"That dragons doesn't seem to be a monster." you mused. "He has spared me, when a human would've probably slaughtered me without even allowing me to speak... I want to try and become their friend."
That decision taken, you waited, sitting quietly in the darkness, your hopes fighting against your worries about the dragons not trusting you.
But what other choice you had? Even if you tried an escape, how could you find a way out of that labirinth of corridors, before being caught? It was better to stay and hope for the better.
After an eternity (or perhaps just a couple hours) you gasped, hearing approaching footsteps, and then a huge shadow appeared on the entrance of the room, and you heard a thundering voice talking to you....
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