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Spyro and Cynder looked up, as if just discovering it had become night. So enthralled in the story, they didn't even notice the sun set. The armies had moved to the fortress and many lights could be seen twinkling from its windows. Spyro sat up, and set to anchor Cynder as she woke up her legs from a long sleep.

"So our parents... aren't dead?" Spyro asked questioningly

"Well they are, but their souls are trapped somewhere without consciousness, without thought" Michael answers, spreading his wings in pre-flight movements. "You ready to leave yet"

"Leave and go where?" Spyro askes

"Wherever you wish, your home planet, the Temple, Warfang, The fortress has the power to take you anywhere" He answers

"I want to let the Guardians know I am still alive, they will be relieved" Spyro tells Michael

"Then lets go" He takes off, spreading his massive wings and taking flight.

The three dragons fly up to the fortress, landing in its city square. Spyro looks around, marveling at the designs of the massive structure.

"How do the cannons work" Spyro asks, eyeing the massive one that sits at the highest point of the fortress.

"They are element cannons, any dragon can use their element power to charge the cannon, then it can be fired with great accuracy toward an enemy. Usually only fire, earth, and electricity elements are used, but sometimes poison, fear, and shadow." He answered, walking towards the control center.

"Shadow and fear?" Cynder asks wearily

"Yes, in some circumstances these powers are needed to break some defenses, fighting fire with fire, so to speak" He replied

They entered a large room with a magical projection of the fortress's surroundings in front of some sort of control interface, the interface was obviously designed specifically for dragons. Michael walked up to the interface and placed his paws in the four indents on the ground. The entire fortress began to hum with power as Michael summoned power and sent it through the fortresses core. Then, with a bright flash the fortress shook once then stilled, power fading from the interface. Spyro looked through the projection and saw the Temple with three dragons looking at them in amazement. The three of them flew down to the temple and greeted the guardians.

"Your still alive!" Volteer exclaimed "I had thought you had died with the explosion, or the shattering, or just from Malefor, or maybe..."

"Michael!" Terrad'or bellows "You have returned, and with such perfect timing too"

"Yes" Michael replied "No thanks to you though, not telling them about me or where to find me. Who would have known that when Spyro and Cynder defeated Malefor, they would be brought to the valley of souls"?

"I'm glad to see your alive Spyro, and you too Cynder" Volteer expressed.

"Thanks, and I'm glad to see that you made it back" Spyro replied.

"I'm guessing your going to take them to the Triad Homeworld" Cyril huffed

"Hello Spyro, nice to see you still alive Spyro, and you too Cynder" Cynder mocked.

Cyril rolled his eyes

"I was hoping we could pick up Flame and Ember in Warfang" Spyro said

"Yeah, that's a good idea" Cynder agreed

"That may be easier said than done, though, since Ember's mother is back on the throne after hiding in a cave through the whole war. She's not likely to let Ember go, especially with Flame, whom she hates." Cyril interjected.

"A flying fortress floating ominously over the city should change her mind, also the king of elemental dragons should too" Michael replies, absently sharpening his wingblades.

"You told him?" Cyril asks

"Well of course I told him" Michael answers "Its his right to know"

"But has he accepted the role?" Terrad'or asks calmly

"Have you?" Michael asks, turning to Spyro

Spyro thought for a moment "Yes" was all he said.

Michael suddenly stood straight up, stretching his wings out a little "Then it is settled, Spyro, you are now the king of elemental dragons, and none can deny it, now, until the time that it is passed on. Your mate, when you choose one" Cynder blushes when he looks over at her "Will be known as the queen"

With that the three guardians bow to Spyro, Cynder following hastily.

"Cynder... You don't..." They both blush

"Well, off to Warfang then?" Michael asked, returning to his natural relaxed state.

"Would you like to come with us" Spyro asked the guardians.

"We'd love to but..." Volteer begins

"We can't leave the temple behind, it needs repair, and we need to find a new fire guardian." Terrad'or finishes.

A sad twang ripples through Spyro at the thought of Ignitus. But a knowing look passes between Terrad'or and Michael that confuses him for a moment. 'Do they know something' Spyro thought, then dismissed the idea.

"Then we should go to Warfang" He stated

They said their farewells, Cynder left first and Michael followed, leaving Spyro for a moment.

"Be careful when prying Ember from her mother, you may have to use your new found kingly powers to intervene with the Queens plans for her daughter." Terrad'or warned

"What do you mean?" Spyro asked

"As a king you have power over royal affairs, anything you decree will be enforced by Michael's armies, use this power sparingly though." Terrad'or responded

"I will, thank you" Spyro said, taking off.

Back in the control center Michael had already charged the core and was instructing Cynder on how to operate the navigation controls. Then after some time she stepped onto the indents and focused. Then with another flash of light the temple vanished and the city of Warfang appeared on the projection.

"Nice job on your first go" Michael states, from the look on his face Spyro can tell he is a little surprised. "Bit close to the palace, so they might get a little jump scare"

As he says that they hear the ringing of the panic bells. They fly down to Warfang's famous central square to be greeted by several armed dragon guards. Several of Michael's guards land behind them and it becomes a face off.

"Who are you! State your Intentions!" The captain yelled at them

"I am the ultimate Guardian; I will speak with the queen" Michael bellowed back

"The ultimate Guardian is a thing of children's tales, tell me who you really are" The captain returned, motioning the guards, who entered their battle stances.

"Wait!" A familiar voice yelled from behind the guards "That's Spyro!"

A murmur passes through the guards

"Stay back princess" The captain shouts back "They could be dangerous"

"Not to me, now get out of my way!" The guards parted as a pink dragoness adorned with princesses' jewelry. gold anklets, hornlets, and a tail guard made of intricately woven gold, inset with pink diamonds surrounded with carvings and designs. This dragon looked very different from the Ember they met during the Siege of Warfang. Back then she wore armor that served only to protect the wearer and had no decorative purpose, she also was a lot darker then because she had been wearing warpaint. Now her clean face smiling ear to ear as she greets her friends.

"Spyro, Cynder, your okay" She greeted happily

"Hi Ember, good to see you again" Cynder replied

"The giant island floating overhead is a bit of a surprise though" Ember exclaims, eyeing the fortress overhead.

"Yeah, sorry I was learning how to pilot the fortress and this is where it ended up" Cynder replies, blushing slightly.

The guards seem to ease their tension during the greeting, still nervous about the fortress's cannons.

"We were about to travel to another world and learn about our history, we thought that you and Flame could come with us. I know this is something weird to ask you, but we felt weird about going alone to a distant world" Spyro said

"I would love to come, but there is now way my mother would let me. Especially with Flame, I haven't been able to see him for a month now." Ember sighs, looking sad

"I might be able to help with that" Michael butts in "and Spyro too since he is the king of elemental dragons"

"He's what!" The captain yells, instantly bowing, the guards follow suit.

"Apparently I'm a king now" Spyro said, Still confused on the matter.

Two guards immediately rush off too the palace to inform the queen.

"Well, that got their attention" Michael huffed "Took them long enough"

"Even with the fortress, my mother wouldn't let me go, unless she wanted me to 'connect' with Spyro" Ember states blushing "But with Flame coming there is no way she will allow me to go... Watch, she will insist that Flame stays."

After a few more minutes of awkward conversation broken up by silence, the two guards returned.

"The Queen has requested your presence" One of the guards said

"Requested, not demanded, I'm surprised" Ember replied, eyebrows raised.

They flew up to the throne room antechamber, and were told to wait. They could hear the queen yelling from the throne room.

"I don't care if he is the god of the swamp, you are not going with that, that, scoundrel."

"But I could be a royal representative of the Warfang territory to possible allies" Ember's voice echoes.

"Don't think I don't know what your other intentions are, you are not sneaking away to another distant planet with some... boy. The only way I will allow you to go is if he stays, but you must come back in a timely matter to choose a suiter."

"I already have chosen one, Flame is a lord, he fits the requirements"

"I already said no, he is not suitable to be the next king. Now that Spyro on the other hand..."

"He is not interested mother"

"Perhaps not yet"

Michael grumbles, but stops as two dragons with two wolves land next to them. Their entourage is adorned with decorated armor and jewelry. They enter their positions and began to walk through the door, but the guards stopped them.

"The Queen did not call you yet" One whispered.

"I think they have had enough time" Michael retorts, then pushes them aside.

The throne room in the palace is a massive room with a very high ceiling, paintings of dragons decorated the walls. The floor was made of stones mixed with veins of gold. The entire room was lit by glowing crystals made of light magic.

"I had not called you yet" The Queen calls, after noticing them enter.

"We will not wait any longer, prepare the princess for her departure" Michael said, quite calmly

"She will not be going with you, unless Flame stays, and even in that case she must be back in at least 2 winters" The Queen replies

"This is not a debate, there are no terms" Michael responds, chillingly calm

"Then she will not..."

"I have a declaration" Spyro yelled.

Stunned into silence the throne room fell silent

"Go on" Michael whispers to him

"I hereby declare, as King of Elemental Dragons, that Ember, Princess of Warfang, now has the right to chose her own suiter and mate" Spyro Bellows "And she can go wherever she wishes" he says, as a second thought.

"You have no power here, foolish boy" The Queen answers laughing

"But that is where you are wrong" Michael responds "All declarations made by the king, are enforced by my armies"

The queen, looks over at her general, who looks like he wants to disappear into the wall behind him, he nods. The queen then looks back at Michael. Accepting defeat, she flicks her wrist in a 'go ahead' gesture. Ember, squealing, rushes off yelling back that she's going to go find Flame.

Night had fallen before Ember returned with Flame, both of them smiling with glee. Both clearly exited to be going to another world, together. After some packing both of them were ready to go. Cynder back in the control center was watching as Michael prepared the fortress for interstellar travel.

"How do people travel if they have never been to that place before" She asked

"Usually, a starmap and detailed map of their destination would suffice, but if that doesn't work a photo will do" He answered, charging the core again.

In the recently discovered mess hall Spyro, Flame, and Ember sat eating a full meal of some of the best food they have ever eaten.

"So" Ember started, paused, then continued "You're a king now?"

"Yes, apparently my parents were too, all they way up my bloodline" Spyro responded

"How did you survive Malefor?" Flame asked

"Truthfully, I don't know, all I remember is a flash of light, and the chain around my neck vanishing. The next thing I knew I woke up with Cynder in the Valley of Souls" Spyro answered, feeling nervous about the subject.

"Wow, that must have been confusing" Flame replied

"It was"

"Well, on a lighter note this food is the best I've every had, and I'm royalty" Ember said, changing the subject

They both agreed moving back to their meal

"Where did Cynder go off to?" Flame asked after they finished.

"She's learning how to pilot the fortress, apparently she's a natural, based off of the look on Michael's face when she teleported us here" He answered, feeling stuffed "I should go find her"

Spyro walks back to the control center, enjoying a belly full of good food. As he enters, he sees Cynder rustling about in some starmaps while Michael tweaks some instruments on the interface

"This thing hasn't been properly calibrated in over a century" Michael grunts forcing a switch into position "this could take all night, you two go get some sleep, you will need it. Your room number is 10-15 and Ember and Flame's room is 10-16."

They both blush at the thought of sharing a room together, but the embarrassment fades as they find the other dragons and search for their rooms. Once they find them, they say their goodnights and retire. As they curl up together for the night, Cynder is reminded of waking up in the valley of souls, she then realized that was when they slept last 'We do need sleep' She thought as her eyelids drooped shut.