More than three-hundred yards away, outside the castle walls, an amazing
team of three dragons and almost fifteen winged horses hovered in a calm
manner, completely oblivious to the entire planet below. The leader of the
dragons erupted in malicious flaps of its black, reddish wings and bellows
and snaps from its massive jaws. The two others, hovering some two feet
behind it, also joined, as well as neighing and low grunts from the
silverish, black winged horses behind the trio.
"Now would be a good time." One of the dragon's riders said. "Don't be stupid, Indira. I can't even see the entrance from here." Morgana replied. Indira turned and looked at the lead dragon and its rider, smiling cunningly, " I assure you, it is there. You should know that creatures of my type have excellent eyesight. All I have to do is attack the window situated in front of baby Midori's sleep chamber, and then, we have the entire planet at our feet!" "She's right, Queen!" Lamya, a middle aged woman, with a fourth of her hair dyed in white and the remaining parts in pure black, smiled too. "It's just that simple. We all know that Lexine's weakness is her prized possession: her only daughter, Midori. And since she's no more than a mere baby, it's almost too easy!"
Morgana's face stiffened, turning her view towards the marvelously shimmering castle in the distance. It looked almost too beautiful to attack. She let out a fast sigh and turned her head promptly towards Indira, "Alright then, on with your plan. I'd love to see your skills, since surely I didn't assign you as my first General for nothing." Morgana's reply slightly made Indira irate, but she kept her tongue, pressed down lightly on the hard skin of her dragon, and rocketed away almost noiselessly.
The planets' nightly winds were refreshingly crisp and gentle, Indira took note of, as she rode upon her dragon, unseen above the clouds, surveying the healthy and quite prosperous land underneath. Her dragon took fastidious, long swoops under and over the clouds until nearly arriving at the farthest, West side of the castle. She patted the dragon's neck with both hands, and when it gave a grunt of acknowledgement, it made a final swoop downwards, until it was leveled with the first lit window at the very top of the castle, and sped up. Indira's eyes widened with alacrity at the magnificent target spot she had chosen to present herself at. At this speed, she could no longer hear much except the solid, murmuring and swishy noise caused by the wind rushing past her. And finally, with a malevolent chuckle, she felt the dragon's body crash into the window, heard his horrifying scream and the sound of rupturing glass, and she jumped off.
"Now would be a good time." One of the dragon's riders said. "Don't be stupid, Indira. I can't even see the entrance from here." Morgana replied. Indira turned and looked at the lead dragon and its rider, smiling cunningly, " I assure you, it is there. You should know that creatures of my type have excellent eyesight. All I have to do is attack the window situated in front of baby Midori's sleep chamber, and then, we have the entire planet at our feet!" "She's right, Queen!" Lamya, a middle aged woman, with a fourth of her hair dyed in white and the remaining parts in pure black, smiled too. "It's just that simple. We all know that Lexine's weakness is her prized possession: her only daughter, Midori. And since she's no more than a mere baby, it's almost too easy!"
Morgana's face stiffened, turning her view towards the marvelously shimmering castle in the distance. It looked almost too beautiful to attack. She let out a fast sigh and turned her head promptly towards Indira, "Alright then, on with your plan. I'd love to see your skills, since surely I didn't assign you as my first General for nothing." Morgana's reply slightly made Indira irate, but she kept her tongue, pressed down lightly on the hard skin of her dragon, and rocketed away almost noiselessly.
The planets' nightly winds were refreshingly crisp and gentle, Indira took note of, as she rode upon her dragon, unseen above the clouds, surveying the healthy and quite prosperous land underneath. Her dragon took fastidious, long swoops under and over the clouds until nearly arriving at the farthest, West side of the castle. She patted the dragon's neck with both hands, and when it gave a grunt of acknowledgement, it made a final swoop downwards, until it was leveled with the first lit window at the very top of the castle, and sped up. Indira's eyes widened with alacrity at the magnificent target spot she had chosen to present herself at. At this speed, she could no longer hear much except the solid, murmuring and swishy noise caused by the wind rushing past her. And finally, with a malevolent chuckle, she felt the dragon's body crash into the window, heard his horrifying scream and the sound of rupturing glass, and she jumped off.