Prologue
Prince Nugget flicked his tail, he had never been more bored than this moment in life. His mother, Queen Dow, had told him to read every single scroll about BronzeWings he could find after complaining he needed something to do. He'd found eightteen scrolls on them in one shelf and he had only gotten through three.
"This is stupid", he murmured to himself.
Why am I doing this, he thought menacingly. So, they could breath fire for up to an hour, it doesn't mean I need to look through every single piece of parchment that had the word 'bronze' on it. It would be more efficient to look up the lost tribe of the JadeWings that were foretold to live on the island that had used to be a part of GaSici JoBu but had broken off two-thousand years ago. Even then, they weren't going to war with the BronzeWings or anything.
Are we? Probably not. Nugget thought. I don't even know, it's not like mother tells me these things. Even if we are, we have tails that can smash through solid diamond.
Scoffing, Prince Nugget rose from the library chair. I have better things to do than help mother fight a stupid war with the second most peaceful tribe on the continent. He thought and stormed out of the dimly lit room, slamming the door behind him into the winding halls of the GoldWing palace.