"What?!" Spyro exclaimed surprised, just like Sparx when he heard what she said, "Ignitus was my father?! But why didn't he tell me!? So long, with him and never ... "

"Let me explain, Spyro" his mother reassured him, Spyro paid attention to him, "Ignitus should have explained to you that the purple dragon is a dragon born every ten generations. However, it does not follow a specific descendant: it is born by chance of fate".

"Does it mean that none of my grandparents or great-grandparents was a purple dragon?"

"That's right, any pair of dragons can be blessed by the ancestors to have as a child the legendary purple dragon every time it appears" saying this he hugged him, "We were very happy for your birth, but we also knew that Malefor would come for you For that reason Ignitus thought that he would be better off in the temple protected by the guardians and himself.

"But what about Flame?"

"The night Ignitus and I said goodbye, we had a special sentimental moment. From there I got pregnant with Flame, but I didn't know it. Before coming to LunaVillage, Ignitus and I decided to keep the secret that we were the parents of the purple dragon, for your protection. If Malefor found out, he would have used us both against you and possibly you would have died or worse"

Spyro remembered when Ignitus passed away: the darkness that had invaded him when he fought Galu had reappeared and almost brought him to his doom had Cynder not stopped him. If he had known that Ignitus was his father, perhaps that darkness would have completely dominated him and he would have become a second Malefor.

"I understand" said Spyro, "the important thing is that now I am with you and Flame. We can be a family again. "

Mother and son embraced.

(Jhonny's Pov)

I had finally managed to catch up with Flame.

"Flame! Wait, please" I said. And he turned around.

"You are Jhonny, right?" He said.

"Yes, tell me ... is something wrong?"

"No ... I was just thinking ..."

He was silent for a few moments.

"Ok ... I need to say it ... I'm Sybilla's son too ... and so I'm Spyro's brother"

"Woah, what a coincidence" I said, "I already thought you looked the same as Spyro"

"Oh, so you already knew… or almost. Well, it doesn't matter, let me tell you… "

The conversation was a long one, but what really surprised me was that Flame and Spyro's father was Ignitus. That was something that surely not even Spyro would have imagined.

"I understand" I told him once he had finished, "But then why did you go and not take Spyro to your mother?"

Flame sighed a bit before answering:

"Because ... I don't know what it's like to have brothers"

"Well… I'm not the best example to say it" I said after a few seconds of memories, "But I will tell you that I have a little brother. However, sometimes I annoy him and make him angry, that causes fights"

"And do they always treat each other like this?"

"No, not always. I guess it's trying to make a joke, but it doesn't always turn out the way you planned. We also have good moments: when we play together, when we go out for a walk, when we share, on many occasions"

"And how should I relate to Spyro?"

"It's like… being yourself with your best friend. You will have good and bad moments, but you must not forget the bond of brothers that unites them and makes them strong. Just be yourself"

Flame looked at me for a while.

"Thank you, I think you're right ... I'll try" he finally said.

"Well said"

Suddenly, a voice had broken the silence.

"Flame!"

We turned to see who had spoken. She was a dragon with scales and pink wings, around her neck she had a necklace with a heart ornament. And she wasn't alone: she was with Edel.

"Hello Flame, good to see you" said the dragon, and then she turned and noticed me, "tell me, who is your friend?"

"My name is Jhonny, and you?" I told.

"I am Ember a friend of Flame and Edel, are you new here?"

"As I already explained to you" Edel interrupted her, "he and other dragons had come to bring us the news that I already mentioned"

I looked at Edel, as she looked at me. It really seemed like those eyes were mesmerizing.

"Flame? You feel good?" Ember's voice said.

I returned to my reality (if it was) and looked at Flame: he seemed to be nervous from head to toe. But it was not just any nervousness, it was the typical nervousness when a boy likes a girl.

"Yes ... I'm fine ..." he finally said.

"Well ... how about we meet later at the lake?" Ember told her.

"Okay ... it'll be great" Flame said.

"Well, we are going," said Edel, "There are still some who have not heard the news. Come on Ember. See you, Jhonny "

"See you" I replied.

And they left.