Iris felt restless in her sleep. In her dream, she and Mr. Jonas were living in the sort of old Western castle she had once seen online. It was not some clichéd story about a prince and princess; instead, she was a steward who could do absolutely anything, while Mr. Jonas was a prince kidnapped by a female dragon.
Iris dreamed that she had become an agile female steward and arrived at the ancient castle where Jonas was imprisoned. She nimbly leaped over the traps on the floor and used a dagger hidden in her skirt to take down the guards with flawless precision.
She reached the tower where Jonas was being held and climbed it easily, but just then, a ferocious dragon appeared! It opened its enormous maw and breathed flames, trying to stop Iris from advancing. The dragon's fire startled her, but she did not back down. She pulled a small vial from her bosom and drank a magic-enhancing potion.
Watching herself from a third-person perspective, she saw golden light radiate from her entire body. She leaped fiercely, soaring over the flames spewing from the dragon, and landed on its back.
The dragon roared and thrashed in midair, trying to shake Iris off. She held firmly to its uneven scales and plunged her dagger into its neck. The dragon bellowed in agony, writhed, then crashed heavily to the ground, its life extinguished.
But it was not over yet.
Three women appeared beneath the moon. The dragon kidnapping Mr. Jonas had merely been a cover; the real kidnappers were these three shameless women, swaying their hips!
Esnie! Eiffel! Celine! And two priestesses following behind them whose faces she could not make out at all!
"If you want to rescue Prince Jonas, you must defeat the three of us first!"