I had a dream and in my dream I was a dragon wings outspread flying past the walls of the ancient castle where I and the last of my kind lived. There were 30 - 40 of us and our numbers were dwindling falling to accidents that weren't.

I was in love with the human dark haired prince of the castle. He was cruel and conceited. My wings flare as I come in to land on the flat roof of the castle. My prince is there with a tall blond woman a virgin and two silent guards. The woman is fair and elegant and of the court and I feel jealousy bloom. I feel ashamed of my love for the prince who I have suspicions is behind the accidents to my kind, but I don't care. He is presenting this woman and wanting to bind me, when all I want is to be with him. He presents the small steel ring with it's heavy engravings and as I try to word the doubts in my mind one of the guards stabs the woman the knife coming clean through her front and she is falling on me the ring doesn't touch me, but it is too late. I am not bound, but the woman falls into me and I am pregnant deep into my third trimester and too heavy to stay aloft. In the panic I wheel away from the roof and start to plummet down the side of the castle old brick and moss rushing past me. I transform into human and manage to halt my fall clinging with hands and feet as a gargoyle prepared to spring away to one of the small window ledges. Trying to make my form small and still so that I wouldn't be detected. My world narrowed to the sounds of pursuit.

The weight of the baby within me and the betrayal of my prince follows me into waking.