Page 79 of Song of the Shadow Prince
I frowned. “No one has seen him? Then how do you know he’s real?”
She shrugged. “Don’t all legends start with a hint of truth?” she questioned. “The third prince has been exiled to Obsidian Reach his entire life… but he’s a thing of stories here on the mainland.” With a seductive grin, she spun out of my grasp, gave a slight bow, and sauntered away.
Silent secretunder the moonlight
Flying free in the cover of night
On stolen wings he stalks the streets
Disappearing to his dragon’s keep
No open arms, no welcome home
Rage burns within his bones.
A specter in the night so still,
A wayward heart no love can ever fill.
Hearthe song of the Shadow Prince,
Through the alleys where shadows wince.
A dragon’s blood with no flame to dance,
In the darkness, he finds his chance.
The singer continuedher mesmerizing melody. As I listened to the words of the song, it seemed like it was no secret that Damien had acquired his dragon. Or perhaps the people didn’t know it had been taken away. Either way, I wondered whetherthe emperor had heard this folk song. It could cause a lot of trouble for Damien.
Under moonlight,he bears no scales,
In his eyes, a sorrow that never pales.
He walks the land in silent plea,
A dragon’s form he’ll never be.
Mystery and magiccloak the dark night sky
And cast quiet shadows as he glides by.
So if you feel a chill in the air,
And the touch of a gaze that’s barely there,
It’s the prince who walks alone,
The dragon heir to no throne.
A specter in the night so still,
With an empty heart only a flame can ever fill.
Hearthe song of the Shadow Prince,
Through the alleys where shadows wince.
A dragon’s blood with no flame to dance,
