I saw her, hiding behind the bushes and trees stained with blood, watching the dead bodies that littered the ground and more joining them. she stood there stricken with fear almost making her want to give up, to stop but she knew she had to keep moving, hence she carried on with shaky legs, looking for her parents . She spotted them, deep into the battle was a woman, the sword in her hand dripping with blood.what was once a beautiful gown torn in many areas from the battle. A beautiful crown resting on her head. Any could see she was tired yet still looking beautiful and graceful in such a disastrous environment. Above her was a beast she knew all to well, majestic and wild with black and gold scales, raining fire on his enemies with the true aura of a powerful king. She found them her parents.