Jann is minding his own business. He is playing by himself in the courtyard with a wooden sword: this definitely constitutes minding his own business. Nothing that follows is his fault.
Meanwhile, Jann hasn't gotten much better about reading his mail.
He graduates from knight school and comes home to be actually knighted. He brings Glynn, because it's a special occasion and Glynn's his best friend.
Now where's Milo? It's a special occasion and Milo's his cousin.
"It seems so. Naturally, we would like him rescued by someone who understands the situation, because it'll be a bit of a mess if he's rescued by someone who doesn't."
This is Jann's Knight Face. Even though he has not technically been knighted yet.
"Roxim. He lives in the Mountains of Morning, he's very old, and he has a reputation for being unusually agreeable for a dragon when someone comes to rescue a princess from him. But I'd still recommend that you try explaining the situation before making a more traditional challenge."
"Right then. Can Glynn stay here while I'm off fetching Milo? I wanted him to be there when I got properly knighted and all."
Knock, knock?
When he hears the knock, he finishes drying the plate he just washed, to give him time to think about whether he really wants to go see who it is. That didn't sound like Beryl or Chirailia. If he's lucky, it's someone who understands what's going on. If he isn't... well.
He answers the door.
"Oh good, it's you," he says. "And just in time, too. I was starting to get bored."
"You're welcome, Milo. Where's your dragon? I'd better try to explain rather than just sneaking off with you."
"He's napping in the back. You can come in and have a cup of tea if you want, while we wait for him to wake up. You look very dashing. Did I miss your knighting? I missed your knighting, didn't I."
"I postponed my knighting to come get you, Princess," snorts Jann, stepping into the caves. "We'll go home and I'll get knighted and you'll have a front-row seat."
"Alternately, I could pour the kettle over your head," grumbles Milo, but he shows Jann to the kitchen and provides tea and does not dump boiling water on him.
"Exasperating. But I did get to organize the dragon's library and treasure rooms. That part was fun."
Dragon footsteps approach and Jann puts his teacup down and clears his throat.
"I smell a knight!" says Roxim.
"Roxim, this is my cousin Jann, who is here to verify that I am a prince," says Milo. "Jann, the dragon Roxim."
"Hmmm," says Roxim. "He does smell like a princess."
"Probably he should change soaps," says Jann blandly.
Roxim chuckles. "Oh, very well, he's running out of things to do anyway. Go on then. If you'd like to tap me with the flat of your sword to have a story to embellish for all your friends, you may, since you're so polite."
"That's very kind of you," says Jann, and he taps Roxim on one of his horns quite gently with the flat of his sword, and then bows again and gestures to Milo.
He finishes his tea and rinses out the cup and puts it away - Jann's too, and the teapot and kettle - and bows to Roxim and departs with Jann.
Jann has had the foresight to bring along a second horse. Onto the second horse goes Milo. "This way. I'm glad I didn't have to actually fight him, graduation or no."