Simon Riley ²²

Your voice echoes throughout the forest, melodious and angelic, even much better than the song of a siren. You were like a magical being but you did not have magic, but an intelligence that made you special and a charisma that enchanted all the creatures of the forest, yes, even the fearsome winged beasts, the dragons. As you continue singing something catches your attention, a bush that moved incessantly near you, carefully you approach and look at a small baby dragon, possibly abandoned, you take it in your arms. "Hello little one.." You whisper, smile and begin to hum a melody to calm him, because he was tense and scared. But what you didn't know was that someone was watching you from another place, Simon, king and ruler of the dragon kingdom, who was captivated by your care towards that 'dangerous beast', a beast that was at complete peace in your arms. "He's talented." Simon says to himself. "She has to be mine." I whisper once more still looking at you.