Dragon Diary

Missing Whelp

Cand's POV

Every time I wake up beside my loving mate I can not help but remember why she is even still alive, the awesomeness of that healing spell. Ruinar is nothing short of surprising. I am now surrounded by my loving friends and family daily. I am a blessed drake indeed, but is it also possible to love someone so much it makes you blind?

I am not talking about the love I have for my mate, or even my beautiful newborn whelp, but another whelp I consider my own son. I am afraid that my feelings for Ruinar have made me turn a blind eye to his magic. I can not turn back time and make him stay away from Gaelon. I have to decide my best course of action. I must try to save him from the darkness. He is far too young to have no soul.

The boy is not evil, so I suspect that some time in isolation from the Ancient Language will help set him right. I can not exile a whelp. What kind of king would I be if I did that. I will put the Ancient Language on lock down. No one will go near those black books ever again. I think I can train Ruinar to resist his magical urges...

I shifted and lost my train of thought as I heard the cries of the baby fill the room. I kissed my mate on her pale blue cheek and then rose from bed to go tend to my daughter. Ruinar would have to wait.

I rocked and sang an old lullaby, lulling her to sleep in my arms. When I look down at her tiny form in my paws I can not help but feel amazement and a little fear. Gaelon could use his dark magic and attack the Palace at any time. We no longer have any magical shields protecting the perimeter so we have no way of keeping him from using magic to sneak inside. It makes me feel a bit paranoid, since Gaelon himself was the only dragon with enough magical power to shield an entire dragon civilization. Then again, maybe his son could help me?

Soraya was sound asleep once more, so I decided to go for a walk around the Palace to look for him. Leaving my mate and child to snooze peacefully, I went out into the hallway and headed down the stairs. At this time of the morning Ruinar was bound to be asleep in his room. That's where I was going first.

I finally made my way there and quietly opened the door to peek inside. The room was dark but I could see two forms of sleeping dragons, both much larger than the boy. They were sleeping on opposite sides of the room. As my eyes sort of adjusted to the darkness I realized that Ruinar was not here.

I pushed my way inside and moved silently toward the sleeping form on my left. Now that I was closer I could see it was my green head servant.

"Arod?... Where is Ruinar?" I whispered as I nudged his shoulder gently, trying to wake him.

He let out a tired groan and was then blinking up at me, seeming dazed. After a moment he shook his head and pointed his tail across the room tiredly. "Oh Cand, it's you... I don't know where he is, Almira would not tell me."

"Almira?..." I mumbled, turning to move toward the other sleeping form in the room. "Almira, wake up." I said softly. It was hard keeping my worry and fear from expressing as anger, but I am pretty sure most dragons struggle with this instinct.

The pale green female slowly stirred and turned her head to look up toward me. She blinked and then her face suddenly turned to shock and horror as she realized her King was staring her down.

"Sorry Almira, but I was hoping to find Ruinar. Do you know why he is not here?"

She gulped nervously and I did not have to be a mind reader to know she knew something. She began to quiver as if in turmoil about telling me the truth. It was strange, I have never seen her act this way.

"You better talk, where is he?" I demanded. Anger was building in my voice that I could not control.

Almira sighed and then bowed to me respectfully. "He... I...We... As far as I know he is now in exile. He said he decided for himself so you would not have the burden on you. He was persistent and forced me to help him get outside the Palace. He did not want you to worry about him."

I dropped my jaw in shock. Was I hearing her right? He had put himself into exile? "So he is lost in the Forbidden Desert then? How could you let him go? He is only a small child. He can't survive those harsh desert conditions." I roared.

Almira shivered and tears began to form in her eyes as she replied. "Sir, he wanted to go to the desert but I refused to abandon him in such a desolate place. Instead I teleported to the edge of the Talvern Forest. He was kinda mad but It was the only thing I could think of."

I felt my anger building up inside my chest, causing me snarl rather viciously. "You do realize that the forest is full of wolves and typhors who would probably see a whelp as a yummy snack."

Almira's face suddenly turned to fear. I tried to calm down and sigh before I did something rash. "You do realize that he is a lot stronger then you give him credit for. He has Dark Magic." She said cautiously. That fact isn't going to make me feel any better.

I snarled and shook my head. Almira shrugged. After all this time dealing with Gaelon's anger she was not afraid of me one bit. "He insisted, and at least he is not in the desert." She added bravely.

Arod was now awake as well and moved closer to stand beside me. "Sir I can have a search party assembled within the hour." He said encouragingly. I nodded frustrated. I would have no choice. I have to find him. What I don't understand is why he would want to run away. Maybe I am a more terrible king then I ever imagined. What did I do or say to make him fear living here?

(Hey guys, what do you think of a change of POV so late in the story? Hope it's not confusing. Let me know what you think below and thanks for your support. More to come soon.)