I must have fallen asleep, I dreamt about the time me and all my sisters were celebrating my birthday, the day before April was traded off. We were all playing in a meadow running and laughing. May said we should stop and rest so April suggested we should all tell each other what we wanted when we grew up, we had no idea that dad was going to trade us off.

April wanted to live by the ocean in a small cottage by herself so she could paint her days away. May wanted to become the first female royal guard soldier. June wanted to become a princess by marrying the kings second oldest son, she didn't want to marry the first oldest that would mean she would become Queen. It was my turn, I told them exactly what I wanted, a husband who understood me not just some guy who wanted to love me in bed. After that dad came back and ordered us into the wagon. That happened exactly one year ago on my 17th birthday. The rest of that day we were singing songs. Even my brother sang with us in a off key voice. That was a happy day for me.

Till that night came... The sounds of wolves could be heard in the distance. My brother told me that the wolves were the next fight. This was the night that my father ran off with my brother to attack the beasts... The fight drawled out till the morning hours. That's when my brother made a mistake...and my father made a deal with the alpha, a trade... My sister for my brother...

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I awoke with a guy in my room, in my mind I was still with my dad, my brother, and my sisters. I at first thought it was my brother coming in my inn room to wake me up. I shifted and pain and realization hit me. I was in the dragons fortress with a broken leg and there was a man in my room. "Who are you?" I asked the man in leather armor, his blonde hair was shining in the torchlight, green eyes startling me... They were, striking, for a lack of better terms.

"I was going to ask the same question but since you asked first I am prince Jason first son to the king. And you are?" Said the man tilting his head.

"Natalia, dragon slave." I spoke warily, debating wether or not to cry out for my dragon master.

"You enslave dragons?" he said with a look of awe. I nearly snorted at his look, like he was frightened of me.

"No... I am enslaved by a dragon." Maybe I shouldn't have said that...

"Oh...oh my goodness are you alright?" Or maybe I should've. He is showing me sympathy, that's a good sign.

"I have a broken leg but that's it," maybe he'll take me to a doctor or get me out of here.

"Darn it... That means we can't move you for a few months..." He said smirking in my direction. Um... That smirk I can tell was to be award winning, but it frightened me.

"What do you mean 'we'?" I asked wondering what he was talking about.

"As in you and me," he inched closer "As in I save you, kill the dragon, marry you, become king, then become a legend, then me, you, bed... Making love till the end of your days..." He jumped practically on top of me, shooting pain through my leg. He pressed his lips onto mine trying to shove his tongue between my lips. I clamped them shut denying him access. "Come on princess open up or I'll make this harder on you," I shook my head denying him.

"I'm not your princess and why would you want me?" I asked barely parting open my lips, in case he got any ideas.

"Hasn't anyone told you how gorgeous you are?" Do wha? I shook my head, then gasped as he gripped my leg, as soon as I opened my mouth he shoved his tongue in mine, he searched my mouth. I tried to push him off but every time I move he would grab my wound. A few seconds later he pushed himself off me with a smile on his face. "Feisty, I like you Gorgeous. I will be back in about three months to retrieve you and slay the dragon." He started to walk away.

"Don't hurry your highness..." I growled after him glaring daggers into his back.

"Oh don't worry I will my little dragon traitor." He said turning around, smiling like it was the most normal thing to say.

"Dragon traitor?" I asked.

"Yes because you will not tell the dragon about this so he will be taken by surprise which makes you it's traitor. A Dragons Traitor... Yes, I like the sound of that, because it makes you like me, seemingly harmless but a killer on the inside, see you later princess." That was when he finally released a laugh it was cold and hard...a evil man, as he turned, I called out.

"How are you going to get out?" I asked, he stopped in the doorway and looked at me over his shoulder.

"Through the broken window of course" he grinned then left. Great... it's my 18th birthday and I'm engaged to the prince. Yay... Wait if he fights Vlik he will never win, my brother was defeated by him and he was the best fighter I knew. Unfortunately he and my dad were the only fighters I knew. Jason might be better than them. What am I going to do? Should I not tell Vlik and be the traitor Jason wants me to be? Should I disobey royalty and tell Vlik? Should I ... OWW... I have got to stop doing this.

I have to think this through and relax. Vlik took care of you after dad traded you, he also let you live instead of die, he put you in your room after he heard something outside, but he was also a big jerk to you most of your life and you captive. Jason wants you to be his sexy wife and not tell Vlik anything, he could also make you Queen and you could rule over the kingdom and be able to go outside. Vlik took care of you, Jason craves you and could get you out of here... Do I really value my freedom over my virginity? Gee, that was a lot easier to find an answer than worrying myself into a migraine. Tell Vlik, betray Jason

Can't wait to see what else this morning brings. I carefully sat up, my leg was swollen to the size of a melon and purple was creeping around the edges. I hope it isn't infected... I also hope that I'll still be able to walk after it heals...

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I must have dozed off because I woke to the sound of roaring. It sounded frantic... "NATALIA!!!!"I heard footsteps rush towards my room. Vliks head appeared in the doorway worry written all over his face, he saw me and he visibly relaxed. "What is going on? Are you hurt? Whose scent is all over the fortress? Why is there a broken window? Are you okay?" He took a breath to say more, so I intervened before a massive headache invaded my little to no peace of mind.

"Calm down before I get a migraine." I huffed out rubbing my temples. He shuffled closer to me then stopped abruptly, his nostrils twitching. His snout came closer almost touching my forehead, then went back just as fast.

"Whose scent is all over the place and all over you?" His voice was hard as flint, he kept back slightly as if he was afraid to lash out at me.

"A guy broke into the fortress by breaking a window, then he came in here and said he was Prince Jason." I briefly explained.

"Did he explain why he was here?" He snarled, I'm currently walking on thin ice.

"Sort of..." I whimpered.

"What do you mean sort of?" His eyes hardened further, muscles tensing.

"He said he was going to come back in about three months to..." I stopped afraid to revisit what the man in my room did to me.

"To do what." I shivered under his cruel gaze, he noticed and softened them. "To do what little one?" His entire posture relaxed slightly. Little one? Strange... This is the first nickname that isn't slave, imbecile, or idiot.

"To kill you... And to carry me off as his future bride... Then he..." I shivered not because of Vlik but of what Jason did to me. I hid my face in my arms trying to hide my tears that steadily streamed down my face. I don't want to seem anymore weak than I already am.

"What did he do little one?" I heard a gasp, he must have noticed my leg. I felt him move closer then his claws ripped open the bandage. His claw lightly touched my skin and I hissed in pain as fire flared through my veins. "Did he do this?" I looked down at my leg, you could distinctly see where he gripped my leg, I nodded barely trusting my voice. "Why did he do this?"

"So he-So he could... K-kiss...m-me in the..." I shivered again, the memory haunting me.

"Did he lay on top of you?" I nodded. "What did he do after that?" I looked out of the corner of my eye he was torn, I felt almost sorry for him.

"He told me to lie to you then he left..." I couldn't bring myself to turn my face to him.

"Did you?" He asked.

"What?" I looked at him completely confused at what he was implying.

"Did you lie?" Wow... He really does trust me...

"No sir." I said remembering subconsciously to address him as such, it became quite a habit to me.

"You don't have to do that." He said laying down beside my bed crossing his front leg.

"Do what?" I looked at him, lost at where the conservation went.

"Call me sir, your not my slave." I am so confused before I broke my leg he was ordering me around telling me what to do, now he acts like I'm some sort of pet. Weird.

"What should I call you then, Sir." I decided to joke with him see what he would do.

"What's my name?" Looks like he's going to joke with it too. I think...

"Phil." I said shrugging my shoulders wiping away the moisture from my cheeks.

"What?" He tilted his head at me.

"Oops sorry your name is Bobby Joe." I said leaning back against my pillow.

He started to laugh, making me laugh too. He seemed to smile "Alright what's my real name."

"Vanessa." I said indifferently.

He shook his head "It's Vlik. And you need to work on your sense of humor."

"Oh, I was close." His eyes seemed to sparkle, he laughed again. Maybe this birthday won't be so bad.

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