Angela was incredibly furious at having been mocked by a stupid bird. A stupid parrot who had himself been a recent victim of Circe! Except this idiot was too foolish to consider that his life was better before he met that awful witch. No, he was just happy at being a silly bird and living without any human comfort or dignity. Proof that hew was a complete brain-dead idiot. Unlike her. She would find a way to escape, and not end up like a literal bird-brain like this former guy. Yes, she would escape. Eventually. Angela knew she just had to wait and find the right occasion. Because she could not count on men either. No prince had stepped in to rescue her, which was galling to the extreme! Only some weird creatures approached tentatively once in a while to stare at her, before the dragon snapped and breathed fire at them, making them scurry about like scared little mice.
Yet eventually the occasion did present itself. Once, for lunch, the dragon guzzled barrels of red wine, more than he was used to, and ended up snoring and sleeping heavily. Of course he had given none to Angela but she quickly realised it was for the best. She tiptoed around the big scaly beast and he barely grunted, sniffed and grumbled. As soon as she turned around the cave, the princess ran as fast as she could in spite of her petticoats, elated at being free at last. To better hide she sprinted into the nearby woods, feeling sheltered by the cover of the trees. Yes! She had made it! She screeched and whooped in glee. Perfect! Now she just had to... But she halted, as her eyes met a creature right near her, who was staring straight back at her.