. Raw power in strength, but I must wonder, how much magic do they wield? That would be a rather interesting competition if we were to host it, wouldnâ??t it?â? the amber haired male joked, giving one last glance at the arena, before glancing back at his younger sister. â??However, Iâ??m visiting you to ask you if youâ??d like to do what you had done the last time you choose a guardian.â?

The princess thought about that for a moment, remembering the last time the competition was held and she requested that out of the few she choose, they would duel each other in a large â??all-outâ?? fight until there was one last Dragon standing. That was the one Dragon she decided to have as her personal guard. â??No, not this time. We all saw how that turned out and that was a bad idea for me to suggest. It was ratherâ?¦brutal. You know how I hate seeing that.â? indeed, Kiara was rather strict about seeing that in front of herself, but she had suggested that because she didnâ??t believe they would do it. War and death was something Elves were able to stand, but it wasnâ??t something they enjoyed.

â??Very well. Iâ??ll make sure to strike that from the list of things to do.â? the prince half joked, despite the fact that it was true. He gave her a small pat on the shoulder, before standing up and leaving her side to inform the guards on the sidelines of what was to happen. Kyle had coordinated todayâ??s competition, since it was his turn, yet even though he didnâ??t exactly volunteered, he found that he rather liked this duty. Kiara had only once coordinated it and found that she did not enjoy it as much as her bother appeared to be.

The princess just shook her head and smiled slightly, before glancing back towards the arena. How many battles had passed as she spoke to her brother and zoned out? Perhaps she had missed a few battles of potential guardians, but what was done was done. Maybe it was just not meant to be for those people that passed her sight and they were not meant to cross paths as such. Those that would make it further into the semi-rounds would be seen after a few battles, so she hadnâ??t need to worry about missing a strong guardian or not.
 
There were three more matches before the semi final matches came about. Many of the warriors disabled their opponents or each other in past matches. There were just a handful of them left now, and the competition would be heating up even more now. There was a barrier all around the arena now, to protect the spectators from being harmed as the Dragons would no doubt be using more powerful abilities in their bouts in an attempt to impress the Royal Family, and most importantly, the heir to the throne. Risen was set to compete in the first of the matches, along with another Dragon that had finished their match in a rather flashy matter.

The guard who served as the referee came forth once more, introducing the two warriors. He then announced the beginning of the match, then jumped back out of the way.

The competitor dropped back into a stance, then performed a few Tai Chi like movements, rousing the earth below himself. He rose slightly into the air on a pedestal of earth, several rings of earth rose around him, swirling around him quickly. What appeared to be a dragon made of earth quickly flew in Risen's direction. She jumped to the left to dodge it, finding that there was another rising from the place where she landed. With a fancy shuffle of her feet, she stepped back holding a hand up to shield her face. The earth dragon cut the back of her hand open, causing it to bleed. The open wound was quickly covered by black scales, and those scales soon covered her entire hand.

Risen's fingernails lengthened and sharpened. She didn't want to have to go this far before the final match, but it would be reckless of her not to. When the next dragon came flying her way she struck out at it with her claw. Upon impact, a spark could be seen blowing the dragon to bits. A flurry of different earth dragons came flying in her direction. She jumped up into the air, then kicked off of the nearest earth dragon and jumped off it and down to the nearest dragon, quickly making her way through them until she was right upon her enemy. She skillfully maneuvered behind him, spinning around to deliver a kick to his torso. Her attack was easily blocked and countered, the blow rattling her skull and sending her back to the ground.

She flipped over backward, narrowly managing to come to a stop on her feet. Another dragon flew in her direction, this one larger than the others. The attack was heading directly toward the crowd. She dropped down to her back and punched upward breaking the dragon apart. She rolled over onto her side, then popped up into the air, landing on the back of it as it flew back to the man. Once it was close enough, she jumped up into the air. After several rotations, she hit the earth dragon and broke it to bits. The man struck out at her, she blocked the blow and slid back a few feet. The instant she stopped moving, she took off running at the man.

A punch was thrown at the man, he narrowly dodged it by spinning around wrapping earth around his hand to strike hat her. She blocked the blow with her clawed hand, sending a shock into the man's body. She flipped around and landing a blow to the man's head with her foot. It sent a shock through the man's body once more, leaving a tingling sensation. Risen turned slightly, landing several blows on the man. Each blow sending shocks through his body. She ended the fight with a final blow to the man's face, the bolt that transferred into his body sent into the ground twitching.

Once again, Risen turned to face the royal family and bowed.
 
The princess watched with dull eyes, yet luminous eyes at the show. This â??Risenâ?? was a strong fighter, with razor sharp reactions and wasnâ??t hesitant to strike. That was always a plus, as no one would want to have a bodyguard that would react after she had been attacked.

â??So, Kiara, have you seen one you like at all?â? her mother suddenly questioned. The King just glanced over towards her with a raised eyebrow, but focused on the competition with rapid eyes; he had to keep an eye out on those he might want to replace as his guard as well. After all, the King had to keep his guards in numbers, not just one like his family members had.

â??Oh, they are so hard to pick from, mother. I just donâ??t know who I would choose.â? Kiara joked, chuckling slightly behind her hand, before recomposing herself. Both her mother and her knew that she was joking, because while the princess appeared to be not paying attention to anyone special, she was already eyeing a few people in the finals. One specifically was Risen herself. The Sky Dragon was rather beautiful to the eye and powerful to boot. Even though those two factors were a plus on their own, it was the black scales that caught the princessâ?? attention. Beautiful and shiny, dull yet resilient. The blonde had to wonder if the scales were as soft to the touch as they appeared.

Forgive me mother, but Iâ??m afraid Iâ??m going to have to be a bitâ?¦bias on my choice this decadeâ?¦ Kiara mentally chuckled, before standing up and raising a hand towards the crowd. The mutterings and cheering for Risen stopped as they saw the princess request for silence.

â??As lovely as all of this as been, I believe I have found my Royal Guardian.â? her blue orbs landed on the Sky Dragon and she slowly smiled. This one was beautiful and if all went well, she would make a lovely pet. Though not many would have guessedâ??but perhaps they did?â??the guards were more than just someone to watch over them. They were supposed to be everything for the person they were protecting. It was no question that the King had many times slept with his guards, all males, none female in his entire life. The King was rather faithful towards his wife in that aspect, and it was the Queen that had the final say of whom he took to bed with. That was well known among the children.

The guards were not only for bodily protection, but they would serve as a mental barrier and a public barrier. It was much easier to get rid of a guard for getting pregnant or so, than it was to get rid of a commoner. Such brutal truthsâ?¦but no worries, Iâ??m sure I wonâ??t force you to get pregnant, Risenâ?¦ the princess grinned down at her new subject. The last guardian had been requested to sleep with a male for Kiaraâ??s enjoyment, but sadly, she was terminated before she gave birth. If she hadnâ??t, the princess still would have told the guardian to marry that man. It wasnâ??t her fault they didnâ??t wear protection.

â??Princess?â? a guard called for her, causing her to realize that she was loosing herself in thoughts again. It was best to let the past guard go, even if she had meant to her more than a guard at the time.

â??Ah yesâ?¦take her to my chambers and I shall deal with it after a few more games.â? Kiara answered, before moving back towards her seat. In the entire time, she did not even look at Risen, as if it didnâ??t matter. Perhaps it did matter, but if one was going to be part of this competition, they had to have realized they had no saying of where they were going to be placed.
 
Risen had been lost in thought, thinking ahead to the next match. She silently wondered who her opponent would be, what their abilities would be, and how much of a fight she would be in for. The sound of the crowd quickly died down, the area becoming eerily silent. The young dragon knight looked up to the balcony above where she spied the Princess standing with her hand held high, silently signaling the crowd to quiet. It seemed as if that last performance was enough to rouse the interest of the Princess, and had earned her the coveted position of the Princess' Royal Guard. This was the highest honor that any of the common Dragon folk could achieve, the closest many could come to being royalty themselves.

Several guards surrounded Risen, tapping their spears against the ground. The man in the front leaned in and whispered a few words to her, explaining that the Princess would meet her in her private chambers. Risen turned to the balcony once more, bowing more deeply towards the royal family before leaving the arena with the guards. They moved in silence, their footsteps perfectly synchronized as they traversed the halls of the Sable Royal Palace, escorting Risen through the back passage to the private chambers of Princess Kiara. She was strictly instructed not to sit down, touch anything, or do much of anything until the Princess came to the room.

What was she to do other than what she was told? Risen stood in the chambers facing the door. Her weapons had been taken by the guard and to be held outside until after the Princess conversed with her. Two of the guards stood on either side of the door outside, standing at attention and awaiting the arrival of Kiara.
 
â??Well, that was unexpected, Kiara.â? her father chuckled, before shaking his head and waving it off with his left hand. â??Do as you please thoughâ?¦just no funny business. Outside of your usual that is.â?

â??Of course.â? the princess grinned, before bowing towards her parents and leaving the balcony. Kiara knew that she could have stayed for the final rounds and in a sense it would have been useful, because what if there was someone stronger than Risen? But that wasnâ??t the reason why she picked the warrior, so the princess was not worried about encountering another Dragon that might have been stronger. Those Dragons would join the Royal Guards among the rank, but they werenâ??t as beautiful as the Sky Dragon in her eyes. She would have no other in her bed chambers.

The walk towards her chambers was in silence. The guards standing around, protecting the areas of the castle, gave her small nods to signal a welcoming, but other than that, they dared not to speak without turn. She figured it must have been a lonely duty, without anyone to converse with but the Dragon or Elf standing next to them. However, as she had learned, Elves werenâ??t exactly fast relationship builders. Though people would have assumed that Dragons were the hardest to befriend, Kiara believed that the Elves were probably worst. She spoke from experience, because her people were untouched by time. Without the sense of death coming soon on the horizon, Elves didnâ??t ever have to worry about speeding up anything. It was a flaw that caused many Elves to be considered lone creatures aside from their own race, because rarely did many other races live long enough to truly befriend an Elf.

When she finally reached her door, she motioned for them to open the door for her and entered her room. Inside, Risen stood straight and proud in the center of her room, facing her. She was impressed that this one hadnâ??t decided to just sit down, especially after such long battles and she must have been tired. â??So you are Risenâ?¦â? Kiara muttered, stepping closer and signaling them to close the door. The princess then proceeded to circle the Sky Dragon and observe her, as if the warrior had won the battle to become the prize.
 
In the future, there would be plenty of times when Risen was tired and she was on duty. It was her job to stay aware and to protect the Princess, and that was what she would do. If the Princess required her to being going her duty right here and right now, she would do just that without complaint. As the Princess began to walk in circles around her, she stood still and at attention, only following the princess with her eyes. "I am your Highness," Risen said, bowing her head respectfully as she spoke. Her voice was a bit husky in tone, but that was the way it naturally was. She didn't speak often because she thought her voice was a bit. . .well. . .odd when you considered how soft the voices of most females were in comparison. But so long as she was spoken to by any member of the Royal family, she would speak back.

"I am honored that you have selected me out of all of the others. I hope that I am able to fulfill my duties as your guard to your satisfaction in the future," she added. The Sky Dragon meant those words with the utmost sincerity. There were still many other battles to come, and some of the other Dragon warriors could have been more powerful than herself. A part of her wondered why the Princess selected her, and why so soon? Her first victory was overwhelming, but the second? That could have gone in either combatants favor. The Earth Dragon used his talents with incredible skill. The battle had actually been in his favor, as his element practically canceled out her own naturally.

It was by pure luck that she won that match. She'd say that to anyone who asked her of it, and explain why she wasn't just being modest. It was a good thing that she had such good control over her magical abilities. Otherwise? She would have most likely lost that match.
 
Kiara raised an eyebrow at the Dragonâ??s reply, outwardly showing nothing but that, but inwardly, amused. She had not asked a question, but merely made a statement. At the affirmation that this was indeed â??Risenâ??, made her want to chuckle. This was indeed going to be a fun playmate, despite the fact that this Dragon was clearly uneducated about how to act as a Royal Guardian. The single action of the bow was also a violation, but it was all overlooked when the princess realized how naturally husky Risenâ??s voice was. It was alluring and she was captivated.

The princess paused in her circling, stopping so that she was facing Risen and gazing at the slightly taller womanâ??s face. Height in the fact that the Dragons were just a larger race, but Risen must have been rather short for her kind, since Kiara was almost as tall. As the female Dragon said something about being honored to serve her and all those preliminary words that she had heard almost a hundred times over, the blonde just smiled softly. â??You know, I never liked that thought.â? she suddenly spoke up, stepping even closer towards Risen. â??I think it is I whom has been honored by having you has a guardian.â?

Crystalline blue eyes raked up and down her new guardianâ??s form, before she landed upon those ample breasts. It had been awhile since the last time she had been with someone, and the sight of such a lovely guardian was nice. Perhaps just a touch today would be enough to satisfy her curiosity about this Sky Dragon. â??Why donâ??t you strip for me and go lay on the bed...?â? the â??requestâ?? was obviously an order, but the tilt at the end of her voice made it sound almost as if it was an innocent question.
 
No, Risen was not brought up in a formal environment. She was merely a commoner who excelled at fighting. Her being here was because she fought to be here. And gaining this position as the Princess' guard? Due solely to her own skill. Among all of the fighters here, she was perhaps the youngest. She appeared to be around twenty two years of age, and in truth, she was. Unlike Elves who grew slowly, Dragons grew to a point and appeared to completely stop aging. Risen didn't know exactly when the point when she would appear to stop aging was.

She was. . .unaware that some of the things that she was doing know were wrong, but would learn proper everything in time. She wanted to do her very best for the sake of the Princess, and to honor her position as the Princess' Royal Guard. But the words that Kiara spoke left her a bit surprised and confused. Just what was she getting at? Risen could help but to lock eyes with the elven beauty before her as they paused to look at one another. There was. . .an odd look in the eyes of the Princess, something that made her twitch almost uncomfortably. But finally? Finally came the question that left her utterly dumbfounded. Strip for the Princess and lie down on the bed?

Risen's lips parted to protest, but then she remembered where she was and who she was standing before. It was her obligation to do whatever the Princess asked of her. The sky dragon said nothing, she merely did as she was ordered to. She first removed her coat, then the scarf around her neck. Those were rather easy to get past. Going beyond that? That was another story. Her hands almost trembled as she opened the white shirt she had been wearing, dropping it to the floor. Her bra came next, fully exposing the chest that the princess seemed to have staring at. She removed her boots next, then came her trousers and finally her panties.

Her flesh was, the same, pale color as her face. There were a few black scales here and there on her body, most notably around her hand which had yet to have healed completely. The claw like nails were a deep crimson shade in color. She wordlessly went over to the bed and laid down on her back as she had been ordered to, nervously awaiting whatever was coming next.
 
Protesting was usually the first sign of rebelling. Next came belligerent babbling, and then after that, was death. The Elvin princess tolerated only so much, but she enjoyed the challenge. Death wasnâ??t even of her doing, as it was her father that would get annoyed and either has the guardian beheaded, or worst, shamed and stripped of their status. Nothing was worst than to be shamed from knowing that you had not fulfilled your duty.

When Risenâ??s lips parted to protest, Kiara was almost certain that this Sky Dragon was heading down the wrong direction, but as it was, she was surprised again at the obedience she found. Looks like this one can be taught after allâ?¦ she mentally chuckled, as she watched Risen undress herself. The clothes fell off easy enough, but it appeared that the hands peeling them off were shaking slightly. The Sky Dragonâ?¦was she a virgin? After all these years and perhaps centuries, a Dragon to remain a virgin was rare indeed.

The princess couldnâ??t even say she was one, and she was supposed to be â??pureâ??. However, the carnal desires of the body were easily sought after once the body has had a taste. Kiara licked her lips once her guardian was completely nude, and then followed the Dragon warrior as she moved to lie down on the bed. Even laying flat on her back, the other womanâ??s breasts appeared to be large, when it should have been â??shrunkenâ?? from the force pushing down on it. â??Youâ??re very pretty, Risen.â? the blonde commented, gently brushing her hand along the tone stomach of her pet.

This was a fine prize indeed, and Kiara had to wonder why this little pet was just so alluring. The body was flawless to her eyes, just specks of scales that would appear here and there on the body, but that was â??naturalâ?? for dragons. It wasnâ??t spoken, but it was obvious that Risen was expected not to move as the princess explored the Dragonâ??s body with her hand. The flesh was soft, and even the few scales that her fingers brushed pass were ratherâ?¦soft to the touch. At least, as soft as any Dragon scale could feel like. When her fingers trailed higher and higher from the abdomen, they finally traced the outlining of the left breast.

The flesh was supple and firm to the touch, yet soft like a babyâ??s bottom. She groped at it for a few moments with two fingers, just pressing them around and feeling it with her thumb, before they narrowed down towards the nibble at the center. It was darker than the rest of the skin, with a shade of pink and light brown, enticing her to pluck at it. With a steady hand as if she had complete control, Kiara pressed the nipple between her fingers and gently rolled it around until the flesh unconsciously perked at the stimulation and cold air. Once she was satisfied, she just lifted her hand up and stared at it, before leaving the breasts to trail her hands downwards. The princess wasnâ??t surprised to see that Risen was naturally her hair color, as she found that the carpet did match the drapes. A small chuckle escaped her as she twirled a strand of pubic hair between two fingers.

Suddenly, the blondeâ??s hand withdrew and she stood up. â??Get dressed, Risen. I want you to go down to the dungeons and get your official uniform. Canâ??t dress like any other guard if you are to be the Royal Guardian, now can you?â? the princess grinned, before dismissing the Sky Dragon and moved towards her vanity mirror to brush out her hair. The wind that day was rather harsh.
 
When one thought of becoming one of the Royal Guard, one thought of the prestige and honor that came with the job. One thought of the fame and the fortune, or honoring one's family by introducing such a title with their family name. Stripping down and being felt up by the one you were supposed to protect? That wasn't something that would cross the mind of any who were hoping to gain such honor. And yet, here Risen was, on her back on the Princess' bed being stared at with what could only be described as lustful eyes. Honestly, it made Risen very uncomfortable, which would be see in the way that she fidgeted. More so in the way that her eyes looked elsewhere from Kiara.

A virgin? This particular dragon? The answer to that was a startling yes. She had never been touched or looked at by any other living being. The princess was the first to do such things to her, and Risen was sure that this was only the beginning. The thing about it was that the Sky Dragon the princess was going to do those things to didn't feel any romantic feelings towards women. The thought of being. . .used by the princess made her even more uncomfortable. But if this was something that was a part of the job, she would have to do it. To turn down the opportunity to be a Royal Guard was preposterous. It was certain that neither the princess nor any other members of the royal family would just let her walk away either. She'd probably be locked away in the dungeons. Or worse.

To receive a compliment from the princess was. . .an honor, even if it was given in such a situation. Before Risen could express her gratitude for such kind words, she felt a hand against her body. Instantly, a rosy tint rose in her cheeks. The touch was gentle and soft, sensual in a way. It sent shivers up and down her spine, but she did her best not to move or make a sound out of fear of angering the princess. The princess' hand slowly moved up her body and to one of her breasts, which it seemed the princess had been fixated upon for some time. Again came a nervous twitch as her body was being played with like a toy. Being groped and having her nipple teased sent shocks through her body. They had an odd feeling but. . .it felt good at the same time. The princess must have known was she was doing, because her attention quickly went elsewhere.

Risen watched carefully as the princess played with her pubic hairs, wondering if she would be doing anything more? She did seem to be enjoying herself, laughing as she amused herself. Every time her fingers moved, they gently brushed her skin over and over again, gliding over it like they were traversing the finest of silks. It was. . .somehow arousing. But such satisfaction would not be had just yet. The princess would leave things at that for now it seemed, leaving Risen somehow satisfied and disappointed at the same time. She was happy she was no longer being played with but for some reason, her body craved to be touched again and again by the princess. Her touch was so gentle.

Risen did as she was instructed and redressed herself. The clothing that she wore here today was given to her by the leader of the village where she was raised, as it would have been embarrassing to them all if she went to compete in the Selection trials appearing to be a mere peasant. Once she was dressed, she excused herself and stepped outside of the door to the princess' chambers. Outside, she was immediately stopped by one of the guards, and her weapons were placed back into her hands. As if knowing what had happened in the room already, the guard motioned for the others to change there position around the door. Now, one stood on either side while on stood directly in front of it , leaving just enough room for the door to open.

The Sky Dragon was silent as she was taken down to the dungeon, her thoughts racing through her mind a mile a minute. This certainly wasn't what she had been expecting. No, this wasn't what she thought this would be like at all. She hadn't even been officially given her title yet and the princess had already both seen her nude and felt her up. And though Risen was sure that she wasn't attracted to women in that way, the princess left her body craving more of that seemingly ethereal touch. She was questioning her own sexuality now.

When they reached the dungeon, screams and whistles could be heard from the prisoners. Most of them hadn't seen a woman in decades. Risen didn't like receiving the attention, but she didn't let it show on her face. Her eyes remained fixed ahead of her, following after the guard closely. They found the dungeon master sitting in an office on the other side of the celled area, and from there, they were lead to the armory. The guard stopped at the door and stood before it while the dungeon master took her inside. There were all kinds of cases and chests inside, each of them filled with different types of things. Swords, axes, and daggers in display cases, armor set upon mannequins. . .a smith would surely have a field day going over all of the different things here, and the quality of them.

A case was shoved into her arms, the raiment of the Royal guard within. She was to take it to her chambers and change into it immediately. She was taken to the the other guard, lead through the dungeon's, and taken to her chambers. They were located in a room that was directly connected to the room of the princess. There was a secret door along the back wall that was shown to her by the guard. The key to which was placed in her hand and she was strictly ordered not to use it unless it was an emergency. The guard then left her in private giving her some privacy so that she could change. Risen to the case over to the dresser and it down her fingers tracing the surface of the intricately carved wood. She slowly loosened the clasps, popping the case open.

She stripped down to her undergarments, folding her clothing and placing everything on the edge of the bed for the moment. She pulled on the crisp white tunic, the gray stockings, the blue gold and white pleated skirt, the mithril chain mail vest, the blue and gold trimmed overcoat, the white gloves, and finally, the light weight armored greaves. Now that she was dressed, she wondered what she should do. The Princess nor the Guards specified what her next directive was. Perhaps she should return to the side of the Princess? In all of her thoughts, she failed to hear the faint sound of the unlatching lock in the background.

If she had noticed, Risen would know that the secret door was being opened. . .
 
Once Risen had left the room, she began to brush her hair into two separate bundles. The princess hated having her hair plainly hanging around her face, so she would usually tie the strands into a half bun that hung below her neck. As she worked on her hair, Kiaraâ??s thoughts filtered back to her new guardian. The Sky Dragon was rather on the â??strong and silentâ?? side, though she would have to admit that there wasnâ??t much room to speak when one wasnâ??t allowed to in the Royalâ??s presence. Risen had stayed silent for the most part, even when asked to strip, and when the princess allowed her hand to partly explore that body, she was amazed at how easy Risen had taken the treatment.

For a brief moment, there was a look of confusion, then surprise, and finally, it all melted into a mixture of arousal and nervousness. No one had ever denied Kiaraâ??s touch, perhaps because they feared to be put to death, or perhaps, they truly enjoyed having the â??pureâ?? princess lay her pristine hand upon their flesh. While many Elves desired to be in her bed, the blonde only took in Dragons. It was a bundle of reasons that led to that, one of them being power. Power was something that everyone knew could corrupt if not handled correctly. With every Royal position in life, they knew that it was possible to feel the need for more power, more strength, more control.

Kiara found that to prevent herself from letting it get to her head, she would fulfill her needs via her bed partners. The Dragon clan was said to be one of the strongest groups out there, rivaling the Elvin kingdoms. While Elves held their strengths in magic and were untouched by time, Dragons were in might and their own bodies. To feel that strength under her, to control that strengthâ?¦it was exhilarating. She knew that those who submit to her would cry out in either pain or pleasure, but none would dare to strike back. Those who have struck back had been ruthlessly brought down to be tortured or killed. One Dragon could take out perhaps an un-expecting princess as herself, but one Dragon could not risk the alliance their kingdoms had formed. One Dragon was not as strong as an army of those beasts.

Standing up, she moved towards the washing basin and gently dipped the cloth into the cool water to wash her face. Throughout the years, she has had many lovers, some willing, some not so willing. But Kiara realized that as the years went on her love for each guardian had not grown any less as the last. Elvin-kin were gifted with what other creatures called the â??Vast Heartâ??. They were able to love continuously and their only weakness was to be either slain in battle or die of a broken heart. It was strange that the princess had not died of a broken heart for all her lovers that had died defending her or because she had triumphed over the sand of time, while the some had not.

That was her weakness. Kiara had never allowed herself to â??mateâ?? with any of her lovers, to bind them in a ritual so old in time, there was no known way to â??reverseâ?? it. The blonde knew for certain that no one that became her guardian was going to outlive her. They would all eventually parish under her touch, lingering against her skin as if they couldnâ??t stand the thought of leaving her alone. Slain in battle or time, it was all the same. Dragons had a natural lifespan. Elves did not. It really wasnâ??t a surprise, but it still hurt every single time she found someone that would live long days with her, survive all those invasions and battles, only to lose them to the test of time.

Such fragile begins when the ultimate test comesâ?¦ Kiara sighed, shaking her head and drying her face. She told herself not to think about all those depressing things further, before moving towards her drawer to find something suitable to wear for the night coming. In the faint background, she could hear the roar of the crowds, the sound of the trumpets, and the ring of the holy songs. The competition had ended and it signaled that the night was coming for the grand ball, where the new Royal Guards would be given a feast to celebrate their achievements. The princess herself would have to attend with her new guardian, but for now, she figured she had a good hour to rest before she went.

The blonde hummed softly as she pulled on a soft gown. Cloth leaves and vines wrapped around her form as the gown hugged her curves lovingly. The baby green material shimmered with magic and enhanced her crystalline blue eyes, making them appear like they glowed with the Northern Starâ??s radiance. The material was rather thin, so the peachy hue under it was actually her skin; the cloth taking the color of her natural body to add to its beauty. â??Well, I suppose this will do.â? she muttered to herself. Brushing the fine wrinkles out of the outfit, Kiara glanced to the side of her bed and smiled at the small hidden door she knew to be there.

It had been quite some time she had used that door, so perhaps today would be a good opportunity to use it. The princess made sure that her gown was not going to get dirty, before leaning against the wall and gently sliding her fingers over the smooth surface. A small glow shimmered along the wall, outlining what appeared to be a door just a bit lower than her head and rather thin. The rush of air that came with the door opening breezed pass her hair, before the wall dented in and the â??doorâ?? slid to the side like some automated object. It appeared her magic was still rather heavily laced into the door, reminding her that she probably didnâ??t need to renew it for another good century or so.

Entering into the passage area, she slowly walked down the curving path and lightly fingered the walls. Beautifully carved marble lined the area, build to last for as long as she desired to use this place. The secret passage was created at first so that her guardian could rush to her side without having to go through the doors and guards, as a precaution for anything. Over time, it became unnecessary for the guardians to do that, so instead, the princess used this passage to visit her guardian, or order them to visit her. When she reached the end, her hand rested against what appeared to be a solid wall, gently pressing down against the marble surface.

On the other side, the visible â??doorâ?? gave a small sound of being unlocked, before the magic disbursed and Kiara easily pushed the secret door open. â??Well, I really havenâ??t used this for so long, it feels like a little adventure again.â? the blonde softly laughed, as she took the last step into Risenâ??s room. Her eyes sparkled with mirth as she gently closed the door and tilted her head at the guardian, watching closely for her reaction to the princessâ?? sudden entrance.
 
Risen hadn't noticed that the princess was there. Not at first. She was opening and closing her left hand. There was still a bit of a sting in it from where it had been ripped open by the Earth Dragon's attack during the competition. The hand was still covered with scales, but the claws that her nails formed retracted back into her hand. It felt much better than it had before. It was only when her eyes caught a glimpse of the mirror that she noticed that she was no longer alone in her room. How long had the princess been there without her noticing? There was something about that quizzical look on the face of the princess that seemed to see right through her, only making her feel more embarrassed than she already was. Just how bad of an impression had she been making so far? The princess must have thought her an idiot. Touched in the head. Something like that.

With a quick, swift motion, she turned to face the princess, lowering her head slightly to both avoid making eye contact and to hide the rosy tint of her cheeks. "I'm sorry your Highness, I didn't notice you were there. I-I mean here. I hope you can forgive me insolence," she said softly. Kiara must have some to the room through the secret hall that the guard had been speaking of. Thinking now, the Sky Dragon wasn't quite sure what to do in this situation? What was the proper etiquette? Perhaps she should have studied up on those things more rather than just focusing on her own strength and skill. If she had done that, would she have been capable of capturing the attention of the princess as she had?

This experience was proving to be a nerve racking one. It was much too late to back out of this now and return home. She already had her chambers, she was wearing her uniform, and then there was this princess who seemed to be taking much more of an interest in her than she had shown in anyone or anything else in the short time that she had seen the Elven beauty. Risen wondered if she should say anything more or not. The only directive that she had been given was to watch herself and her tongue in the presence of Royalty, and to speak when spoken to. Would the princess take offense to her silence? With only one directive to go on, she remained quiet and waited, nervously, to hear whatever the princess had to say.
 
Kiara smirked slightly at the reaction she received for being found in the room. Risen didnâ??t seem like she comprehended for a moment, before she was embarrassed. The princess wondered why this Dragon was so cute when embarrassed, before she moved towards her to get a good look at what the other woman had dressed in. Risenâ??s greeting and apology was completely ignored, despite knowing that she should have at least reassured the poor girl that she wasnâ??t offended by the lack of response at first. In fact, she was almost pleased to see the lost look upon her guardianâ??s face, worrying over what to do and not knowing what was proper to do and what was â??etiquetteâ?? in this kingdom.

It appears there is much to teach you, Risenâ?¦ the princess chuckled, already knowing that the lessons would be fun to teach. Risen appeared to have come from the lower â??rankedâ?? villages, being uneducated about certain things that others were. Even her last guardian had known what to do and how to act, so she supposed the last one was from a higher ranked one.

Instead of speaking, Kiara just stared at the new outfit, finding it rather beautiful and suiting. Her new guardian was beautiful indeed, and she had to wonder if the other woman had been arousedâ??truly aroused and not just forced stimulatedâ??by her touches. Did Risen enjoy her touches long after her hands left her body? Only time and trials would tell her that, so she would take this at the pace she desired. â??Youâ??re very quiet, Risen. An aspect of a warrior or perhaps you just donâ??t know what to say to me?â? the princess wondered to herself, not specifically asking for the Dragon to respond to her. The blonde got very close to her, their breasts almost touching, before she backed away and moved to sit on the bed that Risen would be calling her own from now on.

â??So, you must have some questions for meâ?¦you may ask them while we have the time. I donâ??t want you to be afraid of me, nor do I want you to defy me. You will respect me as your princess, even if you still see the Dragon princess as your leader. Whatever goes in your mind, you will not defy my word. It is law. However, I am not your masterâ?¦unless you want me to be.â? Kiara grinned playfully, before tapping the ground in front of her with her foot. She clearly meant for Risen to kneel on the ground while they conversed.
 
Risen carefully watched the movements of the princess and listened to every word that she said, committing them all to memory. Upon being prompted to kneel, she did just that. The prospect of the princess being her master? She didn't quite know how she felt about it. Just thinking about the possibilities of what would happen made her blush.

The princess was absolutely right in her musings. Risen didn't normally speak a lot anyway for many reasons. A part of it was because she was raised to believe that a warrior spoke more with their actions than their words, another reason, the odd tone of her voice. But not knowing what to say and fearing that she may offend the princess somehow were two major factors in the reason that she was remaining near silent. Risen was but a country bumpkin as human folk would call her. She grew up in a rather poor village, and wasn't as cultured as the city folk were. That didn't mean that she wasn't proud of where she had come from though. Her life before coming here may have been humble, but she wouldn't have wanted it to be any different.

"I must beg your forgiveness your Highness. I'm afraid I'm rather. . .lost when it comes to such formalities. I'm sure you have already realized that I come from a humble beginnings in my homeland. I don't mean to disrespect or offend you in any way. If I have, I sincerely apologize," she said softly, keeping her head and her eyes low. "I haven't been well educated in the customs and practices of Sable, but I would be honored if you could teach me what I need to know so that I may serve both you, our Highness, and this kingdom to the best of my abilities."

The truth was, Risen wasn't well educated at all. She wasn't stupid by any means though. If someone taught her, she would learn and she would learn quickly. She would do what she needed to do to make this kingdom a safer place, and she would give her all to protecting the princess. Though she still had respect for her old leaders, she had just as much respect for her new ones.
 
A small sigh passed her lips that could have been a sigh of frustration or the beginning of a laugh. Her new guardian truly was very simple in upbringing, leaving her an almost clean, white slate for Sable to mar in any direction it desired. While Kiara was not one to mind others and how they were raised, she was almost glad for this refreshing difference. With Risen being someone that did not know many customs, the princess had the ability to leave out the ones she did not like while teaching her guardian. Such as formal words for when they were enter night or when they would part, actions to do before and after bed or how to address her. Little things that annoyed her to no ends but she had to endure when it was a guardian that knew their customs.

The princess leaned back against the palm of her hands and lifted her foot, gently tapping it against Risenâ??s chin, before forcing the Dragonâ??s head to lift up and look at her while she raised her foot even higher. This Dragon was such a beautiful creature on her kneesâ?¦ she almost wanted to harm her. Almost, because Elves were not violent beings. Placing her foot down again, she glanced out of the window to see that they still had a good half an hour before they should be going, so she toed off her sandal. â??Of course we will educate you in Sableâ??s wayâ?¦but there is no need for such formalities in your words when youâ??re with me, Risen.â? the blonde offered, rising her bare foot to rest it against Risenâ??s thigh, before sliding it upwards so that she was teasing the inner thighs. â??If you are to be my guardian, you are to be my friend as well.â?

Even as she informed the Sky Dragon of what her position was, which contradicted what she was suppose to be at the same time, the princess knew that there was no way Risen could be all and everything. To please one person would to be displeasing another. Kiara told Risen that entire she was suppose to be in her own way. To defy her was to be against the princess herself, but to speak formally was to please the kingdom of Sable. The blonde would leave it up to Risen to balance her duties as well as sort her priorities as to who was more important to her to please.

While she was waiting for a response to her statement, Kiara pressed her foot gently down between the thighs, forcing them to spread slightly, before sliding upwards and gently pressing against Risenâ??s crotch. It was warmer than the rest of her body, which was to be expected. The princess smiled playfully as she gently used her big toe to massage where she suspected the split here to be; pressing the cloth deeper between the lips as she continued.
 
Risen was forced to look up at the princess as she felt the bridge of the Elven woman's foot against her chin. Her eyes remained downcast for a moment, hesitantly rising even more, eventually settling on the face of Kiara as she spoke. She wasn't to be so formal when alone with the princess, but knew that she would have to be whenever there was another in their company. A guard, another member of the royal family, or even a servant. Surprise could be seen on the face of the young dragon as Kiara spoke of the two of them being friends. As a member of the Royal Guard and the personal protector of the princess, Risen was obligated to do things that all knights were to do. Honor the royal family, enforce peace and justice, and serve Sable. But there would be times when serving Sable and serving Kiara were sure to conflict. When times such as those arose, what would she do?

She would serve the Princess. That was the entire reason that she was here - to serve and protect the princess of this kingdom.


"As you wish - " Risen immediately stopped and corrected herself. Before she could utter another syllable, she could feel the foot of the princess against her thighs. The feeling her legs got from being teased in such a way made chills up and down her spine. It felt so strange yet, so good. She couldn't help but feel stimulated from it. "Thank y-you for such k-kindness. I-I would be honored t-to be considered a f-f-friend in your eyes," she said, trying to maintain her composure. Risen turned her face away from the princess, hiding how flushed her face was becoming as that silky touch made her squirm. After being teased before? It was hard to remain calm and collected. Kiara didn't seem to be willing to allow her to do such a thing though.

Risen's breath slowly became more ragged as Kiara expertly maneuvered her foot along her legs, slowly find her way to the one spot that she avoided touching a short time ago. She had been fine, for the most part, until the princess found the opening to her crotch, and her toe began to tease it. Both of her hands instantly hit the floor and she nearly doubled over from the stimulation. Her body was slowly becoming more hot, and the princess would definitely take notice to the way that her body began to react, her hips slowly flicking forward toward the toe allowing it to probe into her guardian's body even more. If the princess had any doubts about the way that her touch affected Risen, she would know for sure now.
 
Kiara watched her guardianâ??s reaction to her touches, gauging how far she should go and when. The instant her foot began to press and tease the crease between Risenâ??s crotch, the Dragon nearly doubled over and the princess would have jumped from the sound of two hands smacking the ground, if not for the fact that she had expected a similar reaction. The Sky Dragon was definitely enjoying her touches, as her toe dug in even further, pressing the cloth between the folds and gently touching inwards.

Risen was an interesting Dragon indeed, being so innocent to these touches and finding pleasure in them so quickly for a beginner. That wasnâ??t to say it was a bad thing, because that just meant that the princess had a new toy to tease, that was all. She would teach this little minx the ways of pleasuring and to pleasure, while Sable would toughen Risenâ??s strengths in the ways of battling. Every guardian was expected to both please and pleasure, so this was also expected of the Sky Dragon.

â??How are you feeling, Risen?â? the princess asked softly, half expecting no answer, as she pressed her big toe deeper between the crease. Once it was obvious that there was a line between the vaginal folds, Kiara drew her foot back and just stared at her â??workâ??. It didnâ??t look too different from the others, and even though Risen showed a bit more of her â??Dragonâ?? form, more so than any of her other guardians had, this one was rather beautiful in her transformation. The blonde glanced back over towards the time again and saw that there was just five more minutes she had to play with her new guardian, so she stood up to kneel down in front of the other woman.

Her hand darted down between those thighs and gently pressed against the crotch area that her foot had been playing with. â??Let me help you with that before we go, shall I? This would feel rather uncomfortable, wouldnâ??t it?â? Kiara â??askedâ?? playfully, while she rubbed the area that if it was nude, might have gotten wet from the attention. Smiling slightly, she pinched â??a random spotâ??, which just so happened to be where the clitoris was and gently pulled the cloth until it was free from the crease. Once Risenâ??s clothes were â??normalâ?? again, she stood up and waved towards the door. â??Shall we go to the ball now?â?
 
It was all Risen could do not to scream out in pleasure from the touches of the princess. Even though it was just her toe, she used it as if she had done this many, many times before. As Kiara pushed more and more into her body, she could feel her hips twitching, moving down on it almost involuntarily. Even though this was a woman doing this, the Sky Dragon couldn't help but feel so good. Would this have felt just as good if she were being touched like this from a man? Would a man know just the right way to touch her to turn her on so much?

When asked how she felt, Risen attempted to respond, onto to find that toe even deeper inside of her body. As she became more aroused, more of the black scales formed on her body. They framed her face now, covering large portions of her cheeks and her neck. She could feel them on her arms and her legs as well. Her scales were shiny, appearing to be like finely polished black onyx, and were just as smooth to the touch. Risen managed to will most of them away, but when the princess reached down and began to feel around her crotch with her hand, the dragon's body stiffened.

Her back straightened as the slender fingers moved about, rubbing the opening of her lower lips so playfully. And then? The princess made a grab for her clit. Once she had it, she pinched down on it, causing Risen's husky voice to rise into a loud, erotic moan. She pulled the cloth that had been bundling up withing the dragon's body free, leaving her guardian wet and wanting more. Unfortunately, they didn't have the time for anything else. Risen nodded numbly as the princess suggested they go, wobbling slightly as she stood. It would be for the best if she, at the very least, walked into the ballroom more composed than she was now.

The Sky Dragon took several deep breaths straightening her face and her clothes up. She was still dripping wet, and slightly uncomfortable, but she didn't have the time to change. Luckily, her skirt would cover the wet spot that was forming there between her legs. Before they left, Risen grabbed one of her long swords and slid it into place on her belt. She then escorted Kiara out of her room and to the ball room. With directions from the princess of course.
 
Kiara led the way towards the ballroom for them, thinking back to their moment together in the room. Risen had responded quite well, moaning and wetting herself to the princessâ?? touch. The Dragonâ??s scales had formed outward while she was aroused, something the blonde had yet to seen before. It amazed her at how beautiful the scales were; black and sleek, shiny and from what she could tell, soft as feathers. However, it was also a sign that her new guardian lacked control. Why, in the midst of orgasm, what if the Sky Dragon returned to her full form? While the princess enjoyed a Dragon in her bed, she did not want a fully turned one.

It was harmful not only to herself, but it could be harmful to Risen as well. This was just another mental note that she had to make to train the new servant better. If Kiara was planning to play with this one in public to tease her and cause her to orgasm while standing guard, then it would not do anyone any good if Risen was to loose control and destroy the throne room when she orgasmed. This will be a long journey towards training herâ?¦but she does show potential, so perhaps it wonâ??t be has hardâ?¦ she gently chuckled, glancing back towards Risen.

Once she was at the ballroom, those that were nearest to her and ones that saw her, bowed gently and smiled. They greeted her with formal words and congratulated Risen for becoming the new Royal Guardian. There were a few Dragons that made it into the guards, but they had had their sights set on higher things. Those Dragons gave Risen a bit of a glare, but nothing bad came out of it. They knew there strengths and to fight against the princessâ?? decision was just disrespectful to the royal family. Kiara bowed her head towards a few, giving small words of thanks and greeting as well, until she spotted her parents.

â??Mingle with these people if youâ??d like or you can join me in greeting my parents.â? the princess offered, giving Risen a choice of where she wanted to go. Without waiting for her response, the blonde dove through the crowd and gave more nods to people who greeted her, before making her way towards her parents.

â??Kiaraâ?¦are you enjoying your time with your new guardian?â? her mother suddenly asked, giving her daughter a small hug.

â??Of course, Mother. Couldnâ??t have found someone as fun as Risen.â? she grinned, somewhat innocent compared to what she had done to the poor Dragon.
 
The Sky Dragon was indeed young, and lacked a lot of experience in many areas of life. She had plenty of room left for improvement Her lack of self control as an outward reflection of the lack of experience that she had. The dragon wouldn't be returning to her full form anytime soon though. She didn't like being in that form, and had not been in it since she was a child. Whenever the feeling of transforming rose up within her, a part of her immediately, subconsciously, suppressed that feeling. At most, only a few patches of scales and her tail would spring forth. There were many more important things to worry about in any case. In Risen's mind, the only thing that truly mattered was protecting the princess and becoming the perfect guardian for her. Even thought it hadn't officially been done yet, Risen had already sworn loyalty to Kiara.

Risen ignored the disapproving glares received from the other competitors from the Trials earlier that day. She didn't seem particularly powerful to any of them, and she knew that. But what had they seen earlier that day? To matches. Each of which had some rather flashy endings. The first ended with her landing only a handful of heavy blows against a much larger opponent. The second was more of a trial it appeared. The earth dragon she fought skillfully used his abilities in an attempt to overwhelm her, only for her to use them to gain the upper hand against them. Neither one of her opponents were injured that badly after the fights, but with good reason. They were asked to do what was necessary to win, and to avoid unneeded bloodshed. She ended her fights as quickly and effectively as possible. She held back.

When it came to protecting the princess? She didn't plan on holding back in the least. If anyone dared to even look like they wanted to harm Kiara, Risen would make short work of them.

Humbly, Risen accepted the kind words of the Elven nobles commending her on her victories during the Trials, being selected as the Guardian for the princess, and complimenting her on her good looks, especially in her new uniform. Risen was careful to give them all the appropriate amount of time to say what they had to say, respond to their words respectfully, and keep up with Kiara all at the same time. The metallic heels of the greaves clicked against the ground, the sound of her shuffling loud enough to let the princess know that she was there just beside her every step of the way. When given a choice between the others at the party and staying next to the person she was supposed to be guarding? Risen stuck right beside the princess as she went to meet King and Queen of Sable. Rather than entertaining the guests and letting their words get to her head, she chose to stick by Kiara.

After respectfully bowing to the King and Queen, which was customary where she was from, she stood at the princess' side as she engaged with conversation with them. As usual, she kept quiet, but would speak if spoken to. The dragon could not help but blush a bit as Kiara commented on her being fun. Though she said it with such a sweet and innocent tone, Risen somehow knew that the fun Kiara had in mind wasn't quite what she made it sound like.
 
While people mingled in the ballroom, a few threw strange glances and some glares at Risen. Not many were impressed by this lower level Dragon being chosen to be the Royal Guardian. However, no one dared to go beyond just the regular glares and dirty looks, because any words could be carried to the princessâ?? ears, and that was something no one wanted to deal with. Kiara was a beautiful princess that had one of the biggest â??Vast Heartsâ?? that anyone knew of. She was suppose to be forgiving and kind, and even though she was most of the time, no one would doubt that the princess was has harsh and cold as an ice storm.

However, not all everyone was bothered, or even cared about the princessâ?? choice, so some werenâ??t as hostile towards Risen. Kiara had observed her guardianâ??s interactions as her mother spoke to her about formalities with a guardian that she lacked in the last one. The princessâ?? duty was to also take care of her guardian while they were in peaceful times, because the Dragon that served her had many duties and stress. Aside from daily training, there were also the princessâ?? needs and Sableâ??s needs. Risen was going to be worked to the bone and Kiara was asked to be easy on the Sky Dragon for the first couple of days, since the other woman would have to be taught Sableâ??s ways as well.

The princess glanced at Risen behind her and almost smirked; the invitation was not meant to be taken, but she guessed it didnâ??t harm that Risen had chose to be by her side. â??Worry not, mother. I know how to handle my guardians.â? the blonde princess waved a hand at her mother, as her father mentioned something about going to converse with the Royal Guards and congratulating them. She rolled her eyes and glanced back at Risen. Perhaps they were done for the night? Her only obligation was to visit her parents to show that she was happy with her choosing, as well as make her presence known for the new guards. Other than that, she was free to either mingle with the others or to leave.

For a long moment, after her mother had left, Kiara just stared at Risen. The Dragon stood tall and proud, not moving to speak out of turn since no one had spoken to her this entire time. â??Risen, would you care to dance with me?â? she finally asked, hearing a soothing and waltz song start to play in the background.
 
Risen was well aware that the task she had undertaken was not going to be an easy one. Things such as free time and days off no longer existed. She had to work all day every day to protect the princess, serve Sable, train her body and her techniques so that she could become a more powerful and more experienced fighter. Her daily schedule was crammed with all sorts of responsibilities. Could she handle those things? Only time would tell. The challenge was one that she felt she was up for. The Queen was considerate enough to tell Kiara not to work Risen too hard over the next few days so that the dragon could ease into her new responsibilities.

The dragon wasn't stupid though. She knew that her training would be tough and that the others would just make things harder for her. The only reason they weren't saying anything to her face right now was because the princess was there. It was also a good thing that Risen had some skill to speak of as well. Otherwise, she wouldn't have made it through all of the other competitions that she had gotten through to get where she was now. There was the competition in her village, in the province, then, in the kingdom. She wasn't the overall winner of that competition, but she had done well enough to be sent here to Sable. That said something about her abilities, did it now?

When the conversation that Kiara was having with her mother came to an end, the Sky Dragon found herself face to face with the princess. There was a long silence before the princess suddenly asked. . .if she wished to dance? A dance with the princess? It was something that most people in Sable only dreamed of doing. She was sure that most of the other competitors who fought in the Selection Trials would have loved to have this opportunity. The would probably have loved all of the things that the princess had been doing to her earlier as well. Though she felt honored to have such an opportunity, the truth was. . .she wasn't familiar with the kinds of dances that she was seeing here. This music, this food, the sights, the sounds, everything here was so different from what she had grown up knowing.

"I would be honored to your Highness but. . ." her eyes slowly wandered down to the floor, already feeling embarrassed, "I'm afraid I don't know how to. I wouldn't want to make some sort of mistake and embarrass you, especially here. Especially here in front of all of these people." She wasn't sure how the princess would react to her words, but Risen felt it was for the best that she was honest with the princess now before she did something to upset her.
 
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