Everyone knows: you can’t trust dragons! They’re cunning, clever, and calculating. Everything you say will be used by a dragon against you. And only my dear daddy managed to get into trouble. Not only did he promise the one who would rid us of the dragon’s tyranny that he would marry the younger daughter—but he also didn’t ask for her permission… to put it differently, he didn’t ask me! And it looks like, formally, the deal was made: the dragon won’t attack the lands; the bride is being prepared to leave for the groom’s castle… But the aftertaste is still there. And the princess had to grow up.