Fantasy Drabble #123 “Irie”

And in the blink of an eye, she was dead.

A dragon lives thousands of years if he’s careful, though few are. Midz-Aset was already nine hundred years old when his beloved Queen Irie died after a forty-year reign.

Forty years was nothing: Midz-Aset had slept longer than that once.

Laying waste to the town and the castle in his fury did not sate his anger. Even gathering the jewels and gold from the ruins and adding them to his hoard under the mountain did not quiet the ache in his belly.

He would come to consider it a lesson.

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