{"id":1061,"date":"2026-05-01T18:27:34","date_gmt":"2026-05-01T15:27:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/?post_type=kazka&p=1061"},"modified":"2026-05-02T00:28:58","modified_gmt":"2026-05-01T21:28:58","slug":"pryntsesa-i-drakonchyk","status":"publish","type":"kazka","link":"https:\/\/www.kazkaland.com\/en\/kazka\/pryntsesa-i-drakonchyk\/","title":{"rendered":"The Princess and the Dragon"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u23f1 ~5 min reading<\/p>\n\n\n

In a white castle that stood on the steep bank of the river, lived Princess Snow White. She was not called that by chance - she was born in the deepest winter of the year, when the snow lay on the roofs like a thick feather, and from the windows came such a white-white light that it seemed that the room never got dark. Snow White was quiet, gentle, with hair the color of flax and eyes the color of the first young ice.<\/p>\n\n

She had many toys, like every princess. A doll with a porcelain face, a small piano that actually played, a wicker basket with embroidery balls. But Snow White's most precious treasure was neither a toy nor made of porcelain.<\/p>\n\n

Snow White had a dragon.<\/p>\n\n

Small, no bigger than a house cat. His scales were a delicate green, like the first leaves on a linden tree. His wings were thin, with leathery membranes, not yet quite strong enough to fly for long. His eyes were warm, golden, with vertical pupils. His tail ended in a small tassel, like a lion cub's. His name was Sparkle.<\/p>\n\n

When Sparkle was very little, he was found in the tower - near the old fireplace, in the ashes. No one knew who left him there. Maybe a great dragon mother had once flown by and left one egg. Maybe he appeared on his own, from the warmth and fire. Snow White then still walked under the table on foot. But she immediately took the little green creature in her arms - and Sparkle nestled trustingly against her cheek.<\/p>\n\n

From that moment on, he was hers.<\/p>\n\n

Others at court were surprised.<\/p>\n\n

\u201cPrincesses have canaries,\u201d Aunt Duchess said, careful not to catch her fluffy collar on the doorknob. \u201cOr cats. Or ponies. Princesses don\u2019t have dragons. That\u2019s indecent.\u201d.<\/p>\n\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d Snow Maiden asked sincerely.<\/p>\n\n

\u2014 Because a dragon is a monster.<\/p>\n\n

"And Twilight is not a monster," the princess replied calmly. "Twilight is Twilight.".<\/p>\n\n

The King-Father would smile into his beard at such moments and look out the window. He had long understood that Snow White looked at the world in her own way. You can't argue with that.<\/p>\n\n

Sparkle was truly an unusual pet. In the morning, he would wake up with Snow White \u2014 stretching on the bed like a kitten, spreading his wings and yawning sweetly, showing his pearly teeth. He had breakfast with the same food as Snow White: warm porridge with milk, a slice of bread and butter, and a thin slice of apple. He especially loved tea with raspberries.<\/p>\n\n

When Sparkle was happy\u2014and he was happy often\u2014he would let out tiny little lights. Not scary. Like sparks from a lit match. They would quietly fly out of his nostrils, circle above Snow White's head, and melt in the air, leaving behind a faint scent of warm hay.<\/p>\n\n

When Snow White read a book, Sparkle would lie on her lap and wrap his tail around them. When Snow White washed herself, Sparkle would wait patiently on a stool and watch, his wings folded. When Snow White was sad\u2014and that happens to everyone, even princesses\u2014Sparkle would carefully lick her hand with his soft, warm, slightly rough tongue. And the sadness would somehow melt away by itself.<\/p>\n\n

And at night, Sparkle slept, curled around Snow White, like a big cat. He laid his head on her pillow. He touched her hand with his tail. He breathed very softly, with a barely audible whistle, like a teapot that was about to boil, but still didn't.<\/p>\n\n\n

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"Child," the Queen Mother once said cautiously, "aren't you afraid? He might..."<\/p>\n\n

"He can't," Snow White replied confidently. "Sparkle doesn't confuse me with dinner. He knows who I am.".<\/p>\n\n

"Who are you to him?"<\/p>\n\n

\u2014 I am me to him. And he is him to me.<\/p>\n\n

The Queen thought. She adjusted her crown. And said nothing.<\/p>\n\n

One day, guests from a distant kingdom came to the castle. Two arrogant counts and a countess with three dogs on leashes. At dinner, one of the counts, seeing Sparkle sitting quietly next to Snow White and politely taking a piece of pear from her fingers, twisted his lips.<\/p>\n\n

\u201cPrincess,\u201d he said at length, \u201cisn\u2019t it scary to keep this\u2026 dragon-thing in the castle?\u201d<\/p>\n\n

Snow White calmly raised a spoonful of soup to her mouth. She chewed. She wiped her lips with a napkin. And answered:<\/p>\n\n

\u2014 Dear Count. Sparkle has known me since the first week of his life. He doesn\u2019t look at me like a princess. He doesn\u2019t think, \u00abOh, I have a title, a crown, a castle.\u00bb He just sees me. And I see him. Not scales, not wings, not lights. Just him. That\u2019s what friendship is.<\/p>\n\n

The Count coughed. He couldn't think of anything to say. Sparkle carefully sat on Snow White's shoulder and put out one small light - like a spark from a festive firework. The hall became a little warmer.<\/p>\n\n

Years passed. Snow White grew up. Sparkle also grew a little - he became the size of a large dog, no more. After all, he was a pet. He could already lift Snow White on his back and fly with her over the castle park - low, low, above the tops of the apple trees. She held him tightly by the warm neck and laughed so loudly that the evening sparrows jumped from the branches and flew after them.<\/p>\n\n

When Snow White became queen, Twilight lay on the steps by her throne. Not as a guard. As a friend. Whoever entered the throne room saw the dragon. And never once did he see danger in him. For his eyes held the same warm gold as when he was a child.<\/p>\n\n

And Snow White often thought, stroking Sparkle's warm scales: "Whoever truly knows you doesn't look at who you look like. Sparkle didn't see a princess in me. He saw a friend. And I didn't see a monster in Sparkle. I saw love.".<\/p>\n\n

And this was probably her most important royal wisdom. Don't look at labels. Look for the essence. If you find a friend \u2014 even if he's green, scaly, and lights up \u2014 keep him. Because friendship isn't about standards. It's about the heart. And it often comes in forms we didn't expect at all.<\/p>\n\n\n

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\u2728 True friendship doesn't care about labels - it looks into the heart itself \u2728<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n

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