Prologue

In that moment he felt nothing, just flew, after he saw how the armies of the wizards destroyed his father's then humiliate his mother and sister, also killed the elder one, he couldn't feel anything his mind and heart blocked, so his body, all of him. The dragon was the only thing he could realize, even he did not notice they flew, though his eyes saw the bluely shining water mirror of the Northern Sea at his mind a clip repeated about how they stabbed his mother and came for him. There the clip ended, because then he just he just took a sword up, which he had straitened right that time too, and even though he wanted to fight those bastards the dragon grabbed him and started their journey to the north.

He shouted lot of things for long to the flaming fortress, what was surrounded by the wizard king's red armoured great army, but then he climbed up to his dragon's back and deepened into his thoughts, and repeated the sooner mentioned memory again and again. It could have been midnight when his mind started to clear enough not to see illusions but the shoreline and the small village next to it and asked his dragon to land. He had to think, his head ripped, but at least his thoughts were about he has to survive, not to fight, no, his father tried that way and hadn't been able to save the things were important to him, the family he loved, the home he had.

'Firstly' he tought 'I have to do something with my clothes, cause it could be a little dangerous to start a journey to the north only in a shirt' because he planned to go north, out of the borders of the empire he lived in maybe there would be less danger to him. 'though I don't have so much money' reached in his pocket and pulled out that few golden coin he had got from one of his friends before the battle, his heart pounded in the moment he thought in what he will leaves behind if he goes on with his plan. 'I may could buy a lined armour, and some food, maybe a knife too, as if I heard in one of my lessons that in the northern markets the price level isn't high.' With that he had gone in the village, and filled his supplies, luckily he could buy more than he had excepted and though with doubts he started the northern journey.