I swing my tail and knock the guards aside before wrapping my tail around Bane and pulling him over to my side. As I look at the pitiful half-breed, I lay him against my side and cover him with my wing. Like a caring parent I curl around Bane, sheltering him from the cold and harm. The prison gate opens and the king enters. I growl but cannot speak through the fireproof muzzle that is fastened around my head as I see the men that are with. I carefully bring Bane closer to me as the men and the king walk toward me. Following the king and his escort are a group of men wielding long pikes and several men with steel chains. The minute that the group reaches me I feel the weight of several chains wrap around my body and the tugg of the chains on my body. I flail angrily at them while doing my best to protect the half-man and half dragon that is against my side. Then I feel the vicious stabs of pike as I am forced further and further back. I swing my tail only to find it pinned to the ground and Bane being helped off the ground by the men before being dusted off and having his shackles removed. I shake my head in confusion makeing the bell that is fastened to my collar rings loudly. Who is this kid, why were the dragonslayer treating him with such respect, he was part dragon. What is going on, I wonder. The tallest of the dragonslayers bows politely to Bane.<br/><br/>"I apologize for taking this long my young lord, but heard rumors that you had been slain by dragonslayers. I didn't know that you had been imprisoned until I met up with these people. I apologize for making you go through so much misery, forgive me Bane. The other men step infront of their leader.<br/><br/>"Are you Bane, the son of the great dragonslayer, slew the dragons of old. Are you the one that was cursed in your mothers womb to be half-dragon by the brother of the dragon that your father slew and the killer of your father? If you are then my guild and I would be honored to have you as a member of guild. Now that the dragons are all but extinct, he motions over to me, we are known simply as the Black Guard, our job is to accompany the king wherever he goes and to protect him from harm, no matter what the cost."<br/><br/>The king raise his hand for silence, tells the men surrounding me to back off and waves his hand at the Black Guard.<br/>"Leave us, King Aerth says. The Black Guard support Bane as they walk out of the prison and close the gate behind them. The king walks over to where I am. So your Windrider, the dragon that everyone has been talking about. I have to say I'm pretty impressed at your strength, but your beauty is beyond compare. Never have I seen a dragon more beautiful than you, your glistening scales make the stars pale in comparison. May I, he asks, reaching out a hand.<br/><br/>I nod and lay down so that the old man can stroke my head.<br/><br/>"Amazing your scales are so soft like silk but are harder than diamond. What an amazing creature you are. I apologize for the loss of your kind, but it was not my doing. I was elected king four years later, after the massacre. Never was I able to see, let alone touch a dragon, until now. Thank you, dragon for allowing me to do so."<br/><br/>I nod and as several men poke me with pikes I am led back to the center of the courtyard and chained down.<br/><br/>The king turns around and walks out the prison gates to join his escort before marching back to his palace.