Chapter One

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"Maradeth!" My father screamed for me. I ran down the hall holding onto my dress tightly as my blond,curly hair popped up with every hop. "Yes father?" I ran up to him. My father was king Trevor. He was a great king but a horrible father. "Go get Viola!" My father screamed at me and pointed at the door that led to the garden out back. I ran to the door and opened it quickly. I saw Viola by the door,sitting with head in her knees. Her black messy hair covering her arms as she hand them wrapped around her knees. I bent down and rubbed her back softly. "What's wrong?" I questioned. She looked up at me with her eyes red and her cheeks sticky and tears rolling down her face. "Your father he punished me." She said holding out her arm to me. There were cuts all up and down her arm and some of the cuts had shards of glass in them. I patted her head. "I'll be back." I trudged out the door furiously. "Why did you do that Viola?" I spoke out. He looked at me fiercely. "Because she tried to leave!" I crossed my arms,annoyed.I marched out the door toward the dragon stables. "Porrelth!" I called out to my young Dragon,Porrelth. He cane flying towards me then landing on my shoulder. "Hello little guy!" I smiled as I stroked his head. He was a month old dragon with red eyes and white scales. He was the youngest dragon there out of all the stables. I had a dead mouse in my pocket every day so I could feed him when my father wasn't looking. "Here you go. I bet you're really hungy." I petted him on his beak for a nose. I gave him the mouse and he swallowed it whole. I looked down at him smiled up at me. Then me and my small dragon, perched on my shoulder,heard a noise.

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