Fire and Ice [NEEDS EDITING]

Chapter 3

Frost's PoV
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I'm different. I'm not like them, am I? My scales are a different color, and wherever I walk, others are sure to give me a wide berth. Why? What makes me so scary, or mean, or whatever it is? What's wrong with me, Queen Polar?

"Nothing is wrong with you. You're just yourself." But...am I normal?

"....."

What?

"Your parents never told you? Wait, never mind. They don't care about you, which is why you live in the palace. But usually, when dragonets like you hatch out, we take them far away and dump them into the freezing ocean."

But why? Why dump dragonets like me into the ocean?

"Because...you were born with too much frostbreath, Frost. That's why you're named Frost, why others avoid and never touch you, why you're whispered about and stared at."

So it's a curse?

"No. Well, perhaps, depending on who's view you're looking at it from. I don't like to think about it that way, though. I like to think that you were born for a reason."

What's the reason, Queen Polar?

"First, you must understand that dragonets like you are exceedingly rare and extremely dangerous."

Is that a good thing?

"In this case, yes. Which is why I kept you alive. I think that you were born to help us win the war."

The war? What do I have to do with the war?

"Frost, you have an ability that nobody else in the tribe has. You have the ability to kill, on contact. You can cause severe frostbite, even to us. That is what being born with too much frostbreath means. Which is why I am training you for war."