“Finally, of course there is my sighting the day before yesterday of a weird looking craft approaching the island, I think it was either red or orange in colour. And if that’s not enough, every dragon on the island has lost their flame and we now have four prisoners to interrogate.”
Brown did not move but raising his head, he just stared at Blue. Dragon Brown could see the facts, he just had nothing to go on, but his instincts told him, something was very wrong.
Dragon Blue made for the door that led to the cells. “Come on Brown, let’s talk to the prisoners.”
Brown beckoned Blue to stop. “Look, it’s been a long day and those four are not going anywhere. Feed them, make them comfortable and we will speak with each one in the morning. Sleeping in a dark cell overnight is enough to persuade anyone to talk.”
Blue, somewhat taken aback, stared at Brown, for these comments worried him. “Brown, we go back a long way when our fathers and forefathers could fly and roamed the world but I have never thought you to be the first one to go directly against Dragon Black’s orders. Black has ordered us to capture and interrogate, nothing about making the prisoners comfortable or leaving their interrogation until they have had chance to sleep.”
A tired Dragon Brown heaved himself up and moving towards the main entrance door, looked back at Blue, smiled and said: “You know that Dragon Black is cold hearted and that for him, interrogation actually means torture. Let’s investigate further before we make a mistake we will regret.” Brown opened the door onto the deserted street and in parting, waved a salute to Blue. “We are supposed to be professionals Dragon Blue and should be dealing with this in a professional way.”
Blue watched, as Brown marched off up the road as the sun, with its last glowing embers of light, gave way to the full blackness of night.
Dragon Green was once more re-entering the Great Hall feeling somewhat confident and clasping both his and Yellow’s written reports tightly within his sweaty claws. He knocked hard on the enormous stone door leading to where Dragon Black was still seated on his throne.
“Sir,” Green started, “I require some guidance and advice.” Green knew that Dragon Black was positively agreeable to being ‘sucked’ up to.
“What is it?” Black barked back. “It’s late and I have no time for idle chitchat.”
“Oh!, your Dragonship,” Green responded in a sickly, smothering voice, “I know you have much to do and have little time to waste, but I have some important news concerning the prisoners.” Green continued to move nearer to Black bowing and with head down, mumbled “If you’re not interested then of course I…..” Green was interrupted.
“What are you mumbling about Green, speak up? If it’s important spit it out and get on with it, for if you are wasting my time,” Dragon Black paused, lowered his head and looking Green full in the eyes, snarled, “You will not only be sorry but possibly may not live to regret your intrusion.”
With that, Green placed both reports, he had been so nervously clutching, on a round granite table immediately to Dragon Black’s left and in easy reach for him to grab them. “What are these?” Green took a deep breath thinking perhaps this had not been such a good idea. “Sire, your Dragonship, Sir,” he whimpered.
“Oh, get on with it, Green” Dragon Black exclaimed as he read Yellow’s report first. “These should be given to Dragon Brown.” Black once more snarled, his large sharp white teeth periodically being licked by his large, long, blood-red tongue.
Green seeing that Black had fully read Yellow’s report stood on his hind legs stretched himself up to full height, (he was still tiny compared to Dragon Black). “I believe we have a traitor in our midst”
Green’s comment was immediately jumped on by Black. “Do you know for certain who?” Black was now more than
Brown did not move but raising his head, he just stared at Blue. Dragon Brown could see the facts, he just had nothing to go on, but his instincts told him, something was very wrong.
Dragon Blue made for the door that led to the cells. “Come on Brown, let’s talk to the prisoners.”
Brown beckoned Blue to stop. “Look, it’s been a long day and those four are not going anywhere. Feed them, make them comfortable and we will speak with each one in the morning. Sleeping in a dark cell overnight is enough to persuade anyone to talk.”
Blue, somewhat taken aback, stared at Brown, for these comments worried him. “Brown, we go back a long way when our fathers and forefathers could fly and roamed the world but I have never thought you to be the first one to go directly against Dragon Black’s orders. Black has ordered us to capture and interrogate, nothing about making the prisoners comfortable or leaving their interrogation until they have had chance to sleep.”
A tired Dragon Brown heaved himself up and moving towards the main entrance door, looked back at Blue, smiled and said: “You know that Dragon Black is cold hearted and that for him, interrogation actually means torture. Let’s investigate further before we make a mistake we will regret.” Brown opened the door onto the deserted street and in parting, waved a salute to Blue. “We are supposed to be professionals Dragon Blue and should be dealing with this in a professional way.”
Blue watched, as Brown marched off up the road as the sun, with its last glowing embers of light, gave way to the full blackness of night.
Dragon Green was once more re-entering the Great Hall feeling somewhat confident and clasping both his and Yellow’s written reports tightly within his sweaty claws. He knocked hard on the enormous stone door leading to where Dragon Black was still seated on his throne.
“Sir,” Green started, “I require some guidance and advice.” Green knew that Dragon Black was positively agreeable to being ‘sucked’ up to.
“What is it?” Black barked back. “It’s late and I have no time for idle chitchat.”
“Oh!, your Dragonship,” Green responded in a sickly, smothering voice, “I know you have much to do and have little time to waste, but I have some important news concerning the prisoners.” Green continued to move nearer to Black bowing and with head down, mumbled “If you’re not interested then of course I…..” Green was interrupted.
“What are you mumbling about Green, speak up? If it’s important spit it out and get on with it, for if you are wasting my time,” Dragon Black paused, lowered his head and looking Green full in the eyes, snarled, “You will not only be sorry but possibly may not live to regret your intrusion.”
With that, Green placed both reports, he had been so nervously clutching, on a round granite table immediately to Dragon Black’s left and in easy reach for him to grab them. “What are these?” Green took a deep breath thinking perhaps this had not been such a good idea. “Sire, your Dragonship, Sir,” he whimpered.
“Oh, get on with it, Green” Dragon Black exclaimed as he read Yellow’s report first. “These should be given to Dragon Brown.” Black once more snarled, his large sharp white teeth periodically being licked by his large, long, blood-red tongue.
Green seeing that Black had fully read Yellow’s report stood on his hind legs stretched himself up to full height, (he was still tiny compared to Dragon Black). “I believe we have a traitor in our midst”
Green’s comment was immediately jumped on by Black. “Do you know for certain who?” Black was now more than
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