Chapter 3. Dragons' Lair

Never would I imagine having the feel of being respected ever again. Losing my throne and my lineage had rearranged my perspective and expectation of my life.

Since king Eustace took me under his protection, I had been stripped down of my royal privilege. I was torn, hurt, and many times wished that I was not cruelly spared. Wingless, throne-less, and all alone, I kept on surviving day after day.

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A month had passed that I was living in King Armand's kingdom, under his protection, respected by his followers. It feels weird, but I didn't tell him that. I kept it to myself, attending to my pet dragon in my little tower.

Brontes, my fierce young dragon who is the only dragon in the kingdom had let me sit on his back a couple of times. He took me to the sky, flying low to enjoy the warm breeze but high enough to taste the peacefulness of the hellish terrain. It may seem meaningless but I was loving our little getaways and Armand wa