slayers to fight with or maidens to steal, no villages to burn. If I get out for a bit of a joy-flight, people just think Iâm some kind of new jet fighter and hardly pay me any attention at all.â
âI can see how boring that would be,â Ben said politely.
âAbsolutely dreary,â the dragon said. âIt has been so pleasant having Princess Sarah here to stay. I really do not think I can allow you to take her.â
âExcept that sheâs not really a princess,â Ben said. âSheâs just a little girl. And her mum and dad really miss her.â
âIâd miss her too if she wasnât around, I suppose,â James said. âSheâs not so bad, for a little sister.â
âThanks a lot,â said Sarah, putting her nose in the air. âI wish I could say the same about you.â
âYou would all be welcome to stay,â the dragon said eagerly. âIâm sure I would find the four of you quite entertaining, for a while at least. A wizard, a knight, a pirate and a princess should make for some interesting and bloody battles.â
âThank you, but we really canât stay,â Ben said nervously. âItâs a school day tomorrow.â
The dragon sighed. The gust of hot smoky air made them all cough and wipe their eyes. âDonât worry about me,â it said unhappily. âIâll just stay here, all by myself, with no-one to talk to. Iâll be fine.â It lifted one claw and wiped its eyes.
âOh, you poor thing,â Sarah said, reaching up her hand to pat the dragonâs snout. âI wish I could stay a little while longer but my mum and dad must be so worried. They wonât know that youâre really a nice dragon, who doesnât like eating little girls.â
The dragon looked miserable. âWell, go on then,â it said. âGo home. Donât give me a thought. I guess Iâll just have to pretend the pirates are still alive.â
It waved its claw. All the skeletons sitting round the table got up and began to dance a lively hornpipe, jaws clacking. Round and round the skeletons danced, kicking out their white shinbones, snapping their bony fingers, grinning horribly.
Then the dragon waved its claw again, and the skeletons all collapsed back into their chairs.
âBoring,â the dragon said. âReally, I donât know why I ever brought them here. All they did was eat and drink and squabble over my treasure. And I got so tired of conjuring roast beef and beer. In the end I simply had to sizzle them where they sat, just to get some peace. What I wouldnât give for someone intelligent to talk to!â
Ben suddenly had an idea. âHey, can you conjure up any food? Any food at all?â
âOf course,â the dragon said. âWhy, are you hungry? What would you like? A baked swan?â
âHow about some chips and lollies?â James asked eagerly. Heâd been rather disappointed with Benâs midnight feast.
âHow about pilchards and cream?â Ben asked.
CHAPTER TEN
âYuk!â said James and Sarah and Tim.
âCertainly I can,â the dragon said, looking astonished. âIs that what small boys like to eat these days? Times undoubtedly have changed.â
âNot that much,â James said.
Ben ignored them all, clearly excited by his idea. âIf I find someone to stay and keep you company, will you give me some of your treasure? Please? I donât want much, just enough to buy a big house with a big garden and a dog.â
âCertainly not,â the dragon said. âSurely Princess Sarah is treasure enough?â
Sarah smirked at the boys, but then turned and looked up at the dragon imploringly, clasping both her hands together. âPlease? Really, theyâve been very brave, donât you think?â
The dragon hesitated.
âPlease?â Ben asked.
âPlease?â James