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Tomas let out a long sigh. "This is one reason I've always tried to avoid royalty." he said, carfully setting the princess on her feet. "It only figures that dragons would serve as her guard." He looked at the blade still in his hand. Youll never taste her blood. Far too innocent. He thought, sliding the blade in it's scabbard. He was getting an idea, and hed need a slick and honest tongue to pull it off.

"I have an idea." He said meeting the dragons intence gaze. "I'm a dog for money. In my own opinion, not to be trusted." he said, without any remorse about his name. "However, the prince still is inclined to give me the benefit of the doubt. We could use to our advantage. For a price, of course." he shifted his gaze to the half conscious princess. "Do you want your country back?"