Royal vs Dragon

Chapter 3

Kaylee:

We finally got to the palace which took us a good three days. It was terrible. I kept on thinking about how my father had basically sold me out to the palace, and its king. Sleeping in the woods didn't help any either. Now I had an aching neck and back and nobody cares about it. I should know, since I ended up complaining about it for the first ten minutes of our journey after our first night sleeping out in the woods. They just told me to shut up and be quiet and that nobody cares about it. Talk about being rude to a lady! Humph!

The palace looked wondrous from afar, with all of its towers and stone walls. It was amazing!

It wasn't until one of the guards looked back at me as we were about to walk through the royal gates, that I was hanging my mouth open in awe and looking around me in what he referred to as me looking "stupid".  There!  I said it.  "Stupid"!

What is with everybody?!  Huh?!  I can't believe that their treating me this way!  I'm a lady for crying out loud!  I thought as I swayed my arms back and forth in fits of anger and scrunched my face together.  I do have to admit, that if I looked at myself in the mirror right now, I would probably not look very attractive at the moment.  But, hey!  Who cares?!

One of the guards said to me in an authoritative voice without looking, "Ma'am.  I need you to be quiet and settle down, now.  That is not very ladylike of you."

Ladylike?!  Who was he to go and mention that to me now?!  Now that we're at the palace and I'm acting this way he decides to try and get me under his control by mentioning that I'm not acting ladylike at the moment?!  No, thank you!

  "Humph!"  I said and crossed my arms and turned my head so that I was looking to my right as we were still walking forwards.  About a minute late we entered the palace through two glass doors that were outlined in gold.

Devon:

"I don't like this," I said out loud under my breath.  I was bending over the table with all the figurines that were placed in the order of the military and whatnot.  I didn't like this one bit.  There was the whole fact about the dragon and our numbers to consider in our plan of attack.  We also didn't have that many people with the certain abilities needed for defeating the dragon.  Only certain people could have a chance to have these abilities, and hardly anyone did.  It was only around five people for every hundred years who were blessed with these certain abilities.  I, however, was unfortunately not one of them I am sorry to say.  I have been told that the people who have been fortunate enough to inherit these abilities vary at times in their lives when they will end up showing signs of having them.  Their environment would most likely also play a role in it.  There is another fact that only royals could have these powers.  Almost every royal has certain powers, but not very many end up having the powers that are needed in order to defeat dragons and other mystical creatures.  The reason that we need these powers and to hopefully find someone that is a carrier of these powers, is because of the fact that a dragons' scales are about the hardest type of diamond-like substance around.  They have scales that are basically impenetrable to anything.  In the past, however, we have discovered that people who carried these powers were able to defeat dragons and other mythtical creatures while others can't.  We call them "dragon tamers", and we are in desperate need of these people.

I ran my hand through my thick, black hair and gave a huge sigh.  This was going to be extremely difficult.  I'm the prince, and now that I'm eighteen years old and am almost done with my training to be king, my father and his advisers end up actually listening, depending, and valuing my opinion for certain things, and I am even invited to some of the meetings that they have, for which I cannot refuse no matter how much I want to.  That's how it is.  I'm the prince and if I refused to meet with them it would reflect badly on me and the royal family.  I just can't refuse because of the terrible consequences that it will cause me and my family if I did, and I don't want to disappoint them.  I just couldn't do that.  Not when I was finally getting the love and respect that I deserved and desired the most in my life.

My mother and father never seemed to care about me until I turned eighteen this year.  I guess that they thought that now that I was old enough and counted as an adult they thought that I could handle it or something.  Who knows what they were thinking until I turned eighteen?

I leaned over a little bit and rested my elbow on the table keeping it bent and folded my fingers into my palm and rested my chin on the middle of my hand and said, "I have no idea about what we should do about this.  I would suggest that we should end up bringing someone who ends up being a dragon tamer that was the only thing recorded in our history that was able to defeat the dragons and other mythical creatures that had ended up causing problems in our kingdom in the past, but I have no idea about who might be one in this current century.  Do you, father?" I asked him.

He looked up at me, looked me straight in the eyes and said to me with what looked to me as having no expression whatsoever, "I have no idea."  Then he lowered his head back down and didn't look at me for a good fifteen minutes afterwards.

Then we heard a knock at the door.  That knock finally seemed to snap my father out of whatever stupor he was in.  I could tell because he finally lifted his head up and slowly turned his head to the doors to the right since the doors were to his right and to my left since we were on opposite sides of the table, and I ended up turning my head to the left.

I shouted, "Come in!"  towards the door so that the person on the other side of the door could hear me better, because apparently, if you talk towards the person, instead of away from them, they can usually hear you better.  The door opened and in came what looked about six guards or so.  I have no idea why they needed so many guards in the first place all crowded together.

In they came, and in the center it looked like there was a young girl, probably about sixteen or so, with them.  And boy was she a beauty!  I couldn't take my eyes off of her for a few minutes, but after that I caught myself, shook my head, turned around, stood up straight, pulled myself back together, and waited for the guards to tell me why they were here.