“Why the first female born? Why not join the lines with a male from my line and a female from yours?” I ask. “Can you move your ankle toward the wall? The chain’s twisted at an awkward angle.” “With the agreement a son of his line would marry the first first-born female of yours. “To stop the deaths of his people.”ĭryal waves his hand, impatient. “-he gave it up to stop the fighting,” I finish for him. “If this is true, my grandfather didn’t lose the fight for his crown-” But I’m the only one that survived birth.” “You’re the first first-born female in your line.” “A hidden compartment in Father’s chambers. His eyebrows knit as his mouth falls open. He accepts it and angles it toward the pale moonlight shining in through the window so he may read it. “Read it,” I urge Rigel, pushing the paper at him again. It may take some time to find the right key. He wraps his hands over my arms, pulling me close. “Then by all means.”įirst, I rush towards him, offering him the parchment. Rigel narrows his eyes and motions to his ankle. “We’ve come to rescue you, My Lord.” Dryal’s tone isn’t overly respectful, but it’s not mocking either. I wouldn’t want to be Dryal for all the world. Rigel turns as I enter, his features open with surprise. At the window, silhouetted in the moonlight, Rigel stands. Father didn’t even bother to lock the door.
As I gaze up at the dragon, I suddenly realize where Father is keeping Rigel.ĭryal hollers for me to slow down as I race up the aging, crumbling stairway, but I know these steps well, and I am not frightened. “Which one should we try next?” My voice trembles with my growing panic.ĭryal shakes his head, scanning the castle.Ī dark figure glides across the sky. Moonlight streams down on me, taunting me-reminding me the night is not eternal. I pause on one of the parapets, thinking. “Dryal, where is Argus this evening?” I ask once he joins me.
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