Revenge

Ch 1

Princess Sophia’s POV:

The deadness of night is interrupted when a large creature cuts through the sky. Mykaris, a large black scaled dragon lets out a huff, his 55-foot wingspan stretched out as he glides through the sky. I give him a light pat of reassurance as we soar. I’d practiced as a dragon rider since my 8th year of life. Sneaking into the underground tunnels, I walked into the dragon stalls. Unknowingly, the dragon I stumbled upon was guarding a clutch of eggs. A knight yanked me away before I could be seen by the sleeping dragon. Ever since then, my parents: King Mason and Queen Agnes told the Silver Soldiers- the guards serving the royals, to make certain I always had more than one escort no matter what.

My parents had taught me well.

To respect the duties that came with being royal blood.

In my 15 years of life, I’ve taken every bit of it with as much grace as I could. My days were full of lessons, strolling through the castle, and meeting with the people, distributing the money or food to those in need. I could move about the town, but not far unless I was on dragon back. If there were ever a circumstance in which I would need to leave where I was, I would either need to be on Dragon back or have a handful of guards accompanying me. At all times I had at least one night following close beside me. Often I was accompanied by my ladies as well.

As soon as I woke, my ladies would enter, bathe, and dress me before the day’s activities. They would keep me company until it was time for her to go to sleep, going to their quarters next to hers or staying with her.

Soaring through the night sky with Mykaris seemed to be the few times that I had any time alone.

Smiling, I see the town start to come into view. Wooden structures built into a cozy home for the citizens, sat upon a riverbank. It was a beautiful place. Looking to my left out towards the sea I can spot the fisherman returning and leaving from port even as most of the folk are still nestled in bed, asleep. As the castle comes into view, I signal to Mykaris to move downward, pulling the reins back, and he obeys immediately.

When it came to dragons and the royals, there was a tradition in place. Dragons would be paired off in their stalls for mating. Female dragons would lay eggs around the time of the Queen’s birth. The Queen would share a bed with the egg, bonding the child with the future dragon. Once the babe was born, the Blood Bonding ceremony would take place. This was an extravagant event, and all citizens of the kingdom were welcome to attend.

Once the future royal is born the palm of the babe would be sliced and an identical wound would be made on the dragon as well. A small bit of blood would be taken from both and shared with the other. The blood would bond with the wounds of both dragon and rider. It was an event unlike any other. From then on the two would grow and once the prince or princess was big enough, they would begin to train together as well. I began my training a season after my dragon encounter. I had grown up around them, but I was meant to keep my distance as they were still wild creatures, and anything could happen in a moment.

“Dive Mykaris!” I command

We dip down lower.

Soon we would be close enough to the ground below that the dragon could land, and I could depart from my saddle, and bring him back to his chamber. Staring at the ground below I see a young woman and a young man waiting. Mykaris flaps his large and elegant wings as he continues to move closer to the ground. With a groan, he lands. I see that my visitors are my sister Princess Anissa and the young gentleman, whom I do not know.

" Good evening sister. I trust the day fared well.” I say with a smile as I remove my riding gloves and coat.

“It has.” She responds

I look pointedly over at my sister and gesture, with my eyes, a slight nod to the gentleman standing beside her.

" This young man is Barton from the Wesley household.”

He bows.

“Princess Sophia, it is a pleasure to meet you. Your sister and I became acquainted in the library not that long ago. She tells me that you are looking for maps of the area?”

" That is correct. I’m looking for one that is more detailed for my studies.”

As a royal, it was my duty to know the area and to know where I was no matter what, just in case.

We chat for a moment before I have to guide a restless Mykaris to his stall. He huffs and moves about unhappily, wanting to go on another flight. Locking his stall I walk over to another area where the sheep bar and grab one of them, herding him towards the door. I push the sheep in with Mykaris, knowing that he’d take care of the rest, igniting and devouring his meal. Taking Anissa’s hand, we head for the castle.