Princess Captured: Fantasy

They all wanted a piece of her. She knew it, seeing their eyes, seeing the faint red glow of the edges of their scales as their blood became inflamed when they saw her. She even saw a few coiling off in the corners to talk to each other about possible sharing agreements--half a princess was better than none. She didn't know how they knew she was a princess. She was too wise to believe that there was something special about her blood, that her bones were finer, that she was a superior class of being to the other milkmaids that she'd been hiding among. But still they'd found her, swooping down out of the sky and incinerating her cow in front of her, grasping her with those knobbly talons, and flying away with her back to their fortress. She just couldn't figure it.

Inspiration: Trying to get a CSA share split.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: Meh. This has the feel of one of those dragons-*are*-supreme-rulers stories, but I'm still not interested in it.