The Trapped Princess
Gentalas

"Your Majesty," said the dragon respectfully with his head lowered.

Ara approached the dragon's head, her hands raised gently rubbed the protective dragon's face, her eyes glazed over. "I'm sorry for taking so long to keep you waiting, Gentala."

Ara's tears, now Queen Gienka, began to flow along with the memories that kept appearing in her head. Ever since her blood fell dripping into the pearl lake, the red aura belonging to the queen that had been sealed in the deepest corner of her, suddenly rumbled in revolt. As his feet began to touch the water of the pearl lake, the seal slipped off, a crimson aura felt trying to overwhelm his body, flowing into the bloodstream, gushing into his heart and heart and barging into his head.

His body felt uncontrollable, continuing to step nonstop until a memory started to flash in his head.

Ara again shed her tears, she gently dipped the dragon's head. Ara recalled the memories that flashed in her head, "however, it seems that the memories of your previous master entered my head."

The Dragon's eyes seemed glazed, but he seemed silent and listened to the Queen's words.

"He left a message for me to tell you, Gentala." Ara again rubbed the dragon's head that was still loyal bowed before him. "He regretted having to put you to bed because that was the only way to keep you alive, he regretted not being able to say goodbye" Ara said with wet eyes.

"Your master always remembers you until his last breath, he feels lucky to have you and to thank you for everything you have done for him, for him you are more than a faithful servant," Ara took a deep breath trying to calm her sad heart.

"You waited a long time, Gentala. Now it's time for you to be free and do what you want" Ara told the dragon.

"Your Majesty," Gentala looked at the Queen. "The servant lord is now gone, is His Majesty willing to be the new servant master?"

Ara's heart trembled violently, having the dragon whose loyalty was no doubt a blessing to everyone, but Ara was worried, was she worthy of being the master of the dragon?

"Gentala, unlike your previous master, I'm just an ordinary woman, I don't deserve to be your master" Ara said honestly.

"No Your Majesty," Gentala replied firmly. "Before putting the servant to sleep, the master said that one day there will come a great queen from her offspring, a queen with blood purer than herself, who will awaken the servant from a long sleep."

"Master also advised that the servant be a loyal servant and keep His Majesty to death, so please Your Majesty, please accept the servant as Your Majesty's servant, I promise to restore the ability of the servant and protect His Majesty as commanded by the master of the previous servant."

"Master, before you decide, I want to tell you one thing." Ara took a deep breath, "maybe I appear to be a queen in your eyes, but in reality, I was just a child that my own family did not even want. My existence brings disaster, my name brings anxiety and the truth about me brings division."

Ara shed tears again, her heart was slashed, but her eyes were fixed straight at Gentala's eyes, "after hearing the truth about me, do you still want to make me your master?"

Gentala again lowered her head, "please Your Majesty, with all the life of the servant begging, please accept the servant as His Majesty's servant."

Ara's tears are now like a rushing river, he did not think that the great dragon of the protector was now even still begging to be his servant after knowing the truth about him.

Ara flicked her finger, reopened the wound on her fingertip that was starting to dry, she activated her energy, until her aura blinded her eyes. He stepped closer until his left hand was able to wipe the top of Gentala's head, while he raised the fingertips of his right hand, the wound was now open again.

"From now on, you are not only my brother, but my family because my blood runs through your body, Gentala." Ara kissed Gentala's head, "thank you Gentala."

Instantly a blood-red crown appeared on the head of Gentala. Ara gasped, "why is there a crown on your head?"

"Because His Majesty has the strongest pure blood, then when the blood of His Majesty is fused within the servant, the servant is now the strongest dragon. The king of all dragons," Gentala explained.

"Pure blood? Can you explain to me the pure blood you were talking about?"

Gentala moved his body, he flew around the Queen faster and faster, his brightly lit body looking like fireworks in the dark sky. The aura did not blink, until Gentala started to reduce its speed.

"You're moving me?" Ara looked around, the dark sky above the pearl lake was now changing into a bright sky with a warm shining sun.

Gentala approached the Queen, "go to the back of the servant, Your Majesty."

Without making a sound, Ara climbed Gentala's back. As Gentala begins to fly, Ara clings to Gentala's scales and realizes that they are flying over a lush green forest, so lush that Ara cannot see the ground at its base, what looks only lush foliage, like an ancient forest.

Ara continued to look around as the Gentala flew, the forest seemed vast and surrounded by volcanoes that formed a perfect circle. The wind was blowing lightly, the birds chirping sounded like a melodious song, the sound of animals muttering down there. Ara looked amazed, after having undergone the displacement of places several times, this was the first time she had seen such a completely different world, she even hesitated to be able to find humans down there.

Suddenly Gentala began to slow down, Ara saw a huge mountain before them, with a cratered burning full of hot lava on it, as if ready to spill at any moment.

"Your Majesty," call Gentala.

Ara sharpened her eyes and looked at the layered protective wall, seemingly surrounding the forest, seen restricting the forest and the mountains surrounding it.

"What's behind this protective layer of Gentala?" asked Ara astonished, because it was very clear that the protective layer was not made carelessly.

"The truth, Your Majesty."

Ara's eyes were rounded hearing Gentala's reply. "If there's a protective layer then we can't get through it, then why did you bring me here?"

"We can get through it, because only we are allowed to enter it Your Majesty," Gentala said without hesitation.

"What do you mean, Gentala?"

Ara waited for Gentala's answer, but it seemed that the dragon had no intention of answering. Gentala started to move her body, she flew at full speed, making Ara shudder and hug Gentala's body tightly.