"Queen Darkest Night!"

"Queen Night!"

"Queen Night, we need to update our school books! The dragonets have been finding fake information."

Queen Darkest Night sighed as she tried to walk through the halls. Her second daughter and heir to the Deathwings throne had just hatched a month ago and she had had a month off with her daughter. Now she was back to it all.

Back to being a Queen.

"Ok. Schedule a meeting tomorrow for me to go over all the fake information and... wait, what did you want?"

She pointed at a short, dark crimson female Deathwing. Shining Lakes, one of the three generals.

"There was an accident on the training grounds. Several are injured."

"Make sure they get to Whitest Moon. She's our best healer."

"Queen Night-"

"Enough." She stopped in front of a door. "Scorching Sands, you're in charge of scheduling the meetings." Sands was the best dragon for this job. "Everyone, talk to Sands if you need something."

With that, she turned to open the door of her daughter's room.

"Fire's phoenix?"

"Yes mama?" Her small, beautiful daughter smiled up at her.

Queen Night couldn't help but gulp as she looked at her daughter. She had the ancient marks of power. Queen Night got nervous every time she saw the marks.

"Well. How are you?"

Phoenix had blazing orange eyes and was a dark maroon dragonet with orange flame marks on her sides, arms, and face. Even her wings held the marks.

She was stunning, no question, but she was terrifying too. The marks held more meaning than anyone could have ever imagined.

Phoenix tilted her head, and Darkest Night sat on the floor.

"Phoenix, did you leave your room?"

"No mama. I've stayed here my whole life."

Darkest Night winced. "Yes yes."

"Can you tell me about our family again?"

Queen Night forced a smile as she started speaking.

"I am the Queen. I have two daughters and two sons. My first clutch of eggs had Eagles Cry and Little Fox, who are my two sons. They are in line to be the next generals and are being taught from the best of the best. Although I'm pretty sure Little Fox wants to be a teacher... Anyway! My daughter from that clutch, Feathers bird, refused to learn how to fight. She took basic lessons but in the end, is now studying healing. They are all 10 years old. Practically adults. It had been so long before I had you. You're a new heir."

Suddenly a loud pounding came from the door.

"Your majesty!" Someone yelled from outside the door. No one had seen Phoenix yet, all they thought was that the Queen didn't like her. So Queen Night gritted her teeth and shoved Phoenix away before going to the door.

She opened it quickly, glaring at the dragon in front of her. He was an orange Deathwing with dark purple splotches on his scales.

"Eagles Cry?" She looked at her panting son.

"Mother."

"Speak, Eagle."

"It's Feathers Bird. She's been assassinated."