Chapter 1
Simple Solutions
It was an average day in the Kingdom of ice, Dragons going about their daily duties and such. Some Unlucky guards were posted in front of the hatchery, Two females were walking down the main road to the palace talking about an academy, And the royal family was having another argument on what to do with the young dragon currently in a secret part of the dungeon underneath the palace.
Three dragons were sitting in a dimly lit room around a circle table made of ice. In the middle of the table was a round metal ball. The room was only big enough to fit five or six dragons at a time.
"We can't just keep him locked up forever!" Yelled an old icewing, Coated with scars and missing an eye. His scales were white as clouds and he was rather short.
"Well he knew what would happen if he made his choice." Spoke a young, Tall icewing with a mix of white and blue scales. "He should be Grateful we don't kill him." He finished.
"Oh yes he should be so grateful that we killed his brother and mother!" Spoke a beautiful Icewing female with sarcasm ridden in her voice, She was Short and slender with piercing blue eyes.
Following her comment, all three dragons started yelling at each other, Turning the meeting into chaos.
Just then the door was thrown open. A massive male icewing walked in with two guards. Everyone went silent as he walked to a shelf and placed a small scroll on it.
"This...Problem." He started. "Has just become a little more complicated." He said. With annoyance in his voice.
"How?." Said the old icewing from across the table.
"His sister has died." He said, Turning to look at them. Sorrow and anger was the expression he wore.
"Well...I suppose it does add more fuel to the fire." Said the younger icewing at the table. "But Iceberg, You do have a solution? Right?" He said curiously.
"Well only one, But it's bad." Iceberg said looking down. "I don't even want to pitch it as an idea but it may be our last resort." He said.
"Well? What is it then?" Spoke the female from her spot at the table.
"We only have one left and he is chained up…" Iceberg stopped and looked at everyone. "If we can...Convince him to have a dragonet then our problem may be solved." He finished.
Everyone's Expression turned dark, except for the younger dragon.
"Does anyone agree?" Iceberg said weakly
They all nodded yes. Slowly but they all were in agreement.
"Well." spoke the old one. "How do we go about it?" He asked looking around at his three comrades.
The young one was first to answer is question, A dark smile crossed his face.
"Well we could offer him freedom in exchange for a dragonet." He said.
"Well it sounds fair." Iceberg commented from the back of the room.
"Well that's the first half my dear friend." Said the young one as he stood up and walked over to the shelf where iceberg had put the scroll.
"After we get an egg, Then they can both...Disappear." The room was quiet and all eyes were on him.
"You see Prince Winter may refuse, So say...In your case it works out. He agrees to have a dragonet and go free." He stopped and picked up another scroll "Yes we have a dragonet who can serve as our Prince but then we lose winter." He turned and looked at iceberg. "And where do you think Winter will go?" He looked from person to person. Getting no answer.
"Well he can't stay here, We did banish him and all. He won't go down south to the rain forest or near the academy." He said as he pulled out a map and began to cross off area's.
"He won't go west or east to the kingdoms of Mud, Sea or sand." He said crossing them off. "So that means he will most likely go to the Sky wings, And that my dear friends is bad for us." He finished looking at everyone again.
"Why is that?" The old dragon asked
"Because, Polar." He began "All he has to do his tell Queen Ruby about what happened here and then at the next United Tribe meeting she would tell everyone." He stated
"And that would mean more trade routes being blocked…" Iceberg realized.
"Yes!" The young one said "And that means less food and such, We are already losing support in our northern and eastern most regions and if the small folk get to mad or go to long without food then, then we might have a revolt." He trailed off.
"But couldn't we just cut out his tongue?" Iceberg said with slight fear in his voice
"No no that's worse than death my friend, So i say once we have a dragonet then we kill him." He said
"And what about the mother?" The female asked
"Well icerain she may have to disappear as well. I would rather not have so many loose end." He said, glancing at the guards who were turned away from the room
They all sat in the silence for a few minutes. Thinking. Wondering. Is this how they would go about this? Killing an innocent female and a Broken Prince? All for a dragonet?
"Well?" The young one spoke.
They all nodded.
Iceberg walked up to him as Polar and icerain left the room.
"Now i know why they gave you your name ColdHeart." He said in a slightly angry tone. "You are a cold hearted bastard." He said as he walked away.
But where everyone else frowned. Coldheart could only smile. He missed the chaos that Queen Snowflake had often brought ever since those stupid untied tribe meetings started. But now...He was back in the game."