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It was time again. The great beast knew that the villagers would be preparing the sacrifice for him. He would have liked to feed on humans more often, but he would honor the bargain. 

For now.

The dragon landed, and examined his sacrifice. Villagers cowered in his presence, and he growled. He loved smelling their fear. "Oh, such a pretty young thing," he crooned. The dragon circled Sara, examining her. "'This a shame you must die. You would have made someone a very lovely wife."

The beast chuckled, using a talon to turn the girl's chin as a person would inspect a slave. "Tell me now, dear?" he said. "When it is your time to die, will you surrender peacefully to that good night? Or will you rage and roar before you die? Choose wisely; your answer determines how long you live once I bring you home for supper."