The Dragon King: Prince Raziil

By Bryde Enoh

In the Land of Star a fictional kingdom, there is great poverty and death, the king has been mudered and the kingdom is at stake of being destroyed by its enemies.The prince embark's on a mission to save his kingdom and take control of his throne with the help of his dragon. With his relatives being his worst enemies and rivals for the throne, prince Raziil has a very little chance of being victorious. He is from the line of Red, the Red family own a Red dragon from which they had their name, the Red dragon is being handed own from generation to generation  among the Red family to the chosen dragon lords.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookRix
• Release date: May 23, 2017
• ISBN: 9783739675718

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CHARACTERS

Prince Rahiil: Son of the deceased king of Star.

Rythia: Girl from Laqua

King Benedict: King of Laqua.

Von Red: Prince Rahiil’s uncle and brother to the death king.

Lau Red: Von Red’s wife.

Shura: Lau Red’s servant

Horius: The dragon.

Sisis: The chief commander of the army of star.

Acknowledgement

My friends, family and fans.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

After a week of cruise, the sea had lost its sparkle. Prince Raziil stood atop a mass, feet braced on the cross bar. A film of tears magnifying the prince eyes, two azure pools, fear stirring in their dept as he panicked. What will he do now? His father is death and ruling the kingdom will not be an easy task. Prince Raziil thought standing silently in the farthest corner of the Cruise with his head bowed facing the sea while he kept shifting his weight from foot to foot. Back at home was a busy and crowded kingdom characterized by hustle and bustle in which the prince ruled. Darkness covered his kingdom like a curtain of Spanish lace.

Servant: My prince, you look disturbed.

Prince Raziil: why would I not be?

Servant: But why my prince.

Prince Raziil: Now that my father is death, my enemies are looking at the throne, they will try to seize it from me.

Servant: But you don’t have to let that happen.

Prince Raziil: I know, but what can I do?

Servant: You should stand firm my prince, you have to continue the lineage of your father. You are the heir to the throne.

Prince Raziil: Tell that to the evil men who are currently plotting to steal the throne. Please bring me some wine.

Servant: Getting drunk will not help, you have to start working.

Prince: I said bring me some wine. How dare you argue with me!

Servant: Sorry my lord.

The cloying sweet taste of wine took control of prince Raziil and in no time the scent of alcohol wafted over him. At least the weather was nice, giving him a reason not to kill himself. They were heading to Laqua, a massive icy wasteland located hundreds of miles away. A cold breeze blew through tossing the short blond hair of the handsome prince. Raziil was well known throughout Ice