Chapter 12

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"So if that wasn't the dragon who captured Gibsy, where is the real one?" Guinevere asked, confused.

"I know there's another dragon's lair that should be somewhere around here, so we should continue on this path, and we'll eventually find the cave," Matthew replied.

Luckily for the four, Matthew was able to find the actual location of the dragon about twenty minutes later.

"Are you sure that this is the real area that the dragon is hiding my future hubby?" Guinevere asked, a little skeptical.

"Because..." he began a little nervously.

"Continue, please."

"The dragon that kidnapped him was mine, and I made him capture the prince."

"Are you saying that you kidnapped one of the only men that I have ever loved at our wedding that was supposed to be the happiest and most perfect day of our lives!!!" Guinevere yelled angrily.

"Be quiet; I'll explain later. Malina, come with me. I want you to meet my dragon, Majestic," Matthew whispered before taking Malina's hand and walking into the cave with her.

"Why are you taking me but not the others?" Malina asked as she entered the cave with her friend.

"It's best for Majestic to meet one person at a time," he replied. He then softly whistled the same dragon that was at the wedding came forward to them!

"It's okay, Majestic. I'm a friend of Matthew's, and I promise that I won't hurt you," Malina explained to the dragon.

"She's telling the truth, boy," Matthew added before the mighty dragon walked closer to the duo and put his head near Malina's, which she snuggled with.

"Can I come in now? I want to see Gibson as soon as I can?" Guinevere asked aloud from outside.

Majestic growled, feeling upset after hearing Guinevere's impatient voice.

"It's alright, Majestic. She's my cousin, and the reason we came was to rescue her fiancé, Prince Gibson," Malina explained, not wanting the dragon to harm anyone.

"Will you please bring out Gibson now?" Matthew asked.

Majestic nodded, went further into the cave, and brought back an unconscious Prince Gibson.

"So, why did you have Majestic kidnap the prince in the first place?" Malina asked after Guinevere joined them in the cave.

"A couple of months ago, before the ball took place, I overheard the king and Queen talking to the wizard about their son's stubbornness to get married. The sorcerer agreed to put a spell on Gibson so that he's willing to marry someone. However, they didn't know that the wizard was evil and would make Gibson hand over the crown to the wizard so that he could become king and kill Gibson and his new wife. I had Majestic take Gibson to his cave so I could find a way to have the prince go back to normal," Matthew explained.

"How are you doing with that?" Malina asked.

"Where am I?" Gibson asked for he had now awakened and was looking around at his new surrounding.

"Gibby-poo! You're alive!" Guinevere exclaimed as she ran toward him and squeezed him.

"Who are you, and why are you hugging me?" Gibson replied, confused by Guinevere's actions.

"I'm your fiancée, Guinevere. We were about to be married when this dragon took you to his cave," Guinevere replied.

"Wait, I actually agreed to marry someone? Mother and Father must have asked the wizard to make me change my mind. I'm not ready to get married. I want to go home and live my life the way I did, and when I'm finally ready, I'll find the girl of my dreams and then settle down."

"But you were the love of my life! I can't believe it!" Guinevere whined through tears.

So the five of them climbed onto the back of Majestic and went back to the palace church.

"The elder prince is now home, and his wedding to Guinevere Williams is off!" Matthew exclaimed to the town.

"Are you serious!" one townsperson called out after everyone was off of the dragon.

"Yep, I'm not ready to get married yet," Gibson explained.

"Also, what are we going to do with the feast?" somebody else questioned.

"Actually, I have something else to say," Matthew answered. He went down on one knee, opened his mouth, and said...

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