The Imperial Arena erupted into chaos.<\/p>\n
Fifty thousand voices that moments earlier screamed for Kael\u2019s death now cried out in pure terror beneath the storm-dark sky.<\/p>\n
Blue dragonfire still burned across melted stone walls.<\/p>\n
Imperial soldiers stumbled backward in panic.<\/p>\n
And at the center of it all\u2014<\/p>\n
the black dragon remained kneeling before the chained slave boy.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy prince has returned.\u201d<\/p>\n
The words echoed across the Empire like a curse reborn.<\/p>\n
Kael stood frozen beneath the smoke-filled air, staring into the glowing golden eyes of Bloodfang.<\/p>\n
His chains rattled softly against his trembling wrists.<\/p>\n
Prince?<\/p>\n
The Emperor rose violently from his throne.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Fear twisted across his face now.<\/p>\n
Real fear.<\/p>\n
Because every ruler of the Empire knew the ancient prophecy:<\/p>\n
If the blood of the Dragon Kings ever returned\u2026 the dragons would remember.<\/strong><\/p>\n The glowing mark beneath Kael\u2019s slave collar burned brighter.<\/p>\n A silver dragon crest.<\/p>\n Ancient. The same symbol the Empire spent centuries erasing from history.<\/p>\n The Emperor pointed toward the arena floor with shaking hands.<\/p>\n \u201cKILL THEM BOTH!\u201d<\/p>\n Thousands of soldiers surged forward instantly.<\/p>\n But Bloodfang moved first.<\/p>\n The dragon rose to its full terrifying height, chains snapping apart like threads beneath its power.<\/p>\n One thunderous roar shook the entire capital city.<\/p>\n Windows shattered. Then the dragon spread its enormous wings.<\/p>\n And suddenly\u2014<\/p>\n every dragon chained beneath the Imperial Arena began roaring back.<\/p>\n The sound turned the Empire cold.<\/p>\n Because dragons were answering him.<\/p>\n Deep beneath the arena floor, ancient iron gates trembled violently.<\/p>\n Kael looked around in shock.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s happening?\u201d<\/p>\n Bloodfang lowered his massive head beside him.<\/p>\n \u201cThe dragons know your blood.\u201d<\/p>\n Another explosion shook the arena as fire erupted beneath the stone.<\/p>\n The crowd screamed and fled toward exits.<\/p>\n Nobles trampled each other in terror.<\/p>\n Above them all, the Emperor\u2019s face had gone completely pale.<\/p>\n Because he finally understood the truth hidden nineteen years ago.<\/p>\n The Dragon Kings were never fully destroyed.<\/p>\n One child survived.<\/p>\n Kael.<\/p>\n The starving slave boy they chained for stealing bread.<\/p>\n Bloodfang\u2019s voice rumbled like distant thunder.<\/p>\n \u201cYour father died protecting you.\u201d<\/p>\n Kael\u2019s breath caught.<\/p>\n Images flashed through his mind suddenly.<\/p>\n A burning castle. Memories buried since childhood.<\/p>\n The dragon looked toward the Emperor with hatred burning in its eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cHe murdered your bloodline.\u201d<\/p>\n The Emperor screamed desperately:<\/p>\n \u201cLoose the scorpion cannons!\u201d<\/p>\n Massive weapons turned toward the arena from the walls above.<\/p>\n Soldiers loaded enormous steel bolts tipped with poison.<\/p>\n Kael stared upward as the weapons locked onto Bloodfang.<\/p>\n \u201cWe have to run!\u201d<\/p>\n But Bloodfang growled softly.<\/p>\n \u201cNo more running, my prince.\u201d<\/p>\n The first bolt fired.<\/p>\n Then another.<\/p>\n Then dozens more.<\/p>\n Bloodfang unleashed a wall of blue fire so bright the entire arena vanished beneath light.<\/p>\n Steel melted midair.<\/p>\n Stone exploded.<\/p>\n And suddenly the ancient arena floor collapsed completely.<\/p>\n From beneath the ruins\u2014<\/p>\n more dragons emerged.<\/p>\n Massive creatures covered in scars and chains after centuries imprisoned below the Empire.<\/p>\n Red dragons. The people watching realized something horrifying:<\/p>\n The Empire never killed the dragons.<\/p>\n It enslaved them.<\/p>\n And now\u2014<\/p>\n they were free.<\/p>\n One enormous silver dragon landed beside Bloodfang and lowered its head toward Kael too.<\/p>\n Then another.<\/p>\n Then another.<\/p>\n Across the ruined arena floor, dragons bowed before the slave boy in chains.<\/p>\n The surviving crowd fell silent in terror.<\/p>\n Because no living person had ever witnessed dragons kneel together.<\/p>\n Bloodfang looked at Kael once more.<\/p>\n \u201cYou are the last Dragon King.\u201d<\/p>\n Kael stared at the destruction around him, overwhelmed.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m nobody.\u201d<\/p>\n The dragon\u2019s golden eyes softened.<\/p>\n \u201cYou were made nobody so tyrants could sleep peacefully.\u201d<\/p>\n The Emperor backed away from his throne now.<\/p>\n Terrified.<\/p>\n Because the frightened slave he condemned to death moments earlier no longer stood alone.<\/p>\n He stood surrounded by the most powerful creatures in existence.<\/p>\n Then Kael slowly lifted his chained hands.<\/p>\n Bloodfang lowered his head again.<\/p>\n And with one pull\u2014<\/p>\n the dragon shattered the slave chains forever.<\/p>\n The sound echoed across the silent Empire.<\/p>\n Not like freedom.<\/p>\n Like the beginning of war.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Imperial Arena erupted into chaos. 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\nRoyal.
\nForbidden.<\/p>\n
\nStone cracked.
\nPeople collapsed to their knees covering their ears.<\/p>\n
\nA woman crying.
\nStrong arms carrying him through smoke.<\/p>\n
\nSilver dragons.
\nWinged shadows rising through smoke.<\/p>\n