The Princess opened her eyes and saw two big boots. She slowly looked up... black riding trousers, hands with leather gloves, a helmet in one hand and a whip in the other, a white t-shirt and... a very handsome horseman.

I’m sorry, we were passing through and we were hungry. We didn’t realize that these strawberries belonged to anyone in particular.

I clearly told her, I told her this could be private property -- said the Dragon without opening his eyes.

Dragon!

Well I did, Princess.

Princess? Are you a princess? -- asked the man.

She is Odai, Princess Odai.

Then you shouldn’t be on the ground like that -- said the horseman, holding out a hand to her. The Princess took his hand and he helped her up. -- It’s very nice to meet you. I am also a prince and this is my land.

Prince? -- The Dragon opened one eye to peek.

If you’re hungry, I’ll take you to my castle. I’ll go get my horse. Don’t move, Princess. -- He walked away as he said this, the dog following behind him.

Now is the time, Princess, let’s make a run for it!

The Princess didn’t move; she was speechless.

Aren’t we going to escape?

The Writer, who didn’t say a word in front of the Prince since he is a very discreet writer, knew perfectly well why the Princess was speechless. He had noticed that look in Odai’s eyes when she saw the Prince for the first time.

What are you talking about, Writer? -- asked the Princess, coming back from cloud nine.

What cloud?

Come on, Princess, you can’t fool me. I wrote you! And even though you haven’t paid much attention to me throughout the story, I can clearly see what went through your mind when you saw the Prince.

Yeah? And what, according to you, went through my mind?

Well... his blond hair, his strong chin, his baby-blue eyes, his perfectly tanned face, his well-built body and his smell.

What smell?

The one you smelled as you held his hand to get up. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice it.

He does smell lovely, doesn’t he?

He’s a very attractive man, Princess.

So what? I’m not looking for a man right now.

They could hear a horse approaching.

Do I look good? -- asked the Princess who wasn’t looking for a man, as she fixed her hair and dress.

Funny.

The Prince arrived on his horse; a beautiful, white steed. He stopped right by the Princess. His eyes were shining and his golden locks were moving with the wind.

Climb up, Princess. I will take you to my castle. -- And he held his hand out to her again. The Princess just stared at him without saying a word. -- Princess?... Princess?

The Dragon coughed.

Me?