Dragon Diary

Entry 18: Plans for Freedom

Hello Diary,
I have been feeling sick and still my father makes me learn more of the Ancient Language and a new spell. At least this spell was not for killing. I honestly do not think I could ever do that again. It was the most horrible thing I have ever done. I know that staying at my father's side it can only get worse. I need a way out but even with the slight hope that my mentor is alive, I am still stuck here in the claws of doom.

Ormond's last words have been weighing on me and the only dragon I know who can give me answers is Kram. I have not seen him for days. But, I got lucky. Today I heard his voice bellowing through the halls.

He was in the library, yelling at a servant to bring him a snack. He had just got back from a long flight. He is too much like the king in a lot of ways.  His anger and short temper getting the better of him quite often.

I hesitated to walk into the room, sensing the tension. But my desire for the truth was too strong. I slinked in quietly and saw him standing near a table by the window.

He saw me and shrugged me off. "Shouldn't you be with Gaelon? Last I checked he didn't want you out of his sight."

I snarled and walked closer to him fearlessly. "Now that you have no stupid helmet to protect you I could just use my father's spell on you. But... If I did that I would not get any answers." I tried to use a threatening voice, but as small as I am I am not so sure it worked.

Kram snorted and leaned his head down closer to me. His shinning blue eye reminded me of Eira, his sister. "He told me you could use the spell but I did not want to believe it. This means he trusts you and the plan can move forward to..."

Kram snarled and stopped himself from rambling. He quickly looked around and realized we were alone. He sighed with relief and finally spoke again, this time making more sense.

"Your father is away for the afternoon. I guess he didn't want to carry you with him. Why don't you come with me? I have answers but it will be easier to show you then explain. I have been hiding the truth from him for a while, and I had to keep you in the dark to keep the plan safe. Gaelon can not find out about this rebellion. You and I are the last two close enough to him for it to work, and he has never fully trusted me because of my color."

Kram led me through the halls and stairways until we got to my father's throne room. I gasped in shock as Kram reached for Cand's head and yanked it down from the wall. He snarled and slowly brought it closer to me.

"This head is a fake boy. I am called a master of shape shifting for a reason. Watch..."

He held it for me to see and then closed his eyes. He quivered for a moment and then the shape and color of the dragon head began to change and I was suddenly staring at the head of a young red warrior dragon. In fact, it was the one Cand had killed to protect us in the cave that day.

My eyes were wide open in amazement and surprise. I had no idea a shape shift ability could be developed to shift other objects. That is something I would love to learn. I thought a dragon could only change their own body shape.

Kram let a soft giggle escape his maw and then he was smiling at me. "I took your idea and faked Cand's death. He is building up his strength and gearing up for a King's challenge. The only problem is Gaelon's magic. Dark magic will make the fight horribly unfair for Cand. The only part of our plan that is still uncertain involves you."

I was not sure how to react at first. I was excited, happy, and anxious to know Cand was alive and well. They had only done what they had to to try and get the upper hand. All that sadness and mourning his loss could now be forgotten. But suddenly I felt fear and desperation hit me.

"What do you need me to do?" I heard myself asking through my fear. My father was terrifying but I am a brave little dragon.

"Tomorrow night you need to slip into his bedroom and inject him with this serum." He suddenly revealed to me a huge injection needle filled with purple liquid. "You will have to get it near his heart for it to weaken his powers enough to kill him. I will make sure he has had sleep potion with his dinner so you will not wake him. Only you are small and agile enough to pull off this step."

He paused and snorted as he saw the fear on my face. Sneaking right into my father's bed chamber was not what I thought he would ask me to do. If my father were to wake up and see me then I would never succeed. I would be dead.

"What does the serum do?" I asked hesitantly.

"I created it with some dark magic of my own. It should block him off from his connection to the magic. As much as he relies on it, it should kill him eventually. You just have to make sure he gets the entire dose. After that he will be as weak as a drunk warrior, and finally mortal like the rest of us. That is when Cand will come in and kill him, becoming our new king."

The thought of Cand becoming king filled me with a burst of pride. I am going to do this. For the sake of this entire kingdom, my father's reign must end.

"I will do it, as long as I do not have to try and use that damn spell again." I mumbled up to the blue eyed adviser.

"That spell should have died with him, I am sorry you had to learn it." The wise old dragon said to me before returning my father's trophy back to it's exact position above the throne. It again looked identical to Cand. But this time, looking at it I could smile with a bit of hope.

Clutching the special injection syringe close to me, I returned to my room to hide it until tomorrow night.