First off: I must apologize if this story does not feel very thought out, because it wasn't. This was something written purely for fun. Still...I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1
It had all begun when she had found him in the North. Ségdae had only been a young drake then, with a lovely coat of red-gold scales. The Lady had offered him a hoard of gold in exchange for service…in the army she planned to use in the takeover of Narnia. But she didn't know that he was a good dragon.
Good dragons were rare in Narnia. They had mostly kept to themselves since the White Witch rose to power. The good dragons hid in the North in faraway caves, old castles, and other hidden places.
Her face turned pale with fury when he refused. But she continued trying to persuade him.
Very soon he got tired of listening to her, and became extremely annoyed. Rearing back, he opened his mouth to shoot flames at her.
But suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his leg. Then he was frozen in place as blackness covered his vision.