-Laelia-
“So, who was the dragon your father kept under the castle to keep it warm in the winters?” Ladon asked, pulling me away from the staring contest I was having with Ashes.
“It was a dragon that came with evil intentions and wanted to destroy our kingdom. My father wanted to kill it, but my mother advised him otherwise and suggested it could serve a different purpose.”
“Your mother sounds smart.”
“She was,” I said, a small smile playing on my lips.
I wished I had had the chance to meet her, but giving me life cost her hers, and I never really got to know her. We didn’t even have any portraits of her. After she died, my father had them taken down, but I discovered where he had hidden them when I was ten.
I ran through the many hallways, escaping my princess duties. I knew peopl
