The Machinery Second Edition | Página 96

No, he told each and every one who offered, we know not of each other, you reckon you are beguiled by me as I have saved your life and your heart is full with gratitude and your blood is singing, and it makes you act with haste. In the clear light of day, when your heart has calmed, you will find I am not as comely as excitement had clouded your mind to believe, and you are not as fond of me as you thought. If you desire to express your gratitude in some manner, kindly endeavour not to be captured by dragons or evil warlords, or ensnared in magical entrapments by crafty wizards and witches in the future. The clever ones understood, the foolish ones called him all sorts of names before they tossed their hair around and stalked off haughtily. His horse neighed in sympathy. Maiden saved, marriage rejected; patting his horse, they set off for home. On the days he woke up with nothing in the corner of his chamber, but a vermilion fiery dragon flying outside his tower, striving to poke its stout into the loophole, he knew the castle’s treasures were under imminent attack, and he would ride his dragon to face the goblin or orc or dwarf hordes greedy for the King’s gold. These usually provided immense merriment and his dragon reveled in it too, breathing fire merrily. After they took care of the treasure96