A/n. This story is my first one on her. There may be splling mistakes onit. So bare with me.
I sat on my bed. It was after after the coronation. It was a trick thing to actually believe that i was really staying here. My mother's little dragon was in a safe place. But i just sat here and thought to my self.
"Wow. I've really did well."
How must i look to others on the Isle of the Lost?
This chapter may be short. But it is my first one. Comment if you want me to change it. And if you like it.