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Stanvis’s Story:

Once upon a time there was a town, a very small town ruled by dragons which was known as Dragon’s Gap. All who came there lived in harmony and flew the skies in peace.

Except for a small dragon boy who was a skinny blonde child around the age of ten years old and had a heart of stone. His name was Stanvis. He roamed the town eating garbage from middens and stealing fruits from orchards on estates and every now and again he would raid snares set by ground keepers. Sometimes they would hold big hares and the occasional squirrel. Sometimes he would go very early in the morning to the estates that had ponds and catch some delicious trout. They were always fat and good eating but he had to be very quiet as most of the estates had watchers out and he knew he would get a beating if caught… if not worse. Stanvis was never sure of his last name. He was quite sure no one had ever told him his family name. He had thought it was Langella but he also thought that could have been a name from a dream.

Stanvis had lots of dreams. Some of them made his head ache for days. Some of them were of dragons flying or talking to him, some of delicious, sweet, warm food but most dreams were of days when he was filled with fear. He had been on his own for many weeks’ maybe months, Stanvis had stopped counting the passage of time when he realized it made no difference to his life. He lived in a small cave deep in the mountains. He had acquired blankets and some clothes and a book he tried very hard to read he was not very good at it but each night by candle light he tried to remember his letters. He did like the drawings that were in it.

On this day as he sat in front of his cave and waited for the rain to come. He thought back to that time when he had woken and found himself alone in the woods. Even now, he could not understand why. He had cried for a very long time as he wondered why he was there alone and scared. Eventually after many days of being hungry and sad that sadness had turned to anger so he had made some decisions. Being a resourceful and intelligent child, he found his way back to his family estate where he learnt his family had left the country days ago. The agent who assumed the scruffy dragonet was looking for a hand-out chased him away saying the family that lived there had lost their child so they did not want to live here anymore.

That was when Stanvis came to realize he was worth nothing! No more or less important than the garbage thrown out in a midden. His heart closed as the weeks followed one after the other and no one would help him or even listen when he told them his story. Stanvis slowly realized his life was of little value and his small heart slowly turned to stone.

Late at night when he lay in his little cave, hungry and cold, he often thought about the years he could remember. W when he lived in a house and tried to understand but still he could not see what he had done so wrong that his parents would not want him.

Stanvis was now all alone in the world and he liked it that way. He had no time for adults. All they did was yell or curse at him, and if he was not quick enough they kicked or beat him. Not that this had happened for a while, now he was getting much better at stealing and running.

Sometimes he heard a voice in his head which always softly spoke making it hard for him to understand what it was saying to him, and sometimes he wondered if that was why his parents threw him away… because he was crazy. As some of the old dragons, he spied on in the town were. Some of them were very crazy, they ranted and screamed at people for days and then when he would sneak back into town some time later they were gone. He was sure someone took them away, he had yet to witness this but one day they were there, the next they were gone.

That had happened twice in the last two weeks. Old dragon Colin, who ran down the street butt naked which Stanvis had seen as he was digging through the garbage outside the tavern. It had been so funny he ran after him until the constable grabbed the old dragon. Then there was old lady Pettigrew she was always trying to get him to go into her house but it smelled funny so he never did. She was gone now too. He heard whispers around town that they had been taken away to a place for the crazy. Stanvis did not want to be crazy in case they came and took him away too.

He stood now outside his cave and lifted his face up to the rain. He loved the rain it not only washed him but also his clothes it rid him of the fleas and other things that crawled over his skin and bit him. So he stood not listening to anything around him just enjoying the soft fall of rain as it wet his hair and soaked his clothes. Hand he sighed when he could not feel anything crawling on his skin.

Suddenly a shadow fell over him and he opened his eyes and came eye to eye with a huge, purple eyed green dragon. He stumbled back a little only to turn quickly when he bumped into a black dragon with the same purple eyes as the first dragon. How had they come so close to him without him knowing? Maybe I really am crazy! Stanvis thought as he righted himself. His eyes swung to the green dragon and became trapped by the purple eyed stare of the Dragon Lord.

Stanvis, like all dragons, knew who the Dragon Lord was no matter what form he took. Fear washed over him and he shook so hard his teeth rattled. H, his body started to vibrated and within a blink of an eye he fainted, dropping to the ground in a seemingly boneless heap of limbs.

Damn it, sighed Rene` Kingsley Dragon Lord as he transformed into his human form. “I did not mean for that to happen.” He told his brother Andre' who transformed as well. Andre' responded in his soft way. “Of course you did not, it seems your imposing presence was too much for the poor wee dragonet. From what family line is he?”

The Dragon Lord replied. “Langella.”

“Really I would not have thought it of them.” Andre' squatted and reached out smoothing the dirty blonde hair away from the young boys finely boned face. “A handsome child. Do they have many young?”

Rene' squatted down close to the child as well saying. “They have three young or did, two daughters and this wee mite.”

“A surprise birth one thinks critically?” Andre' hypothesized.

“Yes and not a cherished one.” Rene' said as though the words were torn from him. “What terrible kind of dragon parent does this?”

Andre' shook his head saying with disgust coloring his words. “People who are worth nothing, that haves nothing more between their ears than air. To throw away this dragonet is outrageous.”

Rene' looked at his brother as he lifted the small, thin child into his arms. He had been on his return home with Andre' this morning when he had heard the cry of the dragonet as he pleaded for help. It was a faint call as the dragonet was barely coming into his own. He was still a very young dragon, and it would usually be a few more years until he could call out to the Dragon Lord. But this dragonet was desperate, his human was failing in health and slipping towards death, so in his panic he grew a voice and forced his presence out to the Dragon Lord.

Once Rene` had heard the distress call he and Andre` had flown in circles high up until they had spotted the young boy standing in the rain. Hiding their presence Rene` had guided them to him. Now on seeing and feeling the weakened life force of the dragonet he allowed his anger to dictate his orders.

“Andre brother, make sure the family end up with nothing. Take everything from them as they took it from their son. Do not kill them, that would be too easy, when they have nothing left make sure they know who did it and why and then ban them from the castle and town. Only then make it known to the horde if this happens, or anything like it happens again, or we find out it is happening there will be firmer repercussions. I will not be as lenient as I have been with the Axtons, and now the Langellas.

Andre' inclined his head a small smile on his face thinking of the uproar to come. “As you wish my Lord. What are you going to do with him?”

Rene' sighed already knowing he would never be able to remove the boy to another home once his shadow set eyes on him. “Verity will wish to claim him.”

“His family will not allow you to claim him, once they find out that you have taken everything from them.”

“Oh, I know. So he will become a nest son like Lars, they will not dare to contest that, especially once you circulate the rumor of why he is our nest son.”

Andre' laughed. “Very devious brother.”

Rene' shrugged as he smirked. “I try. So let us get him home. You have a busy time ahead of you brother.”

“That I do!” Andre' rubbed his hands together in anxious anticipation. He always liked irritating the entitled nobles, and this would really have them greatly annoyed, not only with him but with Rene`.

Although their ire would be directed when he was finished towards the Langella family. It was not in the best interest of the nobles for the rest of dragon kind to think they would neglect one of their own young. The nobles were forever telling court only the masses did so. They the elite were better than that, now to be shown that nobles also neglected their young as the Langella family did would sit unwell with the elitists nobles.

Andre` thought after the disgrace of the Axton’s treatment of young Lars all the nobles would have become more careful. Obviously there were some who still felt their helpless young was allegedly their personal possessions and it looked like Rene's personal tolerance had run its course, or Verity had in her own way got through to him that as the Dragon Lord he needed to make changes. Rene's order to Andre' proved he wanted a more public awareness. This time he would not cover or protect the family as he had done with the Axtons.

As he mused over where he would start his campaign of retribution Andre' transformed and together, with the still unconscious young boy in his claws, Rene` and Andre` flew to the castle. One to do his Lords bidding the other to make a young boy believe he was of value and eventually was worth loving, and in that he relied on his shadow Verity who was the mother of all dragon kind.

And this is how Stanvis ended up in the Royal Family…

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