-Prologue-

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The queen of the skywings was angry. Very angry in fact. The guards scrambled around the palace trying not to annoy her. All her prisoners kept escaping! First that annoying sandwing, then that absolutely dreadful icewing, and now... that royal seawing! I wanted that seawing for my hatching day! She thought gruffly. The only upside to today, was that her spies had reported that there had been some activity in one of her far off mountains. It was one of the closest mountains to the wasteland in between the kingdom of sand and the ice kingdom. There are reports of 8 dragons, 5 dragonets, and 3 adult dragons. Some spies say it's the dragonet prophecy. Those spies are now dead. Suddenly, a skywing  burst into the throne room and jumped forward to bow before her. With shock she realized that it was pyrite. She's supposed to be looking for gill. Maybe she found him. Then I could torture him for trying to escape! She thoughtPyrite was her animus and had been one of the first dragons to try and chase gill down when first reports of gill's escaping came through. "You may speak, Pyrite" she stated, looking down her nose at the gold and yellow dragon. Panting, pyrite started speak, "that wretched seawing" pyrite's nose curled in disgust, "he..he got away. But your majesty! I have good news as well." That's when she couldn't take it anymore. She lifted her head up to the sky and roared until all the guards were forced to stumble back, and pyrite covered her head with her wings. She saw her kitchens adviser turn bolt out of the room in response to general garnet, who asked the dark red dragon to bring her majesty a scavenger. She brought her head back down and stared at pyrite. "So... the good news?" She asked. Pyrite lifted her wings and turned her head towards her. " I enchanted him..." she began. A slow malicious smile began to stretch across her face. "To never ever speak again, so he can never talk, not in aquatic, nothing." pyrite finished. Now that is just thrilling. scarlet thought, as she munched on her scavenger.

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