Seraphina’s POV:
I look down at the two dead dragons, their bodies are floating down the stream that leads right into the lake of Dragon Land. Troy and I have been up all night trying to catch hold of anyone to fulfill the plan. They fell right into our hands after they ambled across the borders in very drunken states. The young female dragon was lamenting to her father about her failed attempts at capturing the king's heart and her cheeks were riddled with wetness. Poor creatures didn’t even see what was coming and their bodies were tortured before they could even take a final breath. A smirk covers my face as my mind mulls over my devious plan.
“Why are we doing this again?” Troy asks, his hands covered in a dark mist. My eyes dance over the purple ribbons of dark magic that seem to
