One of a Kind Dragon

Hope’s wings reminded Willow of Lunar. Willow opened her eyes to see Darius awake and living. He smiled at her. Her sister standing by them smiling.

Willow looked up and immediately understood, there was a cage big enough to fit her mother and herself with room to spare hanging above their heads.

Willow detached herself and shoved her mother out of the way just as it came down on her.

Confused, Hope took one look at her daughter behind bars, and without a moment’s hesitation lunged at Malum

“I challenge you to a battle for the throne!” Malum screamed scrabbling back, Hope stopped mid-slash in surprise.

“I Princess Malum of the Auroratails, challenge Queen Hope of the Auroratails to the Battle for the throne,” Malum repeated

“State your terms,” Hope answered sitting back

“If I win I get complete control over the entire kingdom and get to kill all relatives, friends, and family of Princess Willow including herself, and if you win you keep control and kill me.”

“Fine the battle will commence tomorrow at sunset when the sun is just visible over the horizon, in the meantime let Willow out and we may all go to sleep.”

“Fine!” Malum said angrily

That night as Willow got into her new bed she thought of what it would be like to die. Willow dreamt of falling from a cliff. Lunar smiled happily down at her as she fell. She snapped awake before she hit the ground below.

A young dragon was standing by her bedside, he wore white and gold armor.

“Princess Willow,” he said bowing “The battle is beginning in one hour.”

“Thank you sir” she answered still calming down from her nightmare. The guard left and closed the door behind him.

She started to get ready, putting on her new crown and a chain-mail tunic. A small spot in the crown was empty and Willow took her jewel and slipped into the crown, it fit like a glove, and it looked like it belonged.

About 45 minutes later the guard came in followed by Darius and Rollan, Darius was dressed in a white and gold suit with black shoes and a small bandage across his eye.

Rollan was dressed in a knight suit complete with a helmet that almost covered his almond shaped and coloured eyes.

“Princess Willow, the challenge is about to begin.” the guard announced.

“Thank you,” she answered as she walked out the door. All of them walked in silence toward the arena.

Once they arrived Willow immediately ran to her mother who was dressed in a chain-mail tunic, an iron helmet, and a diamond-tipped tail spike.

“Mother, I won’t let you die!” Willow cried

“No dear I must fight for my throne, you mustn’t interfere!” Hope retorted, taking her daughter’s shoulders in her claws. She pulled her daughter into a hug and whispered “Your sister will never win it is not her destiny.”

“Queen Hope,” said a guard “It’s time.”

“Thank you Mia” Hope answered. After one last hug, her mother walked off into the arena.