Chapter 11:
I didn't get a chance to see the castle last night. Instead of entering from one of the balconies we walked in through the front door. We entered a rather large ballroom, with a hallway to our left and to our right, and a large staircase in front of us.
The floor was a light purple, white marble tile design, and the the walls were a very pale gray, almost white colored stone. Paintings of different things such as dragons, monsters, and landscapes covered the wall.
We walked up the flight of stairs. In front of us was a large wooden doorway, which Spyro led me inside.
I could hear someone in there working. It sounded like someone cutting and carving wood. Once we pushed the doors all the way open is when I see the source.
In front of us stood a large green dragon. Standing on his two hind legs as he worked at a desk. I couldn't see what he was working on but he seemed really into it.
"Nestor." Spyro spoke up. "There's someone here to see you."
Nestor lifted his head. "Spyro?" He said pulling the goggles off of his face as he turned. " This is an odd time of day from there to be a visitor, who is it?" He looked at us, with a soft, gentle smile, but then it suddenly fades. He looks at me, tilting his head and raising his eyebrows. "Well I'll be." He walked up to me, and with him standing in front of me I get a full view of him. He at standing height was nearly as tall as a house, and when kneeling in front of me, he still towered over me. His black eyes stared right into my soul as a small smile crossed his face. " Fayra. My have you grown."
I was stunned. I had heard of dragons from fairy tales. These giant flying fire breathing monsters that burned down villages and ate people, and one stood before me. Greeting me in such a gentlemanly fashion.
I tried to find a way to respond; a proper hello, but the only thing that came from my mouth was, "You are very tall."
He let out a bellowing laugh that echoed throughout the room. I could feel my face heat up. Why did I say that! I could heat Spyro chuckle too and I made sure he knew I gave him a glare. I then turn back to Nestor.
He wiped the amused tears from his eyes and cleared his throat. "My, still the same as you were when you first came here. Tell me, why did you come back."
I sigh. "It a long story.." I began. He then lifts up his paw and says.
"Then you can tell me another time."
"If that's the case, May I ask a few questions?" I asked. He nods.
"You must be confused. It has been 17 years after all. What do you want to know?"
"Well for one thing. I remember bits and pieces of being here, but not all of it. How did I get here before, and two, how come it's such a big deal that I'm back? Three, how come everyone knows that I am a human, and yet there are 'no humans in the dragon realm.' And lastly, this weird magic power I have. Where did it come from?" I rambled off. Granted a lot faster than I should have, but I wanted answers.
Nestor hums. Leaning back and crossing his arms. " Let's start with, how everyone knows you. You came here 17 years ago, through one of the many ancient portals. The reason this was so... astounding was because they've remained dormant for thousands of years. No one could figure out how to open them. Then suddenly you just, appear!. How you got here, I'm not quite sure, but you told me that you were playing with your friends in a cave and you fell into the portal. The reason why it's such a big deal that your back now is probably because your the only human to ever come through those portals, much less twice. "
"And there aren't any humans here?"
"Well there are a few humans in Avalar, but not in the dragon realm no, but there use to be." He turned to one of the many bookshelves lining the walls, and pulled out a gray and white book, and gave in to me.
"Many years ago, humans and dragons lived side by side. We relied on one another. We were brothers in arms. Human Kings and Queens use to live in the castle for generations along with many of my ancestors. Monks and Dragon Elders lived in temples and prayed together. They all seemed happy."
"But then, the humans changed. There is no account as to what truly happened. All we know is that humans grew fearful of us, and in turn, lashed out. After a war which only lasted for nearly a year, the humans created these portals and left."
" Everyone thought it was an old wives tail." Spyro said stepping in. "That the portals were there for show and that's why they did work, and then you just, showed up."
"So humans just.. Left? Why? Seems a little weird to just, suddenly become suspicious of dragons." I said
"Your guess is as good as mine. When you last came here I spent months trying to find the reason as to why the humans left, but I've found nothing." Nestor hummed tiredly.
"And my powers?" I asked, glancing down at my hands.
"All humans have, or have had powers. That's why human monks and royalty lived together. Humans relied on dragons as a source of magic, much like how dragons rely on dragonflies." Nestor said gesturing the Sparks.
" That probably why no humans from your hometown have magical abilities anymore. Years of separation drained your magic over time, and now no one can use it."
" But now that your back, your body regain some of that magic."
" Is that why it just shows up randomly?" I asked. He nods.
"Your powers are probably still weak from being dormant for so many years. With time, they'll grow stronger."
"Alright…" I said, trying to process the information I'd just been given. "I ah.. Thank you Nestor, sir. " I said bowing politely.
"Your welcome." He replied with a warm smile.
"C'mon Fayra,it been a long day. Lets go get something for dinner." Spyro said leading me out of the room. I nod and gladly follow. Hoping a full stomach will help me processes the information I've been given.