The Tyrant's Reign (Book)

== Chapter One: ==
As Princess Canary slunk through the halls, she had but one thing on her mind. She was going to be late. Now, if she was going to be late, you would think she should just speed up, as she was moving incredibly slow. But the complication with that was that if she did, she may get caught. This, she had to avoid, because if her mother found out she was headed to a rebellion meeting, she would be furious. If she even found out there was a rebellion, she would probably kill all involved.
Canary finally made it outside of the palace, and let out a sigh of relief. Night had begun to creep through the sky, turning it a reddish purple colour. The grass outside was cold, and she took off silently into the light winds. Of course, as she flew she realised something. The rebels didn’t know she was coming, so she couldn’t necessarily be late. But, she had hoped that they trusted her in that she wanted to be a part of what they were doing. If they didn’t, it would not be great for anyone. 
She landed at a cave, it was guarded by two dragons, a NightWing and a SeaWing, so she figured it was the right place. Nowhere else that needed to be guarded would be guarded by two dragons of the lowest ranking tribes, her mother simply would not allow it. She landed, and the NightWing, who had her wings folded back and deep purple scales, cast a worried look at Canary. She nudged the SeaWing, and they both bowed.
“Your highness,” The SeaWing mumbled, her wings sweeped the ground in her bow, and she looked down at the soft earth, not looking at Canary as she spoke.
Canary blinked, she should have been used to dragons bowing, it had been happening her whole life, but she just wasn’t, “Evening,” She glanced around, “Is this where the rebellion meeting is being held?” The last sentence was more hushed, in case of her mother’s guards being around somewhere.
The SeaWing’s eyes widened slightly, she was doing her best to hide her shock, “W-what rebellion, your highness?” She kept the position of her bow.
“I heard of one meeting here tonight. I wish to help in planning.”
They both rose from the bowing position most dragons held until her mother passed them by, and the NightWing watched her sceptically, “I apologise your highness, but I am not sure what you are talking about.”
“Listen, I know it’s hard to believe, but I truly want to help you. I hate my mother as much as you all do.”
The SeaWing nodded, “Come on, Artmaker, the Princess is telling the truth…I think.”
She nodded, “Very well, please, come in.”
Canary dipped her head, “Thank you, I appreciate it.”
The NightWing, Artmaker, pushed the boulder away from the entrance and let Canary inside. Once she and the two had made it in, the boulder rolled back to block the opening. She would have thought it would be dark, but the entire cave was lit with lanterns placed on high up ledges. The cave was massive, dragons of every tribe and colour stood around and swooped through the air. A raised stage-like ledge remained empty, and some dragons perched high up on ledges that were unoccupied by lanterns. The lights gave everything a slightly golden glow when it was reflected off of them, and it was very pretty. There were most likely less dragons than in the rebellion, but the cave could only fit so many. But she wouldn’t know, maybe dragons were too afraid to join, and that they only thought of it. 
Artmaker cleared her throat, “I must go gather the rest of the dragons, Angelwing will remain with you,” She gestured to the SeaWing, “And our leader, Acacia, will be here soon.”
Canary nodded, “Thank you,” She answered as Artmaker walked off, seeming to have a very steady purpose in her walk, a swift sort of confidence.
Angelwing watched Canary with a warm sort of look that made her smile. She seemed very nice, especially with Canary being royalty and all; she got a bad reputation from her mother. Canary tucked her wings against her sides, clearing her throat.
She looked at Angelwing, “This is a lot of dragons, how do you keep them all in order?”
“Acacia does a good job, everybody likes her, so they listen.”
She nodded, that was a very opposite approach of what her mother had always done. Maybe that’s why it would work better, that’s what she hoped. And maybe if this worked, maybe she could rule that way. That thought scared her, she wasn’t ready to rule a whole kingdom. But she would have to, her mother could remain on the throne no longer. She would demolish the tribe superiority, and work on harmony, peace, and safety for all. That was what she would do, it would be her legacy. Oh how she hoped it would be true she would do these things. 
The group fell into even more silence as they stilled, heads lowered. This gave Canary a moment to think. A moment to think about the atrocities of her mother and the guard. Three innocent dragons killed? According to Acacia, they had never even been in the palace, and that likely meant they weren’t even near the palace. Her mother had killed them under a wrongful accusation, but…why? She knew why. They were probably viewed as a threat to her mother’s reign, at least through her eyes. That they were, but it was a good thing. Her mother needed to be taken down. She needed to be stopped. As soon as physically possible.
After the moment of silence, Acacia continued, “Thank you all. Now, unfortunately we have limited time so we must continue on. Our second order of business is next week’s venture. Brave volunteer dragons have been chosen, and if that is not you, I plead with you to not attempt this journey as well. A larger group will make us more easily spotted, as well as the fact we wish to put as few of our members in harm's way as possible. Thirdly, I would like to personally thank our newest members whether they are here tonight or not. Your support is the reason our movement can continue on and hopefully, one day, fully follow through on our cause. That is all, feel free to remain around for a little while, I will be here if you have anything we need to discuss. Please, everyone, get home safely, avoid the guard, and down with the queen.”
Most in the cave repeated the last line ‘down with the queen’ after Acacia finished speaking. It didn’t so much concern or offend Canary, it didn’t even scare her. What it did do was really hit home the reality of the suffering her mother had caused, and the hatred that ran deep within the entire continent. Within families, people with friends, people with friends and family that had been needlessly murdered. Unrighteously murdered. 
A lot of the dragons went through several different exits. One was the one she had come through with Artmaker and Angelwing earlier, and she was unsure if others led through a cave system to other exit points, or if they were exit points in themselves. About three quarters or so of the other dragons had left at the end of the ‘meeting’, and Canary could spot Artmaker speaking to another dragon off on one of the ledges. She was speaking to a green RainWing with teal spots and teal stripes on their wings. They were speaking quietly, Canary could tell from where she stood, even though she wasn’t within earshot of them. The RainWing occasionally glanced at Canary, and from what she had seen within the palace walls, assumed that meant they were speaking about her. 
Someone cleared their throat from behind Canary, making her jump. When she turned around, she saw Acacia, and relaxed slightly. Acacia glanced at Artmaker and the RainWing before bringing her gaze back to Canary with a small smile.
“Spying on Leaf and Artmaker? Quite an impressive skill, spying on the head spy on the Rebel Council.” She chuckled.
Canary felt her face heat up, “N-no! I-I promise I wasn’t spying-”
Acacia shook her head, “I know, it’s alright. But…” she glanced around, “We need to talk, you and I.”
== Chapter Two ==
Canary felt as if her heart was going to pound out of her chest…or explode. Why did they need to speak? It likely wasn’t anything Canary had done wrong, but what if it was? Was Acacia going to kick her out? Tell her she couldn’t be a part of the rebellion? Get rid of her because she had heard too much? Canary just didn’t know. She nodded hesitantly, unsure how to put words to the request. Acacia nodded in return and walked across the cave to one of the tunnel exits. Unsure of what else to do, Canary followed.
The two walked a short ways down the tunnel until they reached a fork, they could either go right or straight, and Acacia turned right. It led to a room-like opening that was far smaller than the large cave they had been in. It, though, much like the larger one, was decorated with lanterns, different in that this one had chairs to accompany them. Acacia took a seat in the one on their left, motioning with one talon for Canary to take a seat in the other, to which she obliged.
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