Abyss ran through the tunnel. I know what you're planning, Mother  she thought. The scroll she carried in her talons was proof of everything, it was proof that her mother did not deserve the throne. At last, Abyss had reached the river. 

"Grotto, where are you?" she asked aloud. "You know I could make the cave bring you here if I wanted it to." 

"You wouldn't do that," said Grotto, emerging from the shadows.

 "Yes I would," Abyss said, "Do you want me to prove it?" 

Grotto laughed. "No, I guess not," he said, "Speaking of proving things, do you have the scroll?" 

"Right here," Abyss told him. 

As she was about to hand him the scroll, Abyss heard a tiny voice call her name, "Abyss?" 

Abyss turned around and saw a tiny dragonet. "Axolotl, no!" Abyss cried. 

"What's wrong?" Grotto asked. "She remembers almost everything she hears," Abyss explained. "She also doesn't know how to keep a secret. Grotto, she tell Mother." 

All the color drained from Grotto's face. "The rebellion can hide you," he said, "I promise. We can hide your sister, too." 

"No," said Abyss, "Axolotl has to stay here. Mother doesn't have any other heirs. It would make her want to hunt you down even more. Besides, something tells me that when she gets older, she will want to stop this as much as we do. Maybe then she can know the secret." Abyss stared into her sister's eyes and wondered if she would ever see her again.