Chapter 4

Cynder gazed out the solitary window at the full moons. Spyro was sleeping peacefully by her side. She sighed and looked to the floor, deep in thought. That's when she heard it. She recognized it. It was the sound of a Wyvern moving across cold stone. The scraping of the wings, which acted as their front legs, and the clicking of claws.

She got up to try and get a peek at this Wyvern, but saw not. Instead, she heard the sound of a gate opening. "Wake up, Lizard." She heard the Wyvern say. The voice was familiar to her, but she couldn't put her paw on it.

"Wha... Who are you?" She ehard the Lizards voice reply.

"Never you mind. I've got some questions that you should be more concerned with." The Wyvern replied.

"And what could I possible know that you would want to me to share?" The lizard sounded almost mocking, and rather confident. Then came a loud, long sounding magical shriek. And the Lizard screamed in agony.

"Don't play dumb. I know you dealt the poison that killed Zanatus. And I want to know who you gave it to." The Wyvern replied. Cynder got sudden chills, and a sense of fear engulfed her. She remembered that some Wyverns used to serve Malefor, and some of those that did boasted incredible mind based abilities. She turned to Spyro, and nudged him sharply.

"Spyro, get up!" She whispered. he popped his eyes open.

"What... What's wrong?" Spyro stood up groggily.

"Listen..."Cynder replied quietly, and Spyro did indeed listen. 'Who.. Who are you!" they heard the Lizard weep in pain."

"you know me as Advisor Zelas, Now answer me!" the shriek renewed, and the Lziard cried out, his agonized screams gradually reducing to a quiet whimper.

"P-p-p-purple... Dragon... I gave the poison to a purple dragon..." The lizard said. Cynder turned her gaze to Spyro. "What? Impossible, The king was murdered a few days aog, and we only got here earlier today." He said quietly.

"A purple dragon? I find that hard to believe. You'd best start telling the truth." The shrieking noise was beginning to build up again.

"I am! Please! I gave it to a Purple dragon, young. He said something about a 'Partner'. I swear, that's all I know! I was merely contracted to Deliver, not as questions!" The shrieking died down.

"I see. You have been most helpful. But regardless, you were instrumental in the Kings death. Your execution is to be held... Right now." the Wyvern suddenly cackled, as the sounds of a head pounding against stone was heard.

"What are you doing to me! Stop this! Please!" The lizards screams began to turn into pained cries, then agonized whimpers, and finally, a particularly loud crack echoed throughout the dungeon, and there was silence. Spyro was visibly trembling. The sound of a cell door opening was heard, and The Wyvern left the dungeon.

Cynder turned to Spyro. "What's going on, Spyro?" She asked.

"I don't know... But this isn't right. I never traded poison with a lizard or anyone. That... What was that?"

"A Wyvern. Close cousins to Dragons." Cynder replied. "Zelas..." She muttered. Then, a light went off in her head.

"Zelas!" She suddenly exclaimed.

"Who?" Spyro asked. Cynder looked at him.

"There was once a sect of Wyverns who helped Malefor master his many abilities over a weakened mind. Zelas was amongst them, and... Her served me Personally for a time. And HE is the one who just killed that prisoner. I know his voice, and his methods. He is a master of manipulation, warping others minds to make them believe things that aren't real." Cynder bowed her head.

"So... He's seeking revenge against us?" Spyro asked.

"It's all I can think of." Cynder replied.

"Then we need to get out of here." Spyro replied. "If he is looking to avenge Malefor, than I doubt that whatever he has planned is as simple as letting us rot in a cell." Spyro looked out the window.

"But with these braces, we can't hope to get out." Cynder said. Spyro looked down. She was right.

Zelas approached Meinsar, whom awaited patiently in the courtyard. "I've found the info you seek." He said.

"good. Who murdered my father?" Meinsar asked.

"A Pair of dragons within the walls of the dungeon..." Zelas smirked, and told of the lizard, and how he spoke of Spyro and Cynder. Zelas left out the torture details. By the end, Meisnar was awestruck. "Spyro? He did this?"

"Not alone. I can only imagine that he was feeling a rather bit... under appreciated. There's no way to tell for sure, but I think he intended to overthrow the thrown, and take it for himself." Zelas smirked. Meinsar was about to retort, when his mind twinged.

"It makes sense, I suppose..." He muttered.

"Our course of action, Milord?"

"we need to gather more evidence before an execution can be made. See if you can find any witnesses of this. You're a good friend, Zelas. I hope you wont let me down." Meinsar said.

"Never would I let you down, Milord." Zelas said, backing slowly into the shadows. This was too easy...