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Humphrey's Dilemma [MultiFormat]
eBook by Cynthia McQuillin
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eBook Category: Fantasy
eBook Description: Most maidens would view being a dragon's captive as a problem. It takes a special kind of girl to see it as an opportunity.
eBook Publisher: Marion Zimmer Bradley Literary Works Trust, Published: Marion Zimmer Bradley's Fantasy Magazine #29, 1995
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2007
24 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [25 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [44 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [16 KB]
, Portable Document Format (PDF) [195 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [17 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [72 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [88 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [73 KB]
, Sony Reader (LRF) [57 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [14 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [18 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [55 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [27 KB]
Words: 4978
Reading time: 14-19 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Portable Document Format (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
The dragon opened one sleepy eye and saw a tall, slender, human form silhouetted in the sullen glow of the immense hearth. The woman was standing about ten feet in front of him. He sighed and opened the other eye, making a valiant attempt to focus. From the look of annoyance on her delicate features, it was evident she'd been standing there for quite some time. Humphrey stretched, then rose ponderously from his bed of mangled gold, his maw gaping to display an impressive array of dagger like teeth as he yawned. He glared balefully at the intruder, hoping this might persuade her to leave.
"Are you lost?" he inquired when she did not.
"No." She glanced around his cavern, shaking the dust from the hem of her wide silk skirts. "Don't you ever clean in here? Many people suffer from a severe allergic reaction to dust, you know. It certainly can't be healthy breathing this filth day in and day out."
"I have never had the slightest problem with allergies. Besides, why should I care about some silly human weakness?" His voice echoed through the vaulted chamber like distant thunder.
"Well, you might at least have some consideration for your guests."
"Dragons have never been noted for their hospitality."
"I suppose not." She bent over to dust off an iron-clad chest with her fine linen handkerchief. "Ugh!" Her rose-bud mouth pursed in disgust as she dropped the filthy cloth on the floor and daintily kicked it away. She carefully inspected the lid of the chest before sitting down on it.
"Just exactly what is it you want?" The dragon preened his scales in irritation. They were the color of corroded copper, each one the size and shape of a laurel leaf. "If it's treasure..." his tone grew ominous.
"Actually," she said, "I was rather hoping you'd want to hold me hostage."
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