Chapter 5:

I wondered up and down the castle halls. Once again trying to find a way to entertain myself. Spyro was off on a date with Elora, and Bianca had to leave earlier than expected because, according to Bentley, "He got himself stuck atop a glacier because his jetpack broke." And the little ones were asleep, and I would rather it be that way.

Suddenly I hear a familiar voice behind me. "Fayra!" He said joyfully. I turn and smile at the Gnorc.

"Gnic!" I said. The friendly Gnorc smiled back and walked over. Enveloping me in a bear hug. "Gah! Gnic, Ginc buddy you're killing me."

"Uh, oh! Sorry." He said shyly before putting me down. I laughed.

"No worries. So what's up with you today?"

Gnic gave me this joyfully childish grin before resting it on the sword to his side. " Oh I'm just patrolling the castle grounds. You know. Doing my job."

Yes. Ever since Gnic showed up at the castle to tell the others where Gnastys minions took me, we decided that we could use his, as well as the other peaceful Gnorcs help. So now they all remain scattered across the dragon realm being trained by some of the warrior dragons.

And with a bit of convincing I talked Nestor into letting Gnic live at the castle, as long as he was a guard. " That's good." I chuckled. He then looks down shyly and fidgets with the handle of his sword. " Something wrong?"

" I uh.. I broke my sword." He admits, putting the handle and a bit of the blade out of his sheath handing it over to me. It was a hard hit, whatever broke this. The break was chipped and jagged.

As I exam the break I asked him, "How did this happen?"

He shrugs. "I found it like this." I glared at him. He put his hands up, " Really!"

"Alright. What about the rest of the blade?" He then turns the blades sheath upside down and a few metal shards fall into his hand. " This was all that was left." He said quietly.

"How.. In the world did this happen?" I asked, more so to myself than him.

" Well I uh, did leave it outside by accident. Someone must-ah found it and broke it. Can.. Can you fix it?" I looked up at him. Then down at the blade again.

" I may need to just make you a sword Gnic, there's no saving this." He looks down sadly. "Hey it's okay, this stuff happens. Please be more careful next time alright?" He smiles and nods.

"I'll be back in ah couple of hours then to see how it's coming then?" I nod. "Good. See ya then." And with that he turned and left, making his way to the castle gardens. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair as I looked down the broken blade.

There was something strangle ominous about the break.

I pulled on my thick heat resistant gloves as I lit the flame to the kindle. Tossing bits of scrap metal into the pot to be melted down. I watched at the metal slowly began to glow red and turn to liquid before taking the handle of the pot and pouring it into the sword mold. As I stood and waited for the metal to cool, I heard two little voice outside the door.

"What do you think she's doin'?" One asked

"She's making a cool sword! Duh, can't you see that?" The other replied

"Oh! Do you think she'll make one for us?!"

"Not until you two are old enough, so don't even think about asking." I replied, not turning away from the mold.

"Aww man!" Ember sighed sadly as Flame ran up and started clawing at my leg.

" C'mon miss Fay! You weapons are sooo cool!" The little red dragon said with these big puppy dog eyes. I laughed and pat the small dragons head.

" Thank you Flame, but flattery will get you nowhere." I turned back to the weapon. It was cool enough to take from the mold now. As I picked up my metal tongs I said, " I need to get back to work, why don't you two go back to the nursery. Bubba's probably worried about where you two went."

" But Faaayyyyy! We wanna watch you make swords!" Ember whined.

" I said no. I'm sorry sweetie but it's too dangerous for baby dragons to be here." I replied as I set the still hot sword onto the table beside me.

I stupidly was focusing on the twin fledglings, and ended up touching the blade. I pulled my hand away quickly before too much damage could be done. "Ow.. You see!" I said, cooling my hand in a tub of water. " I've worked with metal for years and I still make mistakes. Maybe another time okay?"

" You got magic, don't you miss Fay?" Flame asked.

"... Yes?" I said, confused as to why this mattered right now.

"Well don't you use your magic to work with metal instead of those big gloves?" I gave him a confused look.

"I.. I don't believe that's how it works love. My magic is like a forcefield, or levitation. I'm not sure how I could replace my gloves with it."

"What if you make a forcefield around your hands?" Ember offered. I glanced down at my hands for a second, then back at them.

Before I could speak I heard Bubba's voice thunder through the halls, "Ember! Flame?!"

I smiled and looked down at the twins. " I think you're needed back at the nursery." The two glanced at each other before rushing out of the room.

Flame waved at me and shouted "Bye miss Fay!" then disappeared down the hall.

I chuckled warmly as I went to put the glove back on. Then I stopped and looked down at my hand. It seemed ridiculous, a force field around my hand… But maybe...?

I hummed as wiggled my fingers around, trying to decide how best to achieve this. Think of it, like a rock, around your arm with your magic. Mold it to it.

I snapped my fingers, and like that, a shield of magic formed around my hand, but then it flickered and disappears. I watched my hand. Needs polishing, but I'm up to something. I then turned back to the sword to get back to work.

"Damn it! Now it's cold!. I don't want to start over!"

(Yes I did make Bubba the babysitter of the baby dragons. Bubba would make a good pop and I will fight you if you disagree.)