The dragon removed my ring as soon as we were into the air. No more wishing of an escape for me! She then uttered a spell of your own and I got transported to another world, full of trees and lush green plains with animals grazing. I dare not speak a word until she seized a bag made of cloth next to a series of cavernous dwellings next to mountains and she stuffed me in it, like a female boogeyman returning to her lair with an evil child. Before I was forcibly made to enter the sack, I saw other dragons looking at me curiously. Once in the sack, which smelled as if it had contained leeks or onions, I squirmed and screamed but it brought no reaction. Only a little opening on top ensured I got enough air to breathe.
And after a long, long time and what was sure to become many muscle cramps, I felt the dragon fly downwards and touch ground.
"Magic-Weaver!" I heard her scream. "Come out of your den! I have something for you!"
Of course the 'something' was me and I heard another he steady tread of something heavy approaching.
"No need to shout," a raspy old voice said. "I know my hearing isn't as good as it used to, but still... Rowana, I thought you were in the human world. Back so soon? You got many catches?"
"Just this one," the female dragon spat, lifting the bag I was in and shaking it, eliciting cries of protest from me. "For now. He accidentally ripped my human disguise off of me while I was undercover, because of a magical ring and now I have to start my infiltration to gather humans and human goods from the start. So if you could give me a fair price for this human and his stupid ring, I'd be grateful."
"Well, let's see..." muttered the dragon, advancing.
He peeked in the bag and you saw a yellow eyes and grey scales. Then he said after a while:
"I can use the magical ring. Human magic, not fit for dragons, but I can adapt it easily enough. As for the human, he's young enough, I can work with that too."
They haggled a pride and after a lot of bargaining, the dragon gave gold to the female dragon, who flew away with a whoosh of her wings, probably not even giving me a look backwards. Or a thought, for that matter. The older dragon sighed and seized the bag containing me and hoisted it upon his shoulders. I could feel him enter a cave and he upturned the bag suddenly. You fell into a cage made of sturdy wood tied with tight knots. He locked the top side which served as an aperture and went back to his fires and ingredients.
"Hey! What are you going to do with me? It was an accident! I promise! Please!" I screamed, clutching the bars of the cage.
"I believe you. Except I paid for you. At any rate, the world of dragons is not made for humans. If I freed you, losing my investment, well, you would not last long into the wild."
"What are you going to do with me?" I shouted.
"It depends on what my buying customer might want. Hush now, I have work, lest you bother me and I sell you to one of my nastier clients. A fate I am sure you rather avoid."
I settled down, frightened into submission. What did he mean? What could happen to me? What would happen to me?