The Wingman

Once upon a time, There was a dragon named Dave who guarded a princess in 

a castle. His job was simple but boredom is what Dave felt. Although the king

paid him well, to find joy in his career failed. He melted countless suitors, ogres,

and armies. All the bravest saw ferocious Dave and bailed. Basking in his 

boredom, a peasant farmer with a goat approached Dave's castle.  The farmer came

to trade a goat for goods, not to battle. As he traded with the peasant, a nobleman 

carried the princess through the back door and left. Dave had no idea where they 

went. Sitting and thinking how he was fooled was where Dave's time was spent.

He had no clue that the peasant was actually the nobleman's best friend. 

The End.

 

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