A few hours later, the old king went to visit Thorafax, the first dragon, and his most trusted advisor. As he opened the door to Thorafax’s chamber, he heard a voice. “Ah, my king, it is always a great honor to have you visit. But I sense there is a great deal on your mind. Come in, my friend, I have a warning for you.”
Typhon walked over to the old dragon. He was larger than most, and a dark gray color, and had eyes that were milky white with age. Typhon swallowed and spoke,
“A warning, you say?”
“Yes, great one. The ancestors have told me that soon we must return to the outlands, and that there will be a great war. They also told me that your two grandchildren are in great danger from Stoorworm. He carries great malice for young Bane, and cares not for his own son. If they are to live, you must take them and flee. Take some of your warriors, and their families, as well as some of your artisans. Live in secret near an outland town. Keep Stoorworm’s son with you, but Bane must be kept hidden from our world until his 25th birthday. On the night of the new moon he will rejoin us, but f you are to save him, you must go now.”
Typhon felt his heart shatter. His own son would turn on him, he was sure. He would have to break Akita’s heart to save Bane. Who would care for him in the outlands? As he pondered this he ran to his son’s chamber.
“My son, I must leave the kingdom,” he hissed. He told his son of Thorafax’s warning, and after a moment of anguish, it was Akita who spoke.
“If what you say is true, and will keep my Bane safe, then you must go.”
She went over to her son, and saw that he was asleep. She scooped him up, and gently placed him into a woven basket, and wrapped a warm blanket around him. His father then took off the red amulet from his neck, and placed it in the basket with his son.
“Be safe, my son, my prince of dragons.”

Fiction: 10/08/09 | Posted By: MintIceCream | 0 comments