Royal SeaWing prisoner

Chapter 3

Sahara clenched her talons into fists, and deep, angry claw marks appeared on the table beneath her. The room fell silent as everyone gazed at the marks, a visual representation of the danger lurking beneath Sahara's composed exterior. Puffin stood across from her, a sorrowful expression on his face. He lowered his head, his elegant wings drooping, and closed his azure eyes. Puffin was here to speak with Sahara to come visit the Sea kingdom some day. Sahara's voice resonated with authority, filling the chamber. "If you imprison him, I'll banish you from this kingdom," she warned, her words cutting through the air like a sandstorm. The council members gasped, shocked by her audacity to challenge them. A young SandWing council member stood up, hesitant and nervous. "But you can't banish your own tribe, Queen Sahara," he protested, his voice quivering. The queen's eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and determination. She fixed her gaze on the council member, her voice laced with authority. "Don't argue with me, Anole," she retorted. "Let Puffin go, or you'll have to find a new occupation by the Talons of Peace." Sahara's voice said strong and firmly. Anole's jaw dropped, disbelief etched on his face. The realm of the SandWings had long been known for its strict hierarchy and adherence to tradition. The notion that their queen would banish members of her own tribe was unheard of. But Sahara wasn't an ordinary queen. She was a visionary, a queen who dared to break the chains of oppression and seek a new future for her kingdom. She had seen the devastation caused by pointless wars, and she was resolved not to let history repeat itself. The council chamber remained motionless, all eyes fixed on the defiant queen. The weight of her decision hung heavy in the air, as the potential consequences of banishing her own tribe lingered unspoken. Finally, Puffin raised his head, his eyes reflecting gratitude. "Thank you, Queen Sahara," he said softly. "Your mercy and courage will not be forgotten." He said as he got up. Sahara nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "There is strength in unity, Puffin," she replied, her voice filled with determination. "We shall forge a lasting peace between our tribes, one that will protect our future generations." Sahara said happily. With that, she turned away from the stunned council members, her wings spread wide in regal defiance. The decision had been made, and the die had been cast. Sahara knew that her path would not be easy, but she was prepared to face any challenge that came her way. As she left the council chamber, her wings shining in the sunlight, she whispered to herself, "For the sake of our kingdoms, for the power of unity, I will do whatever it takes." Sahara said sliding a talon over the claw marks she put on the table in front of her. And with each step, she embarked on a journey that would reshape the history of the SandWings and SeaWings forever. The story of Queen Sahara, the one who dared to banish her own tribe for the sake of peace, became a legend whispered in the wind, inspiring generations to come.