Wings of The Horizon Chapter 1 ღ‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿ღ “Well, I was hoping to get breakfast, if that’s alright with you.” he replied, pulling out a cereal bowl. The china glistened as he placed it gently onto a pale white tablecloth. “Let me get that for you!” the maid insisted, gesturing towards the rainbow cereal. “How did you-” “It’s your favorite.” she smiled, blushing. The door swung open suddenly. It was his mother. She was fully dressed and ready for his coronation. /That was today?!/ He thought, seething. “Mother, I-” “OH MY! You are certainly NOT ready!” she exclaimed, tossing a red robe around him and placing a shiny gold crown on his head. “Mother, I really don't-” he tried again, but she interrupted again. “Much better.” “MOTHER! I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS!!” “Why not, sweetie?” Honeynest, his mother, asked, putting a sandy-colored wing around her son, green eyes blinking. “I...I miss dad…” Icebeam whimpered. “So do I…” Prince Icebeam and his mother walked down a bright red carpet to the gates. Two guards in black uniforms stood at attention at both ends of the large gates. Honeynest nodded to the guards, who opened the gates. She looked down at her son and offered a weak smile. He was looking down and his wings were drooping. She brushed her tail across his chin, and he stood up straight. The heavy gates swung open and cheering erupted throughout the area. Honeynest walked out first, waving at all of her subjects. Icebeam groaned before closing his eyes and putting on a fake smile. He followed his mother, but refused to wave. All of the dragons roared with excitement at the sight of their prince. A royal advisor scurried into the scene, barely taking a breath before stuttering: “Hear ye! Hear ye! By royal tradition, today Prince Icebeam will become king, due to the disappearance of our king. If anyone would like to object, now is the time.” he paused for a moment. “Ayo? I-is that you?” The advisor asked, squinting into the crowd. A dark dragon wearing golden armor emerged from the crowd. “I object.” His voice was low and confident, his green eyes focused. “Ayo? B-but you are my brother!” Prince Icebeam exclaimed, taken aback. Honeynest’s jaw hung open. “But why?” She asked. “I am the oldest, I should be king. But instead. I’m the captain of the royal guard..Why?” He growled, opening his wings to float to her level. Honeynest held her head high. “Your father chose Icebeam, not you.” she replied, her soothing voice ringing in his ears. Ayo looked away and flew out of sight. Icebeam stepped back, covering his face with his wings. Honeynest placed the crown on his head nervously. The royal advisor continued, pushing up his glasses frequently. “T-then by royal decree, Prince Icebeam shall now be known as King Icebeam.” King Icebeam nodded before high-tailing it back into the palace. ღ‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿‿ღ
