The Dragon Princess

"Elina, you need to get out of here!" said Queen Genevieve as she rushed inside the room.

"Mother? Mother, what is happening?" Princess Elina asked frantically as she ran towards the Queen.

"The kingdom is on fire. Dark wizards and soldiers are everywhere. You need to leave the castle. Right now."

"No mother, I won't leave you here alone. I will find Father and get him to help us." The little five year old replied with determination.

She gripped her mother's hand tighter as another blast went off at some part of the castle. Elina didn't know what was happening. There was a huge commotion all around the castle. But why would a sudden rebellion start in the kingdom when they had been living in peace and harmony for centuries?

Her thoughts were interrupted when the door to her room flew open. Armed soldiers who clearly didn't belong to the Kingdom of Corona trooped in. The last person who was in, however, was very familiar to both the Queen and the Princess.

"My my, the Queen and the Princess together? My luck isn't so bad after all."

The man in front of them wasn't the same one who brought Elina presents on her birthday or sneaked her out of the castle when he went horse riding despite her parent's disapproval. He wasn't the one who read her stories at night when her parents were too tired from the day's work. He wasn't the Uncle Eric Alwin Hudson Dragna she knew.

No. It couldn't be.

Standing before her was a savage monster thirsty for power and money. His otherwise warm brown eyes were blazing with a strange red hue. His brown hair was tousled and face deathly pale. A sneer played on his lips as he watched his sister-in-law and niece with a calculating look.

Queen Genevieve draped an arm around her daughter and pulled her closer to her own trembling body.

"Not another step forward Eric or I will not hesitate to use my powers on you."

Eric Dragna cracked a smile and fixed his eyes on the little shaking body beside his sister.

"I'm not here for you Genevieve, dear. What I want is the little bundle of powerful magic you have with you and the throne she will inherit when she is older."

was opened roughly. But this time it was the soldiers of Corona with their

"Father!"

flick of King Trystan's wrist. In the commotion, Queen Genevieve managed to usher

sigh of relief when he found them unharmed and

Highness, we cannot hold him back for much longer, he's

things don't go our way tonight. I will not die knowing that the kingdom has gone into the wrong hands." King Trystan fished a dagger from the belt around his waist and pressed

to place a swift

for me, pumpkin. I

with tears as the little princess

"You too. I lo-"

as Queen Genevieve grabbed Elina and left the room as quickly as she could. A sharp stab of pain struck her, starting from her stomach and travelling all throughout her body. Her back hurt, but she had to

Queen had left, she teleported them to the Royal stables. The scene wasn't any less loud or bloodier.

was on fire and they could see the stable helps and soldiers rushing, cutting ropes and

Fin was a water elemental dragon, hence her apprehension. The dragon in question roared in answer when he noticed his master. The queen helped her daughter climb

unclasped the sacred amulet from her neck and clasped it around her own. She opened her

the river bank, look around for a Guardian. Her name is Agatha and she will be waiting

Mother? Father?" She asked. The noises around them seemed to get louder

small but beautiful smile, one Elina didn't know if she would ever see again. The queen's honey gold eyes filled with fear and panic, glistened with

our lives down to protect you and this kingdom's future if we have to. Remember this, you are beautiful, brave and so strong. You make us so proud and we love you with our whole heart. That will never change even if we aren't there to remind you everyday. You will grow up into a fine young lady and lead this kingdom to prosperity. I am sure of it. But for now, you have

kissed her forehead softly. Elina breathed in deeply, taking in her mother's warmth. Queen Genevieve pulled

step back to allow

"Your Majesty, look out!"

in time to avoid

"Mother!!"