Hi there! Gilbert checking in for duty. I’ve delivered Thomas to our hideout safely, although he didn’t seem too pleased about it. He called me an overgrown lizard! Pfft… Why that little… I could gulp him up and spit him out before he could say ‘don’t eat me!’ – well I could if I wanted to, if he wasn’t the son of our beloved king and queen, if he wasn’t here to help William save our kingdom – but I won’t eat him; he’d be too boney anyway.
Anyway folks, gotta go! Off now to my next task.
Over and out!
I am Orrin. I am the oldest living dragon and I am protector of the kingdom. I have been told that my name means ‘little green one’ in Gaelic terms, but in dragon lore it means ‘fire of the sky’. I am green, but I can assure you, I am not little.
I have been entrusted to collect William from the place we hid him. The place only a dragon can take you to, and bring you back from. I hope I haven’t given him too much dragon breath, we’ll be at the cave soon and we’ve got a lot to tell him! This mission will either be the greatest victory I have ever seen or one of the saddest times of my life. Our queen waits for us to rescue her, our kingdom waits for William and Thomas to restore it to its former glory and the horses wait to be reunited with their masters. And King Wolfgang is finally going to get what he deserves!
Okay, we’re here… I have a lot of explaining to do, so I must go now.
Er… Hi there, this is William, William Knight. I’ve just had the most unbelievable few hours of my life; to put it mildly. Peter Cooper, the school bully, gave me a blood nose – in the college library, of all places! This led to Miss Flett being out for my blood and me escaping out onto the college grounds, to hide in the darkness, just by the skin of my teeth. Then, to add to this, the strange book that I’ve been carrying around in my backpack for as long as I can remember, started showing me strange runes across it’s normally blank pages – I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, but somehow it felt pretty normal. How is that normal? Around about then, things went pear-shaped. I must have passed out. I woke up in a dark cave with a kid staring into my face telling me we’d been kidnapped by dragons. Dragons! Two, in fact. And not just your average fire-breathing, man-eating dragon, these two were friendly, talking, intelligent dragons.
In the last few hours I’ve been told I’m to rescue the queen from a dungeon guarded by a malicious king who stole the throne from her and murdered her husband. The queen is my mother, which makes me the son of the king who had his throne stolen. And you know what that means? I am a prince. Me! William Knight, prince of Chermside Castle. It’s beyond unbelievable, but I believe it. I want to believe it because I’m seventeen and I have nothing else to believe in. Growing up in a boarding school, with absolutely no family or friends, does that to you. Now I’m being told I’m to become a knight, learn to ride a horse, kill the king, and return the town of Chermside back to how it was – and I believe it. The only problem is, the kid who was staring at me when I woke up is my brother, Thomas. I don’t think like him…
I can’t believe it! Father has just told me we will have visitors tonight. Who? The queen and her sons, that’s who! Father is so excited, although I can tell he is extremely nervous too. When I was just a baby, my mother was the queen’s maid, and friend. I don’t remember, but I have been told that the king and queen were very fond of our family. My father worked for the king as his blacksmith and was there on the dreadful night our king was brutally murdered and our queen was locked away.
So, tonight, after all these years, our queen will be rescued by the two boys I have heard stories about all my life. William and Thomas Knight are coming home to save our queen and repair our little village!
Oh, I bet they are handsome too… I need to wash my hair and clean the cottage – oh and cook some stew. I have to go… but I’ll be back soon to tell you all how it all went!
I have been kidnapped by a talking dragon! Abducted from celebrating my legendary win with my soccer team and dragged to this dreary cave. This crazy yellow dragon is talking to me as though he knows me! And to make matters worse, another one has just arrived with a large parcel. A green dragon, as big as a dinosaur. I don’t know what they think they’re going to do with me but I’m not waiting to find out. I’m out of here… Hang on, the parcel is moving! Oh jeez, it’s a boy. What the heck are these dragons up to? They’ve brought another kid here to this cave. And now they’re talking to him. It’s a boy about 17, with the same dark brown hair as mine. Are they collecting kids like me?
Now the kid is sitting up. We’ve been kidnapped alright. Kidnapped by two talking dragons and they’re spinning us some ridiculous story of a queen locked up in a dungeon, a king who stole the throne and some grumpy knight who just arrived on the back of a Pegasus – and to top it all off, they think this kid and I are brothers and we belong in this strange place.