Queen Thorn's POV

Queen Thorn was sitting at the dinning table of her palace with Smoulder and Onyx on her right and Six-claws and Kindle on her left. In front of her were a mixture of Grim and Sandwings, Victory Strike told her the special order that is used for the Grim in the Sand Kingdom and got them to help her with several things after Victory Strike explained things yesterday.

Tongue- Slicer, a sapphire-blue triple-slasher, was busy telling an adventure he had with the king in the lands of Ragnorak. Onyx was busy fidgeting with her new mechanical leg that a Brain Hunter by the name of Armor Breaker, when her broken leg was removed due to an infection.

Thorn smiled as breakfast was served.

The current cook, Scorpion bowed and said, "My apology, Your majesty but I was trying those recipes Tongue-Slicer gave me."

"It's okay, Scorpion," Thorn replied as a mix of baked lizards, roasted nuts, grilled camel and other assortments of delicacies were produce and the servants began to give out beverages.

"What would you like to drink, Queen Thorn," A Worldender asked as she held a plate full of drinks of all kinds.

"Cactus juice, please," Thorn responded politely, the dragoness nodded and used her tail to provide the drink.

Tongue-Slicer then took his glass of wine and brought it up to the air and shouted, "To Queen Thorn, King Smoulder and King Victory Strike!"

The Grim dragons toasted to the words followed hesitatingly by the Sandwings and Thorn herself.

"Tongue-Slicer," Smoulder asked the 80 something dragon, "I had honestly never seen such loyalty in my life. Why do you all care of King Victory Strike, so much."

"Because, he is one of the best we ever had," Tongue-Slicer simply said, "besides we had a bad one before Victory Strike."

"The Dragon Death," Thorn asked, earning a nod from the Grim dragons, some were cowering at the name.

"Once, she had sent her mother; Amber Heart, to find and convince a Riproarer to join the tribe. She failed," Tongue-Slicer whispered in a voice of fear and was laced with suspense, "The queen was so furious that she had her mother killed in front of everyone in the palace."

Before the old dragon could continue, Oynx asked, "What is so frightening about her? She sounds like Queen Scarlet."

"But, she can make that vile dragoness cower in fear with just a glance," Tongue-Slicer hissed at Onyx before continuing, "She had wanted a Riproarer for its venom."

"Venom," Kindle asked, "Why is it so valuable?"

"That is because it is the most lethal toxin known, it is the only toxin that can kill a Triple-Slasher, which are immune to toxins, due to our vary diet," Tongue-Slicer explained, "one teaspoon can kill 20,000 dragons in 30 seconds."

"It is also very valuable , due to the fact that Riproarers are nearly extinct," a brain hunter added, "and as time goes on, the venom gets weaker due to its instability and after a century can make dragons go mad with pain and agony."

"You are correct, Wing-clipper," Tongue-Slicer thanked the Brain-hunter and continued with his tale, "She laced her middle tail with the venom and stabbed her mother in the back. It took 3 minutes of earsplitting screams and the ripping of flesh."

"Ripping," Smoulder muttered as an image seemed to be formed in his mind.

"Amberheart, ripped her talons out, she bit her tails in half and disembodied herself before finally deadening to the venom. The worst part for me was that I had watch all of this when I was just 5," the Triple-Slasher finished, "Luckily, she was killed by the king, Soul-reader, Demon-Shredder and Fang-heart."

The other Grim dragons cheered and toasted again.

"What, so you are telling me that Victory Strike, whom told me and literally all the queens of Pyrrhia that he killed his mother's killer so-," Thorn asked before Tongue-Slicer cut her off.

"The mother he meant was the non psychotic one side of her,! Tongue-Slicer said, "She become quite hostile when he found out her games."

"Kicked him and her other dragonets out and into Ragnorak; The frozen wasteland," A Thunder-Horn mentioned. Thorn remember the description of the place. A land that makes the Ice Kingdom look like a tropical paradise. The only greenery on that continent was at the North most part where a large expanse of pines trees, conifers and other winter plants. She remembered how Victory Strike seemed to grimace about the place.

"Anyway, that is why I am loyal to the king," Tongue-Slicer said as he drank from his cup.

"What is difference between the two anyway," Smoulder unwisely asked, earning a grin from Tongue-Slicer.

"Death would had killed everyone in the the palace and is used the chaos to take the throne of the sandwings," he simply put it.

That response reminded Thorn about the first time Victory Strike had spoken to the Sandwing Queen.

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It was five days ago.

The day was any normal day and Thorn was finishing writing her documents went Smoulder came in.

"Thorn, there is this strange looking dragon waiting for you. He said that he wants to talks," Smoulder explained, "and no he doesn't remotely at all look like Vulture."

"Thanks, Smoulder," Thorn mumbled as she went to the throne room.

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"Bring him in," Thorn calmly ordered Six-Claws only for him to look frightened at the task. The guards that had recently changed post at where the dragon was were also shivering in, what Thorn thought, was fear.

"This dragon scares even Six-Claws," Thorn thought, "Better be careful."

Before Six-Claws could do anything, the main doors to the throne burst open as an icy wind brought... snow? Into the room.

Then she heard tip-tapping, a figure that at the door was obscured by the snow and began to walk up to her and with a snapped, the snow had disappeared to reveal a dragon the colour of amber-orange and reds, turquoise highlights on what looked like tuffs of furs with purple dots that littered his body. His tail.. no tails were striped with orange and blue rings with long elegant stingers on the tips with spikes that ran down to top each tail with quills and feather-like projections to top the weird display. His eyes were blue-green and seemed to pierce her very soul. His head was triangular in shape and his fangs were slightly sticking out of his mouth.

The dragon spoke in loud, cheeky and playful voice, "The most joyous day to you, my dear Queen Thorn."

Thorn stared wide-eyed at an emerald crown with jade droplets glitzing on the top, it was wrapped around his horns.

"The name is Victory Strike, King of the Grim," The dragon said now towering over Thorn.

Thorn steeled herself under his stare and felt great power from the dragon as her guards came to her aid and surrounded the king while Smoulder placed himself infront of Thorn. Thorn was embarrassed by the display while the dragon laughed and snapped his fingers.

The space around them began to bend and within a blink of an eye, the guards were in there original positions, Smoulder was sitting on a throne made out of sandstone next to her while the dragon was still standing there.

"Are you all comfortable," the dragon simply said as he smiled wickedly. Thorn felt something soft suddenly appear underneath her only to find a fine silk cushion that fluffy and comfortable.

"If I didn't have powers, you all would have been dead," the dragon said.

"W-What d-do you mean," Thorn stuttered as dread began to envelope her vocal cords.

The 'Grim' king snapped his claws and eyes surrounded everyone, only to reveal a few hundred pairs of eyes hanging from the ceiling watching the events below. They then changed colours to stand out and reveal themselves of all sorts of weird and bizarre dragons, whom were all bowing the dragon with the crown and an elderly-looking dragon that resembled the king in form elegantly dropped down.

He bowed and welcomed the dragon, "Good Afternoon, King Victory Strike. How was your day?"

"Quite ordinary, if I say so myself, Tongue-Slicer," Victory Strike replied with relish, "what was happened today?"

"Well, the guards had just switched positions, the prisoners made no attempts in escaping, the treasury is still safe, the Grim Eye is secure, lunch will be ready to serve in 20 mins and the Queens just finished her documents," Tongue-Slicer said without a pause for breath and rage began to build in the queen.

"So, you are here for something and you have the gall to show us all that your spies are everywhere and know everything," Smoulder fired off with smoke billowing out of his nostrils.

"Also, the princess will be dead in a week's time due to an infection in her broken leg," Tongue-Slicer continued as if Smoulder hadn't yelled at them. However, the other dragons certainly heard and a few began to bared their fangs.

"Stop this immaturity, I came not for war but for an agreement," Victory Strike simply said at the situation and the dragons that were just now hissing were bowing and muttering apologies.

"An agreement," Thorn mused finding it hard to believe, "What do you what?"

"Simple, the ability to effectively communicate with all the queens of Pyrrhia and in exchange, I will supply your tribe with knowledge, wealth and revolutionary inventions," Victory Strike said with wave of his talons and several of the grim dragons reveal objects that peaked Thorn's interest causing Victory Strike to giggle childishly and tossed a scroll into Thorn's talons.

"For the deal to be made official, write the contents of the scroll word for word five times and set them to each of the queens of Pyrrhia," Victory Strike smirked as he began to whisper into Tongue-Slicer's ear.

"What about Onyx, how do we know that you aren't lying," Smoulder hissed.

"You noticed that your daughter can't use her arm and it is beginning to turn green," Victory Strike asked, "The green is a sign that your daughter's arm is infected and if not remove, she could die from blood poisoning."

"The arm will have to amputated,"Tongue-Slicer said, "However, if the King's demand is agree upon and insured to be completed in a day's time, then we will replace the arm with metallic replica, which will allow her to live a normal life."

Thorn glanced back to Smoulder and signed, "Alright, I agree to your terms, King of the Grim."

"Thank you, my dear," Victory Strike thanked, "The Grim in the Sand Kingdom are now loyal to you as well as me."

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A sandwing guard walked into the dinner hall and bowed, "Queen Thorn, there are three dragoness, whom are of need of you. Advisor Tongue-Slicer, I believe that this issue is in your area of expertise."

"Thank you, Viper," Tongue-Slicer thanked the guard as he got up and awaited Queen Thorn.

"What is the name of these dragon," Thorn asked Viper.

"Rattlesnake, the current leader of the Talons of Power, a dragonet named Thistle and her mother; Dust Devil",The guard said.