George’s mum picked the story back up at the end of the two weeks:

Milly and Hattie were talking deep in the cave while they waited for Henry to return from hunting. They heard herd him land and gave him a moment to eat his dinner. They had learnt that he got very defensive around the food he had caught. A trait he inherited from his red dragon side.

Their conversation was interrupted moments later by an unfamiliar voice echoing though the cave. “Avast, Foul beast. You took our princess from us and that you will pay with your life.”

“ Ahzar ” came other voices.

“We need to stop this, there going to kill him over me.” Milly replied.

“Yes, Milly come on let’s run.” Hattie replied and she set off towards the cave entrance.

The Ladies rounded the corner to find Henry fighting off 10 men-at-arms. He had managed to kill or wound 2 but he had used his fire on his lunch so had to rely on tooth and claw. Milly recognised the leader, his Surcoat boar the heraldry of Sir Justin ; that of a black raven on a blue and silver striped background.

“Sir Justin Stop!” Milly shouted she was panting out of breath, one hand on the cave wall to steady herself. Hattie was besides her in a similar state. All the fighting briefly stopped as all the combatants, including Henry turned to look at her.

The men and dragon went back to fighting for just a moment when Sir Justin spoke. “Men step back but maintain defensive position by the order of P rincess Matilda.” He ordered.

“What weapons were they using.” George interrupted the story. He had been listening quietly to the parts of the story his mover had told him but when weapons and fighting had been mentioned his face lit up and he leaned forward out of his covers, sitting up in bed.

“ Spears and axes, I think. They were the weapons of the time. The story doesn’t really say.” His mother speculated then retuned to the story.

The men moved back, taking defensive positions at the mouth of the cave. Henry stayed where he was, blood from minor wounds began to trickle down his front legs. There was blood in his mouth also but that seemed to be the blood of others.

“Sir Justin, please, as you can see I, nor my chamber maid have been harmed. This dragon saved us from those who whished to attack us. Since then he has been a most generous host.” She declared using her most regal tone of voice despite her lack of breath.

“Then why, your highness did we find your tent torn by dragon claws and why did you not return?” Sir Justin asked.

“As I said, he has been a generous host, we were planning on returning before we outstayed our welcome. That moment has yet to come however, I see this as a appt opportunity. I will allow you to escort me and my maid back to the castle if and only if you leave our host be.” Milly declared having caught her breath and still using the regal tone.

“As you wish, Princess Matilda.” Sir Justin replied.

“Thank you for your hospitality, Henvaray .” Milly thanked the dragon formally, using his proper name as was expected of royalty.