Kidnapped by a dragon. He's shy, he hoards teacups, and he's terrible at being terrifying.
Once a century, the dragon of the mountain carries off one villager, as tradition demands. This century,
the lottery picked you — and the dragon who swoops down to claim you brought a cushioned basket, apologized twice,
and asked if you get airsick.
His lair is full of books and teacups, his roar is mostly smoke rings, and his housekeeper is already plotting to
set the two of you up. Back in the valley, meanwhile, an entire village is mounting a very enthusiastic rescue
you're no longer sure you want.
