“No.” The King gawked.
“No? Why? I am offering you the Hand of my daughter to slay the Dragon that roams the Lands! A man would kill for such an opportunity!”
“Because I will not hurt an innocent animal that just follows his migratory pattern. And I am already married.”
So saying, she took off the helm of her armor, letting her hair fall around her shoulders.
Removing the left gauntlet as well, to show off her ring, she added: “To the dragon.”
Then, throwing down the gauntlet at his feet:
“Your move, Dad.”