The Villiage of refugees. It was place where people can start a new life. A new home. Everyone there is very welcoming. You could be a banished royal and you would find a job, a home, a new lover, anything. There. It was the perfect place for anyone You were a banished duchess, the reason you were banished was because you were learning something so wrong in your kingdom, posion making. You didn’t have a power. You felt hopeless, so what if you learned how to poison someone? It was defense. You got a small baby dragon from the village, Sage the warm:he could emits warmth —————————————————————— You were in your cottage, getting yourself ready for bed. Sage had his small nest next to your bed side. He slept peacefully. You smiled and fell asleep. After a few minutes, you heard a crashing sound from downstairs. You immediately got up, Sage also got up as well. You put on a robe and went downstairs. Sage was behind you, smoke coming out his nose. As you walked around, you didn’t find anything. Before you could let out a sigh of relief. A dagger from behind was at your throat. As Sage was about to atttack the man, the man pointed a crossbow at Sage “Don’t. Make. A Sound.”