Royal SeaWing prisoner

Chapter 16

North stood on the stone floor beneath the edge where princess Burn accidentally let the SkyWing egg fall and where Hvitur was killed. North saw a piece of eggshell laying close to him. He picked it up gently, feeling a pang of sadness as he gazed at the delicate, translucent surface. "I'm so sorry, little one," he whispered, tears prickling at the corners of his eyes. "We should have protected you better."As he turned away from the fragment of hope, his gaze fell upon a skeleton, its bony talons still clutching the hilt of a small pebble he grabbed while he fell of the edge. North approached, recognizing the form of his friend, Hvitur. He reached out and lifted the skull, running his thumb gently over the smooth surface. "You gave your life to fulfill your prophecy, my dear friend," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "And I will ensure that your sacrifice is not forgotten." A single tear dropped from his eye and landed on the skull, leaving behind a faint stain on the ice-cold surface. With a heavy heart, North replaced the skull, taking care to straighten the bones of his loyal companion. He knew that the future held no promise of victory or happiness, but he would carry on, driven by the memories of those who had fought and died beside him. For them, he would find a way to keep their legacy alive, even if it meant sacrificing every last breath in his body. North cradled the delicate skeleton of the SkyWing dragonet in his claws, marveling at its intricate bone structure. He had never seen anything like it before. The little creature had been buried beneath the ice for who knew how long, but now, in North's hands, it would have a chance to live again. "I enchant you, little one," North whispered, his voice barely audible over the wind that howled across the frozen tundra. "May your spirit return to your body, and may life flow through your veins once more." As North spoke, the air around the skeleton began to shimmer with magic. Slowly but surely, the bones began to transform, growing flesh and muscle as if by magic. The dragonet's wings unfurled from their compact position, stretching out wide and strong. Its eyes flickered open, gazing up at North with a hint of confusion and wonder. Sahara watched from a distance, her sharp gaze fixed on North as she observed the transformation. She had always known that the IceWings were powerful sorcerers, but she had never seen anyone bring a dead creature back to life before. She was both impressed and wary of North's abilities. North felt the dragonet's heart begin to beat within its chest, a steady rhythm that seemed to synchronize with his own pulse. He could feel its warmth spreading throughout its small body, and he knew that it was ready to emerge from its skeletal prison. With careful deliberation, he placed the dragonet onto the ground, letting it stand on its own two legs for the first time in centuries. The little SkyWing looked around, blinking in confusion at the unfamiliar surroundings. It let out a soft chirp, testing its vocal cords, and then took a tentative step forward. North smiled, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment as the dragonet explored its newfound freedom. North peered at the small SkyWing dragonet he had just brought back to life. The little creature was perched on his talons, looking up at him with wide, curious eyes. "Alright," North said, picking up the dragonet in his claws. "I know you're not my dragonet, but I'll name you Altitude." Altitude looked at North for a moment before breaking into a tiny smile. It was the first time North had seen such a expression on the dragonet's face, and it warmed his heart. He felt a strange sense of connection to this little creature, as if they shared some unspoken bond. "So, Altitude," North said, flying over toward the kingdom of Ice that stretched out below them. "What would you think of your new home?" Altitude chirped softly, flapping its wings eagerly. North laughed, feeling a surge of joy. Maybe this little dragonet would turn out to be more than just a child after all. Maybe they could become something more... like family.