The Dragon Scale

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The Dragon Scale

 

By Me

              

  “Aargh! Ugh!” I saw my father crying in his bed. He was suffering from the poisonous arrow the enemy shot at.

                “Hold on father. He will come as soon as possible!” I shouted to make him more patient.

                “Winston... My son,” he called me with his weak sound. “It’s up to you to fight the enemy. I can’t hold this up much longer. Now you’re the king of Charice!”

                “No father!” I cried. “There’s no way I can lead this kingdom!” I felt that I had just made a terrible mistake by saying that. I had never made my father proud. I was not as multitalented as him. I was a coward. I had never joined any single war.

                “Winston... Be a brave man. If I die, will this kingdom stand still?” His words put me into corner. I couldn’t say anything. I felt that I was a coward. I couldn’t rule this kingdom in the future.

                Julian Dominicus, my father, was shot by Dravian poisonous arrow at the last war. If my father couldn’t be cured, no one would command the Charice army. I couldn’t let Charice fall into the Dravis hand. I got to do something. But... I didn’t know what to do. I was  so timid so that all of the Charice didn’t know if I deserved to become their future king or not.

                After a long wait, someone with dirt came into the room.

                “Did you call me, My lord?” He said

                “Boshj!” I said with relief. “Finally you’ve come! Now can you check my father’s condition?”

                “Sure,” he said

`               Boshj was a famous doctor in Charice. He was my father’s right hand because he always cured people successfully.

                “It can’t be helped! I don’t have the medicine!” Boshj said

                My heart was in shock. “Boshj! Please! Is there any way to cure him?” I begged him continuously.

                “There’s one way,” He said. “But...“

                “What is it!? Tell me! Please!” I cut his sentence.

                “You have to take the Dragon Scale from the Dragon in Mythilan Lake”

                “Wh-what?” I said hopelessly. “Dr-dragon?” I started to feel  afraid. My heart turned into a chicken.

                “Yes. He will be dead in three days if you don’t hurry,” he explained. “I will wait in this kingdom for the dragon scale.”

                Hearing Boshj’s sentence made my goosebumps rose. I was terrified to fight againts that dragon. But I had no choice. I started to muster up my courage. I had to take the scale in order to cure my father. I prayed to my ancestor the whole night. I prayed that I would beat the dragon and saved my father. I prayed that I would be a brave person who could lead this kingdom in the future.

                One day had passed. Two days remaining to beat that dragon. The time was drawing nearer. I had no choice except to gather my courage and move to that Mythilan Lake. Without my father, Charice would be fal to the Dravis’ hand. I said goodbye to the Charice footman guarding the castle gate, entering the forest.

                I’dve entered the Ashenvale Forest. A path to go to the Dragon’s Lair. The forest was as confusing as a huge maze. Suddenly I yawned. I was sleepy. The sun almost set. I only had a few hour remaining to take the scale. But my body was weak. I was too tired. I almost fell asleep the time when I saw a small short humanoid.

                “Hi there. I’ve never seen you before. What are you looking for?” he said.

                My sleepiness faded when I was seeing that short and old human.

                “Who are you?” I asked him.

                “I’m Zel’thul. The forest dwarf,” he answered me.

                “I’m Winston Charity, the son of King Julian Dominicus,” I said.

                “Y-you’re the son of the king of Charice?” that dwarf asked me nervously.

                “Yes Mr.Dwarf,” I answered him.

                And then, he bowed down. But I asked him to get up. I was ashamed. I mean it was such a shame when someone bowed down to the son of the king who couldn’t rule the kingdom to replace his father.

                “How’s your father, Prince Winston?” he asked.

                “He’s not doing well,” I told him. “He was shot by a poisonous arrow during the last war with Dravis”

                “Oh my ancestor,” he was shocked.

                “Yes. That’s why I came here,” I said. “Many doctors have been called, but no one con cure my father from that poison. And then, Boshj, the famous doctor in Charice, was called. He said that I had to take the dragon scale from the dragon in Mythilan Lake in order to make the prescriptions of the medicine for my father.”

                “What?” He was shocked once again. “The dragon in Mythilan Lake?”

                “Yes Mr.Dwarf,” I said. I was trying to make my voice turned brave even though I was scared in reality. “Do you know the way for me to get in there?” I asked him.

                “Yes. I do. I will lead you into there,” he answered. “But the dragon can only be defeated with certain sword.”

“Certain sword?” I was confused. “How about this?” I handed my sword to him.

                “Nope. You can’t beat him with this sword,” He said. “I have 2 of them. They’re called ‘The Dragon Slayer’. Here take this. This sword was created from dragon’s blood that will grant you immortality while fighting dragonkind foe.”

                I was amazed seeing Zel’Thul’s sword. With the power of immortality of that sword, I wouldn’t be injured. I took the sword and followed that dwarf to the dragon’s lair before the time ran out.

                Once we arrived in the Mythilan Lake, I was shocked and turned afraid because my two eyes caught a winged red giant monster with two wide wings. That monster stared at us with its yellow serpent eyes. I was terrified and almost gone back to my the kingdom if only I didn’t remember that the sword Zel’Thul gave me granted me the power of immortality. Gathering my courage, I charged that dragon together with Zel’Thul. The dragon started to spit its fire breath. I dodged it fast and attacked that dragon’s head. But nothing seemed to happen.

                “His belly! Aim for it!” Zel’Thul cried.

                Without thinking much, I swung The Dragon Slayer to that fierce creature’s belly. That dragon roared because of its injury. A few second later, I could see that dragon lying in its lair. It’s already dead. I almost didn’t believe that. This was the first time I defeated a creature. I was amazed.

                I would’ve been amazed a little longer if Zel’Thul didn’t ask me to take the scale to the kingdom before the third day.

                Once we arrived in the kingdom, I and Zel’Thul gave the dragon scale to Boshj who started to make potion from that dragon scale.

                A few minutes later, Boshj had returned with the potion and gave it to my father. My father drank it.

                I really hoped that my father could be cured. Together with Zel’Thul, I prayed to our ancestor to grant a healing wish for my father.

                A few hour later, my father had been cured perfectly. He could walk, and I could hear his mighty voice again. I hugged him and gave a prayer for my ancestor in my heart. And then I gave my thanks to Zel’Thul. That Dwarf started to walk away from the castle, disappeared slowly from my sight. I missed him very much. He asked me to keep The Dragon Slayer for myself. He’s the one who helped me to fight that dragon.

                “Winston,” my father called me.

                “Yes, father?” I asked.

                “You’ve done a good job,” He said.

                “No father,” I said with a low voice. “I would haven’t done it without the help of the-“

                “I’ve known it” my father cut my sentences. “He’s the one whom I sent to help you. I’m the one who set the scenario, Winston.”

                “What do you mean?” I asked him with a confusion.

                “When I was shot by the Dravian arrow, actually the arrow wasn’t poisoned. But I pretended to be poisoned by that arrow. I lied in my bed. And then I called Boshj in order to ask you to take the dragon scale in Mythilan Lake. And in Ashenvale Forest, you met Zel’Thul, the dwarfian blacksmith, the one who gave you The Dragon Slayer. Actually that’s not the real Dragon Slayer. It just a sword in common. I asked Zel’Thul to lied to you in order  to make you believe that you couldn’t be killed by that dragon. So that valor and might will grow in your heart. You have to become valiant in order to lead your own army to fight the Dravis.

                I was put into a blank. My father did this just to make valor and might growing in my heart. But now, I didn’t feel afraid anymore.

                “Father... Let us fight the Dravis tommorow!” I said it bravely.