9

Celia ate breakfast with her servants in the dining room. "Brilliant work, Glomp!" she said just before she gulped down some noodles. "You've outdone yourself again."

Glomp smiled pridefully. "You are too kind, Your Majesty."

Celia's head perked up. "You're right. I AM too kind!" She pulled out an Uzi from hammer-space and killed one of her guests. "That's better! Take him away."

Two gaurds hurriedly ran to the bloody dragon corpse and removed the body. Celia took a piece of bread and used it to soak up the blood that dripped on the table and scarfed it down.

"Your Majesty, if I may be so bold?" asked Glomp.

"You may."

"Shouldn't we preparing our guests? He's coming and he'll be here in only a few months!"

"Relax, Glomp. You worry too much. Those red and blue dragons aren't fighters; I can tell. That purple dragon is very unique indeed, and I could tell from his scars that he is an experienced fighter."

"What about the black dragon?"

"Hmm. There's something peculiar about her. I saw guilt in her eyes, as well as denial. That's not healthy. We all have inner-darkness, Glomp, it's what keeps our inner-light in check. However, if you deny your darkness, it acts of its own accord. Darkness does not like to be ignored, and it will try to force its will onto you. The more you battle with your darkness, the stronger it becomes. I've seen Cynder's darkness, and its growing at a frightening pace. Also, darkness tries to influence you, and it will try to find the quickest route."

"The quickest route?"

"Everyone has unique traits to their personality, one of which is what the person constantly expresses, or desires to express. The darkness will take advantage of this, and replace that emotion with its darker counterpart. Cynder has strong feelings for Spyro. She loves him, I could see it when I met them. Her darkness is trying to replace that love with lust, the dark counterpart. If she submits to lust, her darkness will consume her."

"Then, what should we do?" asked Glomp.

Celia took a bite of chicken and wiped her mouth. "Invite them over. I want to speak with them personally. And have the servents prepare a bath for me."

Glomp bowed to his queen. "It shall be done, Your Majesty."

Meanwhile...

Spyro sat on the swinging bench in his front yard with his daughters, who were sound asleep. "Ember, if you can hear me, I hope you're proud of me."

Cynder came out from the front door and eyed Spyro. 'He looks soooo sexy! Time to make him mine.' She swung her hips and strutted towards the purple dragon. She sat with and spoke with a breathy voice. "Morning, Spyro."

"Good morning, Cynder," he said, completely oblivious.

Cynder turned and stared at the sky. "Those suns sure look pretty. Do you see any thing else that looks pretty?"

Spyro looked at Cynder and smiled. "Of course, I do." Cynder gasped with hope, but Spyroturned his attention back to his daughters. "They're so beautiful."

Cynder pouted and tried something else. "You know..." Her tail slid behind and brushed Spyro's tail. "I'm sure Ember wouldn't want you to be all alone."

"I'm not alone, Cynder," said Spyro. "I have my daughters and my best friend with me!"

Cynder growled slightly with frustration and got up. "I'll be right back."

"I'll be here."

Cynder ran to the side of the house and looked at her reflection in a window. "T, this doesn't feel right."

"Cynder, just go and give Spyro a big kiss on the lips! I guarantee he'll fall for you."

"But Spyro seems so... so..."

"Hot?"

"That's not what I was going to say!"

"Cynder, trust me. Just pucker your lips and introduce them to his!"

Cynder sighed. "Fine. I'll do it." She went back to the bench and sat down. "Sorry about that."

"That's fine, Cynder."

Cynder's lip quivered, not with lust, but guilt. "I... Spyro, there's something I've wanted to tell you."

"What is it?"

Cynder heard her own voice. "What are you doing? Kiss him!" She turned to see T yelling at her in another window.

"Spyro, do you remember that day we defeated Malefor?"

"How could I not?"

"Well, do you remember how I acted kind of weird after?"

"Yeah. I asked if you said something and you stormed off. Is this about what you said?"

"Yes, Spyro. I've been struggling to tell you. I wanted to tell you, but then I saw how happy you were with Ember and I knew I was too late."

Spyro's jaw dropped. "Cynder... Are you saying..."

"I'm saying I love you, Spyro!" It exploded from her mouth and she knew there was no turning back. She continued while Spyro sat there stunned. "I loved you ever since you saved me from Gaul! That whole time we traveled with that chain around our necks, and I said I hated it? I was bluffing. I was grateful to be so close to you. I love you with all my heart, Spyro. That's what brought me back when he possessed me. When you said you had nothing to fight for, it made me realise you had the same feelings. I don't know if you have those feelings, but I know you did." When she finished, Spyro was in complete shock. It felt so good to get it off her chest. "I don't expect you to love me back, Spyro. I just wanted you to know."

"Cynder... You're right. I did feel the same way. I had a large crush on you during our time together, but when I met Ember, I felt my feelings shift. I... I do thank you for letting me be with Ember, Cynder. Right now, I need some time to think." He picked up his children and walked inside the house puzzled.

Cynder sighed and looked down. "Well. I told him."

"You fucked up, Cynder. You should have kissed him."

Cynder heard someone call her. "Excuse me, miss?"

She walked to the front gate and confronted a red messenger dragon dressed in blue. "Hello."

"I have a letter for you from the Queen." He handed her an envelope and flew off. "Have a nice day!"

Cynder opened the envelope and took out the letter. "Dear Cynder and Spyro, her Majesty the Queen wishes to be your audience in her throne room today at pink noon. Please do not eat beforehand as there will be catering."

9

Pink noon is when the pink sun is at the highest point. Remember there are four suns.