The light peering in through the cave entrance stirs me awake. I feel my eyes open, lifting my head from Flavius's chest I look up meeting his gaze. He smiles at me softly. “Mornin,” he murmurs gruffly. “Good morning.” Removing my arms from his waist, I grab his hand, and begin to pull him from the bed. "Come now; we must meet my father," I sing out darkly. "What exactly is your plan, Ellie?" Flavius questions worriedly. "I am going to put on a show everybody will enjoy," I respond with a devilish smirk. Flavius stares at me, his glowing brown eyes full of questions. Once dressed we leave my room. We walk in silence down the halls of the mountain with our heads held high. The other dragons in the horde, who I have not seen in a long time send me and Flavius glares of distaste, but we pay them no mind. We reach the throne room, and I shove the doors open, striding into the place with renewed confidence. My father sits tall on his throne, the torches lighti
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