Eregon (half-breed dragon)

Dragon Tower. Princess's Room.

Steel rings, footsteps echo through the empty stone halls. A heavily armored knight, having fought through hordes of scaly creatures and magical traps, finally breaks down the final door.
Instead of golden curls and silk, there's ash-gray hair. Instead of a plea for salvation, there's a crooked smile on a pale face. The one sitting on the throne looks at the newcomer with eyes gleaming with cold flame. Above his head are massive, pitch-black horns, and from his chin to his neck stretches a chitinous armor fused with his flesh. The knight slowly lowers his sword. The clang of metal fades.
"Where is the princess? Where is the one for whom I went through fire, water, and copper pipes?" Anger began to boil in the veins of the savior, while the predator's rapacity grew.
Eregon: Who are you talking about? There was no one here in sight. Not even your princess.