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You hear the stories of the knights who rescue damsels from fire breathing beasts, rescuing them from the dragon's keep. You know the stories that the knight and damsel ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. You hear the story of how courageous the knight and the battle for the damsel but you never hear the story of before the knight's tale. You never hear how the beasts come to guard the damsel, nor how the damsel grows up lonely with no other company but the beasts that guard her.

I can't tell you all the other stories but I can tell you mine. My name is Deliah and I'm a princess of a small country of cat people. When I was born, a seer told my parents that I would bring great change to my people and that because of this there would be numerous threats to my life. The seer predicted that without protection I'd be dead by my twentieth year. So my parents became determined to bring in the best trained soldiers in the land but the seer foresaw problems. Only the fiercest of creatures would be able to protect me from my enemies. This was met with utter despair, the kingdom wept and mourned... all but mother mourned.

Mother came from stubborn stock, and she was every bit as stubborn as her sires. So instead of mourning my loss before I was lost, Mother came up with a plan. Dawn brought the discovery that Mother had bundled me up and some necessities for a long journey and had disappeared. Travelling with a nearly newborn babe, across countries Mother set off looking for a fierce beast to protect her beloved daughter. Weeks, and then a month passed with no results until Mother made it to one of the few northern villages were she desperately needed to rest. Listening to rumors of a terror that plagued the village, Mother asked after the beast. Everyone was wary of her interest in the beast especially since she travelled with me and at the time I was thought to be dead as I was born very pale and had pure white hair. It was only when I opened my light blue eyes that looked like I was blind and cooed did anyone know I wasn't dead. I scared the inn keeper when I cooed, everyone had thought Mother mad with grief over a dead daughter but knowing I was alive just made them even more tight lipped.

Mother couldn't tell them why she needed to find the beast and she saw the villagers wouldn't tell her with how curious she was being. So settling in to listen, Mother found out everything she needed to know. There was a fierce dragon who made a den up on the mountain bordering their village and this fierce beast would come down from his mountain to torment the villagers by stealing their livestock or burning their homes. This was Mother's only chance, so first thing in the morning she set out to scale the mountain with me cradled in her arms.

What Mother hadn't known was that a terrible storm was rolling in and with being so far north as well as on a mountain, the storm brought in snow. Unfortunately, we weren't prepared for snow and the steepness of the mountain. Mother fought her way as best she could while shielding me with her cloak but it was all for naught as she lost strength halfway up the mountain. Cradling me close, Mother was giving the last of her strength and warmth so I would survive the storm but what happened next was a great shock to many when the story was retold. As a babe, I was really very docile and rarely made noise. It was why the villagers thought me dead, but there on that mountain for the first time in my short life I screamed and cried and wailed. If Mother had not been so far gone from the cold she would have been shocked by my loud cries but she soon fell into unconsciousness to wake again in a warm place.

My cries, I was told much later, called to the beast living in the mountains and he was compelled to check for an infant in such a storm would need help as would any care taker who was with the child. He got Mother and myself warm, and nursed mother back to health. Once mother was well enough, she told the dragon of our journey. This dragon was not as big as was expected by the stories of the villagers. He was only about eight feet tall and jet black from horns to tail, his great leathery wings tipped with a single claw looked massive even when closed. He wore very little, just loose trousers with some kind of cloth belt.

Once Mother's tale of how we came to be on the mountain, he asked in a deep rumbling voice, "And why would you seek me out?"

Mother blushed and looked at her booted feet, "The prophets tell great things are in my daughter's future and great evil wishes to kill her before her time in this world is over. Without strong protection she will be threatened many times over in her life and any we choose to be guard could possibly be turned against her. We need someone fierce and loyal to protect her in isolation."

He pondered for a while and finally said, "My name is Valos, what is hers?"

Mother looked at him, stunned, "Princess Deliah." My name seemed to please him and so mother went on to say, "A castle is being built for her and her protector, a small castle by any means but it is enough for protection and of course a nurse maid is being looked for as well as cooks...." Mother never got any further as the dragon got close to my mother and looked down at her menacingly.

"There will be no maids, no cooks, no staff what so ever. If I am to protect her then it shall be only myself she ever sees. I cannot guaranty her safety with staff under foot because they can be bought or threatened. I cannot. And there will be no castle, find the nearest mountain and carve it out. I shall provide everything else that she needs. Stock the rooms in the mountains with books of your history and culture." He turns and packs a small bag with a few changes of trousers and some odd mementos. Strapping the bag to his back between his wings, he gestures for mother to pick me up.

He lead the way down the mountain and with some guidance from my mother, brought us back home. It was a long journey but nothing of consequence happened, why would anyone wish to try to rob a dragon? And so we made it home where mother explained everything to father. They put plans in motion and while the mountain was being carved out so caves led to rooms, mother enjoyed what time she had with me. Valos was my constant companion and though he would go help carve the mountain, he'd bring my mother and myself with him to keep an eye on me. I was a little over a year old when the rooms were done enough for Valos to move us in. Once everything was moved in he smiled a toothy grin at all who gathered and set of a tunnel collapse so the entrance everyone had used was no longer accessible. I was told my mother cried for weeks, thinking that she had bargained wrong.

Over the years, Valos expanded the caves and rooms while raising me from infant to teenager. He taught me all I needed to know, he even taught me how to be a princess, and as I grew older I became restless with my prison. He told me why I was there and why I was different from him, and I asked him, "When will I be allowed outside?"

His answer always was, "When the world is ready for you."

On the day of my seventeenth birthday, he was nowhere to be found in the caves we called home. This wasn't so odd because as I got older he made trips out to the world to get necessary items for us to live but I was saddened that he may have forgotten my birthday. He came back around dinner time and though I was sad that he missed my birthday I was glad he was home.

He walked up to me at the dinner table with his hands behind his back and a bright grin on his face. He set a box on the table in front of me, pushing my dinner out of the way. I could barely contain my excitement, Valos rarely brought me presents and each one was dearly cherished. I opened the box and moved some kind of crinkly paper around until I found what was in the box. It was a necklace, a very simple necklace of leather that clasped around the neck with a tear drop blue jewel on the front. The leather was soft in my hands and the jewel was cold and smooth. He picked the necklace out of my hands and leaned over to clasp it in place with a soft rumbled, "Happy birthday."

This was the most beautiful present he had ever given me and that day was the start of feelings that most said I shouldn't have had. It was the start of my troubles and joys.

I was a late bloomer as most would say, quite flat chested and twiggish up until after I turned seventeen. What I hadn't known and Valos had been preparing for for a few years was that when one of my race goes through puberty it is really sudden. A week after my seventeenth birthday I woke up with breasts and curves enough to make any male drool. Walking into the small dining room that morning was the funniest day of my life, as I hadn't had clothes to fit my new body I had only worn my large bathing robe. It was only barely big enough to cover my new body. I walked into the dining room and Valos was eating some kind of hot soupy like breakfast, he looked up with the spoon in his muzzle.

His eyes went wide and he nearly swallowed the spoon as he visibly gulped, which caused him to start coughing as the spoon dropped out of his toothy maw onto the table. I could not help but laugh at the whole situation. Once he got control of himself once more he glared at me for a bit and then started to laugh as well.

His first words to me were, "You have filled out well. We shall have to get you a dress or two for until you can sew your own. Come, we must disguise your hair and fur. It's a dead giveaway who you are." He stood and offered a paw to me. I took it with excitement bubbling inside me as this would be my first trip outside. He led me to his room, which was just outside my room so that if anyone did manage to find a way inside Valos would still be between me and any would be assassin.

He left me in the middle of the room as he rummaged through his armoire and tossed me a tunic and trousers that were much too big for me. I put them on anyway, holding the trousers up with one hand as the tunic fell off one shoulder. He handed me a belt while her held a bottle in the other hand. I fastened the belt in place and was happy to realize it kept the trousers from falling. Then I tied the tunic's neck closed though it still slipped a bit off one shoulder but that couldn't be helped.

"Go lay on the bed with you head off the edge." His rumbling voice always was a comfort and so I followed his order. He set an empty bowl under my hair to catch the dye as he poured it through my hair, rubbing it in with a towel and made sure the get my ears. After this was done, he had me sit up so he could do my tail. When the dye was in place I looked like I had light golden brown hair and fur.

"There is nothing I can do about your eyes but without the white hair they do not stand out so much."

He took my hand and led me up and up to a chamber with a large opening to outside. Without warning he picked me up in his arms and ran at the exit with full speed. I couldn't help the shriek as he leapt from the ledge, as we started to plunge his huge wings snapped open and beat against the air until we were soaring off into the sky. Being held so close in such powerful arms I felt so safe and free as we flew across the land. The beauty of nature from so high up was breathtaking, and in that moment I wished I had wings so I would never lose the gift I had just been given.

Too soon for my liking we landed in a small clearing and scared some wild rabbits. Once on his feet, Valos folded his wings back against his back and walked the short distance to the village of my people. This was the first time I had seen anyone like me outside of books and I was so excited and nervous. These were my people, I was their princess but no one knew me as such.

As Valos walked through town, we got numerous looks because a dragon was not a common thing and one carrying a catgirl was unheard of but we made it to the tailor without incident, though the poor woman nearly had a heart attack at the sight of Valos. His rumbly voice didn't really do anything to calm her either.

"My charge has just gone through her first change and requires suitable clothing."

He set me down to ease the woman's mind and draw a bit of attention to me. Seeing what I was wearing the woman tsked and led me back to a private room where she undressed me quickly. She left me standing there naked as she rummaged through all sorts of clothing. Eventually I was fully clothed in a new dress that fit my new curves, complete with under clothes. She stacked a few boxes next to Valos with a couple more dresses and under clothing in them and told him a price, which he paid without a flinch. He picked me up in his arms along with the boxes and with a bit of shifting he managed it well.

He carried me out of town to the clearing where he took a running start, snapped his wing open and beat the air to fly higher and higher. We soared back to the caves and when we got back home I couldn't help chattering about all that I had seen as we brought my new clothes to my room. He listened with an indulgent smile on his face. That night I bathed and the dye washed out of my hair and fur. It had been a good day.

Nearly a month later I started to feel funny. I felt hot and my skin felt itchy and an ache started low in my belly, when I told Valos this he just handed me a book and avoided me for about a week. I learned what was wrong, or not wrong with me. I had just had my first heat.

A year and some months later, is when the next step to my growing up happened. I was still very much a naïve and innocent girl, though for all my maturity and knowledge there were just some things I didn't know.

My heat was ending and so Valos actually spent time with me, giving me more lessons on the world outside. I knew more history than most anyone else and I could navigate the world easily, it was all thanks to my friend and teacher Valos. As was normal for me at the end of my heat, I went to bed early but sometime in the night I was awakened by a noise I had never heard before.

I slipped from bed quietly and crept to the door separating my room from Valos's, the door was cracked open slightly which was quite odd as he always respected my privacy. The only explanation I could think of was that he had opened the door to check on me and the door stuck open as it was wont to do. I nudged the door open just a bit more as another noise came from the other side of the door, it sounded like a hiss and groan mixed. Living with Valos for so long, I knew what a hiss sounded like as he hissed when he was pleased with me but this was entirely different. With the door open more, I could finally see inside the room and what I saw froze me.

Valos was sitting on his large four poster bed with his winged back against the headboard, naked. This was the first time I had seen him naked, his upper body was always showing his scaled and muscled chest but his lower body was a mystery. It was a mystery no longer, his legs were muscled and toned ending in clawed feet but where I had been taught a male's genitals were, was something I had not expected. Unlike mammals, he had no ball sack and there was a slit where a normal cock should have been but coming from the slit was a cock that was so not what I had come to expect from books and talks with Valos. His cock was long and slightly curved with ridges running along the underside of his cock.

As I watched, Valos's paw stroked that huge length. The ridges moved with his paw's movements, apparently they were pliable. I watched him rub a thumb digit over the arrow like tip as some pearly liquid leaked from a tiny slit. His hips bucked up into his hand as he caressed the ridges, the hissing groan coming again. Watching him was causing an odd sensation in my own body, a warmth spread from my lower belly and my nipples tightened painfully to peaks that caused little streaks of electricity down to my lower belly whenever they rubbed against my nightgown. As I shifted my legs I could feel wetness on the inside of my thighs. This confused and embarrassed me but I could not look away from the drake pleasuring himself.

His movements became more frantic as he thrust up into his clenched paw and I wondered what it would feel like to hold the piece of flesh in my hand. I was eager to try but before I could get up courage to move, Valos grabbed a pillow and shoved it over his muzzle to muffle the loud roar as his hips bucked a few last times and then his seed shot from his twitching cock to land on his taut stomach and on the bed. There was so much seed coming from him I wondered if it would stop. It did eventually but when it did stop his belly was covered in white and his bed was soaked all around his hips.

I carefully closed the door and snuck back to bed where I dreamt of that dragon cock all night.