What would Lily be doing at the palace? Willow wondered. She walked up to the door and knocked.

“Who is it?” A voice boomed overhead.

“Willow, and I need to see the queen.”

“Why is your need so very desperate?”

Willow thought for a moment. “Nevermind! I will go now. Sorry for bothering you!”

“You should be.” The voice muttered.

Willow walked back to her dorm. Her job was done, now she needed to tell Ms. Unknown.

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As she arrived at her dorm, she started to doubt herself. What if it wasn’t a big deal? What if she had followed the wrong trail? No, she told herself. I saw her go that way and I saw that trail.

“Where’d it lead?” Ms. Unknown asked when she opened the door to the dorm.

Willow swallowed nervously. “The palace.” She replied while biting her fingernails.

Ms. Unknown didn’t seem too shocked by the revelation. “I knew something was off about her.”

“Really? How?”

“Did you see the way she reacted to you wanting to see what she wrote?” She said like she was explaining what grass was to someone who was a day old.

“Yeah! She acted like it was the end of the world if I saw what it was.”

“To her, it would be.”

“What?”

“She is trying to bring us down.”

“Why?”

“The Queen probably bribed her with something, but that is beside the point. We have to find a way to stop her, especially now that she knows where our hideout is.”

“Why does The Queen want to bring it down?”

“She wants to bring us down because we are trying to bring her down. Making sense so far?”

Willow nodded. “How will we stop Lily?”

“I… don’t know.”

Willow looked at her in astonishment. “You don’t know?”

Ms. Unknown raised her hands in a sign of innocence. “A leader doesn’t need to know all the answers, just the brains to know the right ones when they hear or read it.”

“When are you going to hear the right answers for this?”

“My brain, probably.”

“Fair enough.”

They continued talking about things until dark. “We better get to bed now, so we aren’t tired or grumpy.”

Willow and Ms. Unknown went towards their bedrooms, standing up from the chairs in the living room.

“By the way, what is your name, and where is your dragon?” Willow asked, blocking Ms. Unknown’s door inconspicuously.

“My name - by golly, I do hope I don’t regret this - is Ebony. Who told you about my dragon?” Ebony replied, giving Willow a I-know-what-you-are-doing look.

“Our dormmates, and nice try.” Willow responded, returning the look.

“All right, my dragon’s name is Midnight. Happy now?”

“No, I am not happy, that didn’t answer my question! Where is your dragon?”

“On the second floor to the very right! Now let me in my room!” Ebony replied agitated now, pushing past Willow to get into her room.

Willow walked into her room, and thought over the news for hours, hardly getting any sleep, but somehow she still felt refreshed in the morning.

The next day at school, Willow’s first class went the same as before, class and then to the barn they went to.

They got to the barn, went to their stalls, and she heard some cries of: “My egg hatched overnight!” or “My egg is hatching!”

Willow was unlucky enough to not be one of those people. Her egg remained stock-still, though maybe a little bit more transparent than before, almost translucent, even.

Maybe tomorrow. Willow thought, stroking her egg. She almost headed out into the field next to the barn, but she remembered what Ebony had said, about her dragon being on the second floor farthest to the right. It also occurred to her that she should check on her dormmate’s eggs, too.

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She shrugged, she reasoned they probably had about a third of a timeglass left of class. She looked around, then realized that there were no stairs.

She asked a teacher about it and she told Willow that when your dragon was old enough, you had to fly them up there.

She scowled when she heard the news, but took the opportunity to check Amber’s, Violets, and Mabel’s eggs, or maybe baby dragons.

“Where do you find out people’s names and their brand?”

The teacher pointed to the wall next to the entrance, where there was a wood board with every single person’s name and their brand.

Let’s see… Aalia, Abby, Amber! Willow thought, reading off the names, glad they were in alphabetical order.

Amber’s brand was a small fire. Makes a lot of sense for no reason at all. Willow thought, shrugging.

Where could Amber’s stall be… Willow thought looking down the wall of the seemingly endless line of stalls. Luckily, she spotted Amber before she had to look for very long.

She raced to Amber before she lost track of her and tapped Amber on the shoulder.

She spun around, then instantly beamed when she saw Willow. “Hello there! Is anything exciting happening to you?”

“No. Did your egg hatch?”

“Yeah! Come and see!” Amber beckoned for Willow to follow her. Willow complied.

They arrived at Amber’s stall, and a cute little purple dragon awkwardly flapped straight into Amber’s outstretched arms.

“What’s their name?”

“His name is Twilight.”

“That’s pretty. I am going to check on Mabel and Violet. Bye!”

Willow returned to the chart, remembering which stall Amber had.

Mabel had a playful cat with its paws up, and Violet had a flower, ironically.

Both of her dormmates had no dragons, with Mabel having an aqua egg, and Violet having a light purply pink, almost violet, but just a little bit too pink to be considered violet, also ironically.

Willow then wandered around, looking at all of the eggs and the few empty stalls, observing the colors and the brands.

She noticed something that made her nervous, she was one of the only two that had multiple colored eggs, but there could be more if they already hatched. The other person had a white and dark blue colored egg, and had a dragon eye brand.

She walked back to the chart, skimming for the dragon eye. She found it under the name Masey. She swore to herself that at the end of class, she would look for this Masey person.

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At the end of class, she went to the headmistresse’s office and asked her if she knew Masey.

“Ah, Masey, wonderful girl. Too quiet, though, if you ask me.”

Willow took a deep breath, telling herself to say it before she chickened out. “Why are me and her the only ones with multicolored eggs?” Willow asked the headmistress, Mrs. Faulkner.

“I don’t know anything about that.”

“Really?” Willow asked, intrigued, but a couple seconds later she realized that this was the head person, not someone she could just chat with!

“Yeah. Joe is the one that takes care of the eggs and stuff. He never tells me anything.”

“Thanks. I better get to my next class.”

“Yes, you should.”

Willow went to her classes, and instead of just doing class, they also went to the barn. Willow’s egg did not hatch yet.

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Over the course of the next three days, Willow waited for her egg to hatch, but nothing happened, even Masey’s egg hatched. (it was the same color as her egg)

By the fourth day of no luck, Willow had just about given up. She walked to her stall, expecting the same results, but the most remarkable thing happened, her egg was hatching!

It shook, there was a loud crack, and Willow’s beautiful pale yellow and aquamarine baby dragon looked at her and Willow scooped up the baby into her arms!

“Sky is your name.” Willow purred to the dragon, hugging her closer.

Sky let out a little squawk, putting her front legs on Willow’s chest. Sky licked Willow’s face. Willow recoiled, dragon slobber was gross! She laughed because Sky cocked its head at her.

“I love you and always will,” Willow promised the dragon.

Willow got the day off, and she bonded with Sky. She played with her, and raced her, and then cooled down with her.

They played until evening. By then, Willow was panting and close to her dragon. She carried Sky to the barn and the little dragon was sleeping in her arms!

She set Sky down to the side of the stall and gathered straw and set it in a circle of some sort then placed Sky in the middle.

“Goodnight, Sky.” Willow told her while she closed the stall door.

She returned to her dorm. She went inside her room, and slept peacefully.

She went to the academy, for once feeling ready for the day. The last egg hatched that day, so the students were allowed to go in the yard for the rest of the day.

Willow took the chance to find Masey. She looked for a multicolored dragon, and she found a white and blue colored dragon that had a pale skinned, and wheat colored hair owner, presumably Masey.

Willow ran to meet her, making sure Sky followed her.

“Hey! Masey! Over here!” Willow called, waving her arms around like a crazy person.

Masey shook her head. “I see you, you don’t have to go crazy, I am not the last person on Earth.”

Willow chuckled. “Okay.”

“Do you want something from me, or did you just want to embarrass me?” Masey asked, giving Willow a serious look.

Willow hesitated, not sure what she actually wanted to say. “Uh, do you know why we have multicolored dragons?” Willow blurted the question off the top of her mind.

“Uh, obviously because we are so awesome, they wanted a memorial of our awesomeness.” Masey asked, totally deadpanning.

Willow laughed, “No, actually, do you know?”

“Yeah! I told you, we are so awesome, they wanted to know which ones are super awesome, I am not kidding about this.”

Willow shook her head. “That’s not true, and you know it! I am not anything special, maybe you are, but not me!”

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“I guess you will never know your awesomeness like I do.” Masey sighed.

Willow shook her head, walking away. Masey didn’t get it! This is not time for jokes! She played with Sky for about thirty seconds before Grey walked up to her, a traumatized look on his face.

“What happened?” Willow asked him.

“I- uh, well, um,” He stammered, “I found out someone has plans to kill The Queen.”