This is dedicated to Sky Nightingale, who I kept on…encouraging to continue her stories, so now I will continue mine. –Beardie ;)
Chapter 10
Scorch felt all the tiredness from the night before descending upon him. His talk with his mother left him confused and tired, and his eyelids drooped heavily.
That was, until a loud herald trumpet went off and he jumped, dragging his and the prisoners next to him's chains, waking them up, too. Some of them hissed, until they saw the great, big, muscular shape at the front of a flying SandWing squadron heading towards the castle.
Queen Scarlet was already on her throne, adorned in all sorts of jewels and gold plating. "Welcome, Burn!" Burn?! The female hulk of a dragon landed in front of her smaller ally, towering over her with battle scars rippling across her scales.
"I was wondering if you would make it to my hatching day party, and you did! So many thrilling arena fights today! And you'll never guess who I have to fight in there!"
Burn raised an eyebrow and said, "Who?" in a raspy, but deep voice. "We'll have them fight later and you will see. But for now, Vermillion, pull out my two incompetent servants and that odd looking SkyWing. And get someone to bring roasted lizards for our guest, and, bring my art," Scarlet commanded authoritatively, and Burn raised her brow again.
Vermillion lifted off, talking to some soldiers and servants, who carried out the commands. Komodo looked even lazier than before, turning all sorts of colors, only a chain restraining her from a possible attack.
What happened to her? Why isn't she attacking? Why do they not know she's dangerous? Kestrel had often called them lazy RainWings, but Scorch did not think any dragon could be that lazy. Does she want to be like this?
Scorch's attention diverted to the dragons being brought to the arena. Vermillion landed in the middle and shouted to the now seated crowd, "On one end are two servants of the high and mighty Queen Scarlet who couldn't fight a RainWing," The crowd laughed, and he continued, "and on the other side, Minerva (*coughRhodicoughcough*)!"
The battle ended abruptly with two SkyWing servant corpses on the ground, one sort of guilty-looking SkyWing breathing heavily, and a hundred or so dragons cheering.
"That was quick! Burn, if you don't mind, I am going to hold a little trial for a certain traitor," Scarlet questioned. The SandWing princess rolled her eyes and sat at a smaller throne beside Scarlet's. Traitor?
A writhing, rust colored dragon was dragged towards a small pit. What was strange about this to Scorch was that he knew this dragon.
It was Kestrel.
