Are You Sure?

Zakuski's POV.
Fear could be seen in her eyes when they made mention of a dragon. I also felt threatened, thinking I'm almost close to having Garcia to myself, and then Adrian would have a way to penetrate the kingdom. I took a deep breath as I decided to follow Emelia. I walked unperturbed, but deep inside I was disturbed.
"I'll go with you." Garcia broke the silence.
"No, it is best you stay back."
"I insist; I want to see the dragon."
"I said stay back," I said, raising my voice loud enough to startle her. Her eyes opened wide in shock, which made me realize what I just did. I tried wrapping my hand around her to apologize to her, but she withdrew her hand. I nodded my head and turned to leave; my fist was tightly clenched because I was a few minutes away from completely having her to myself, and then I'll always have a way of messing things up.
"Let's go, Emelia," I commanded as I started walking away. I could feel my heart pounding while imagining who could have been the dragon.
We were walking through the hallway, then Emelia suddenly stopped. I turned to look at her, wondering why she had stopped. She gently walked towards me and whispered in my ear, "We can visit the dragon letter, but I'd like you to visit my insides now." Her words disgusted me. I raised an eyebrow, still wondering if she was the same person who had been working for me for as long as I could recall.
"I know that this is sudden and it's a surprise to you and everything, but please make love to me. I want to feel every inch and fiber of your body. I have always fantasized about having you in my bed. I..."
"If this is a joke, then stop it because I'm not finding any of this funny."
She then burst out laughing and continued walking. My mouth hung open trying to process what just happened, and then she said, "We are meant to meet the dragon. I'm just pulling your leg. I'm just giving you tips on the way to having Garcia in your bed." I thought for a moment, recalling what she just did; it might be a good idea. As I thought about it, maybe I should give it a try.
I followed her to the dungeon, and there I saw a raging dragon in chains, struggling to escape, but the chains were far stronger than he thought; he let out a groan of pain as the chains burned his scales.
When the dragon noticed my presence, it suddenly stopped struggling and turned to look at me. It puffed out smoke through its nostrils before attempting to walk towards me, but the chains held it back. Without a second thought, the dragon transformed into its human form. I expected to see Adrian because the dragon looked exactly like Adrian, but it wasn't; it was a man I had never seen before, his eyes a piercing golden hue, his skin refined like pear oil, his hair in long curls, and his tall, broad shoulders made him more attractive.
"And who are you?" I asked nonchalantly with a sense of relief, knowing it was not Adrian.
"I am Micah; I want to meet Garcia."
"What do you intend to do with her?"
"To talk to her, I'll appreciate it if you can avail her until I burn this kingdom myself."
I laughed, finding the whole situation funny. "A prisoner who's held captive is talking with so much authority; I like that."
"Don't make me repeat myself; I want you to avail Garcia, or I might be forced to do that myself." His eyes looked threatening; I should have been frightened, but I have always known dragons to be this daring even when they are helpless.
"And I don't?"
"Then..." He stopped talking, transformed into a dragon, and managed to break free from the chains; he let out a growling sound as he flung his wings up above the rooftop.
Everyone scampered away in fear, but I stood fearless, looking at him. He opened his mouth while aiming at me, and he prepared to burn me alive. With a smirk, I turned towards Jonathan and gave him the go-ahead permission to do the needful. He smiled as he lunged at the dragon and sliced his sharp sword through his skin, which made him let out a loud cry of pain. I expected him to fall to the ground like all the dragons have done, but rather he managed to fly away. I must admit this dragon is a strong one.
When he was gone, I walked back to my room. I was hesitant to walk in, but I knew I had to. When I got in, I noticed the way Garcia was pacing back and forth; I saw the anxiety in her eyes when she noticed my presence.
She rushed towards me, grabbed both my shoulders, tears streaming down her cheeks, and said, "What did you do to him? Please tell me that you didn't do anything to him, because if you did, I swear I won't hesitate to kill you."
I smiled at her remark before pinning her to the wall, raising both her hands up with one hand as I took a whiff of her scent, which was driving me more insane. I can't wait to bury my hardness so deep inside her wet cunt already. Then I said, "Are you sure you are brave enough to kill me when the time comes?"
"Enough, enough of all these; I want to go back to Adrian." She protested, but her body language was saying the opposite, and I love it.
"You have to accept that Adrian is gone; there is no way you can bring him back, because he's no longer in his right state of mind even if you are the dragon tamer."
More tears slipped down her cheeks. "D...does that mean you have killed him?"
I pinched my nose in frustration. "It's like you have forgotten that Adrian is an immortal; he can't be killed even if he wanted death."
"So who was that dragon that flew away in pain and agony?"
I thought for a moment, recalling the man I had seen; he seemed both familiar and unfamiliar. Then I paused and said, "I don't know who he is, but I believe he's someone stronger, far stronger than anyone I have ever seen."