"I am a princess and I'll not stand having swords waved at me," the dragon snapped, offense manifesting as sparks between her fangs.
"Oh, my apologies," gasped the knight, lowering his sword and bowing deeply, "I will quest tirelessly to end your curse--"
"Curse? I'm not cursed."
"But you're a dragon, your highness!"
"And?"
"Don't you wish to be returned to your previous form?"
"What previous form?!"
"I may have to reassess my vows."