A Dragons Heart

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, and despite it only being 7 am, I was already feeling fed up. Nevertheless, I managed to pull myself out of bed and prepare myself for another soul-crushing school day. After I changed my clothes, I walked out of my room and down the hall to the kitchen, where my foster parents were already awake and had prepared me breakfast as they always do. I sat down and looked at the breakfast before me, my foster Mother always made the breakfast, and she gave me a small portion of overcooked scrambled egg with two pieces of burnt-looking bacon. Seeing these meals she prepared for me every morning only made my despair grow worse. I knew she only gave me the ruined part of their breakfast since I could see they were both eating perfectly cooked meals with twice as much on their plates as mine. They never even tried to hide it. Eating the excuse for a breakfast, I couldn't help but think, 'Honestly, I wish she wouldn't bother, I can tell I'm just an afterthou

When I woke up, I found myself inside a sizeable pitch-black room, but for some reason, despite it being dark, I could still see as if the lights were on, 'Why does everything look as clear as day? I can clearly tell the room's pitch-black, but I can still see fine. Is it because I'm a dragon now?' Looking around the room, I could see it all so clearly. Unlike everything else I had seen, the room looked like a standard room that wasn't in a cave but was still elaborately decorated, just like the others. The room was much larger than the one I was reborn in but less than half the size of the sitting room my new family was in. The walls were tall with gold patterns across them, and the furniture in the room was equally as ornate as the room itself, all looking handcrafted. However, the cot I was lying in looked to be the most valuable piece in the room. The cot, like the other pieces of furniture, looked handmade. However, the intricate design on the wood suggested a much higher level

A month passed, and eventually, I was able to start sitting up on my own for the first time, 'I finally did it! I didn't realise how much I missed being able to sit!' just after I managed to sit up, Crimson came into the room and saw me. She quickly became ecstatic, 'Is she really that happy to see me sitting up on my own?' Before I had any time to react, she materialised another one of those floating spheres and quickly made a memory crystal of me sitting up for the first time. I couldn't help but feel exhausted at her boundless energy and excitement, 'She's doing it again... She creates one of those magic pictures anytime she sees me doing something cute or new, and I'm getting tired of it... She's just too excitable...' Crimson took the crystal from the sphere, and as quickly as she entered, she ran out of the room and down the hall with a massive smile on her face, presumable to Walter, to show off the new crystal. I sighed rather heavily from feeling exhausted, 'I know I alway

A few months later, I was startled awake by the sound of heavy foot traffic coming from outside my room, 'What the hell's going on out there?!' Before I could guess what was happening outside, three maids rushed into my room. Two of them went to my closet and jewellery case and started going through my dresses and accessories, while the other came over to me and picked me up. My head was starting to spin from everything, 'Why are these maids in my room?!? Normally, Crimson's the one who comes and picks me up!' When the maid saw I was looking confused and concerned, she said to me, "Please don't worry, young Miss, the Duchess is busy setting up for today's ball, so she didn't have time to prepare to collect you herself." Her words caught me off guard, 'She's busy with a ball? She's always put off all her work to spend time with me in the past. So this must be for something important.' The two maids picked out a matching dress and accessory for me while the maid carrying me changed

With how late it was, we all rested for the rest of the day. The next day Walter left early in the morning with a guard for his audience with the king. The guard escorted him straight to the king's throne room. When there, the guards in front opened the doors and allowed him inside. Walking into the throne room, Walter knelt before the king with his head bowed. The king smiled at Walter, "There's no need for formalities between us; feel free to be informal with me." Walter got to his feet and thanked the king, "Thank you for your consideration, your Majesty, but respectfully, I would prefer to show proper respect to you." "Very well, I won't force you to do something you're uncomfortable with. Now, let's get to the matter I summoned you for. You may have guessed already, but I called you here about your brother, Peter Hastus." "May I ask what my brother has done, your Majesty?" "It saddens me to say this, but he committed high treason." Walter was shocked by what he heard, with a