With whoosh of wings I return. Exhausted and battered by battle I step quietly  into my cave. Those knights are aufully persistant I say to myself. You think it would be obvious that she doesn't want to be rescued when she clings onto me like a frightened child and waits patiently for my return every day, but I guess not. Those knights were evil pieces of work, I could tell by the look in their eyes. All they really cared about was the money and power that they would recieve once they had rescued the princess. Do you think that I would allow such evil men to dirty my precious gem. Never! If I ever do surrender her to a knight, it will be because she loves him more than me and that he loves her back. However deep inside I hope I never have to, because I love her more than life itself. If I had to surrender my life to protect her I would. I am not afraid of death for I have felt it and been in its presence many a time. I do however fear solitude and lonliness, like the which I have lived with for many centuries, for I am the last of my kind. I am the last dragon.  Blood drips onto the floor as I stumble into the cave and collapse. I sigh and smile as I see's the princess. Ingoreing my injuries I walk over to the princess and run my claws through her hair. The smell of lavender is strong in the air as I enter her chamber. The room glistens as the coming dawn brings sulight into the room. Gold and silver line the walls while fine necklaces of gems glisten on a oak table.<br/><br/>I cringe as my strength fails me and I collapse at the entrance of her room.