There was a
long pause as the dragon stared at the—wait, wrong story. Sorry, now where are
we…oh yes! Horon stood unable to move. He didn’t know who the man was behind
him but if his father was scared, he was too. Horon started to run but a giant
hand clasped his shoulder and a gruff voice spoke, “Where are you going little
boy? We are not done with you and your father.” Alkon started to talk, “How did
you find us so”-- but couldn’t finish what he was going to say because a giant
boot kicked him in the chest. “Dad!” Shouted Horon, he tried to run to his
father but the hand wouldn’t let him go. “Don’t worry kid,” said the man behind
him, “we won’t kill him… at least, not yet” the men laughed, picked up his dad
and galloped off on their horses. “Dad!” Horon called again but it was no use,
his dad was unconscious. Horon started to turn and weep but then he heard the
sound of swords clashing. He looked where the men had run off and saw that they
were being attacked by knights from the castle!
Yes! Horon thought, the knights can help save my dad! Horon found his
knife that he got for his seventh birthday just a few weeks ago and charged at
his father’s attackers, but before he could reach them, they had beaten the
knights and galloped off. Right as they
were leaving, his father woke up and shouted, “GO TO THE CASTLE AND SEE THE KING!” and then the men were gone. Horon turned around and wept for what seemed
like hours then finally he got up and started to run toward the castle.
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