The Ancient Testament. The Dragon Is Not Human

A beautiful maiden sits in a tall tower, weeping bitter tears and guarding it with a dragon… Right. Only it’s not a tower, but a cave. And the beautiful maiden makes anyone cry. As for the dragon… well, that is, me—I’m not quite the tyrant and despot you’re imagining.
Everything started as… I lived in my own cave, didn’t bother anyone. And then a letter arrived from my ancestor: “Swap the old man’s son at work.” Why not, I thought. And I got involved…
What can I say—my refined psyche has never been subjected to such brutal mockery. Never tire of repeating: I hate princesses! I hate!