"Our Dragon doesn't eat the girls he takes, no matter what stories they tell outside our valley. We hear them sometimes, from travelers passing through. They talk as though we were doing human sacrifice, and he were a real dragon. Of course that's not true: he may be a wizard and immortal, but he's still a man, and our fathers would band together and kill him if he wanted to eat one of use every ten years. He protects us against the Wood, and we're grateful, but not that grateful."
It's been many years since I read this book, although I remember really enjoying it and the somewhat fractured fairy tale in which the damsels are not in distress and the evil is not what it seems like.
didn't like it. didn't like the characters, the story moves too slow, the romance didn't make any lick of sense, and i just about had it with the verbal abuse that the mc (cause fuck, i can't remember her name because it's so long and hard to pronounce) gets from the dragon. in all honesty, i was excited to read the book because it had the word dragon in it. turns out the dragon is a person and one i don't give to fucks to meet.
i'll give it to them about the whole magic business, but i wish there were more rules about it. the woods were more interesting than the story itself in all honesty.
