Queen Scarlet's PoV
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I heard a loud commotion coming down the hall. I hissed, my tongue flicking in and out. Hmm? An IceWing...I narrowed my eyes as the clamor came closer, with a lot of thrashing and cracking sounds. A guard yelped in fear, and I let out a soft growl, making a mental note to myself to give all of my guards a stern lashing. But for now...I lounged out on my throne, awaiting the thrilling spectacle bound to come.

Frost's PoV
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Of course. SkyWings, being the lying bags of scales they are, decided to *try* to chain me as soon as we got to the palace. Silly, silly SkyWings. Don't you know to never go back on anything with an IceWing? Especially me? Apparently not.

But as soon as we got to the palace, chains and clamps and small metal contraptions were thrown onto me. I had stood still, waiting. Almost as soon as they touched my scales, the heated chains hissed and broke, clanking to the floor. The guards had merely stared in a sort of terror-filled awe. I hissed, turning to face them, silvery frost-smoke rising from my nostrils. My crystal blue eyes narrowed as I glared at them all. "'Death to you, you, you, you, you, you, and you. I'll gouge your eyes...pull out your teeth, slit your throat...open your stomach, pull out your entrails and wear them as a crown...' I thought, as I turned my murderous gaze to the commander. He flared his wings, stammering, "I-I'm s-so sorry. It's st-standard I-IceWing handling p-pro-procedures."

I smirked, watching the commander's shaking form of red-orange scales. I flicked my tongue out, tasting the fear that hung thick in the air. Fear...I'm well acquainted with it. Normal, at least for me. It follows me everywhere I go. Apparently SkyWings are no different.

I snarled, itching to slice them apart with frostbreath, but I managed to hold myself back. Barely. Turning my back on the pathetically quivering SkyWings, I reminded them, "Scarlet. NOW. Before I decide it isn't worth keeping you alive and slaughter you all." I let the threat hang in the tense atmosphere before starting down the long corridor. Ugh. Give me ice over stone any day, I mentally grumbled as I calmly walked away.

A wicked grin creeped onto my snout as I thought,'Scarlet's in for a BIG surprise. Prepare yourself, Queen of the SkyWings, for your reign will soon come to an end.' With that happy thought, my mind was filled with wonderful scenes of all the different ways I could kill Scarlet, and all of them were glorious. 'I will make you suffer in return for all of the hurt you have inflicted upon the IceWings...'