"Do you really think you are fit to run this kingdom while we are at war with Frostinia and Thundria?" The Fire Dragon King asked, sitting on his throne as he watcher his son pace back and forth in front of him. "Personally yes. I have the most strategic way to defeat both the Ice Dragons and the Thunder Dragons, both of which will come to know the power of the Fire Dragons." (Y/N) spoke as he smirked triumphantly, thinking he might've won over his father's heart... possibly thinking he might be able to become king sooner than he thought. "Then what about our people?" "What about them?" "What do you plan to do if our armies are defeated, and our kingdom is invaded," The King asked, knowing well aware that his son had no idea of what could happen. "I haven't the slightest clue." "That brings me to my answer, you are not fit to become king... not yet." The Fire Dragon King sat upon his throne with a smile, showing his amusement in the current situation. "Very well... What do I have to do?"