Princess Saphielle woke up excitedly. Today she was flying across the Broken Sea to the Kingdom of Strasal on her gold dragon Vanarth. There was a knock on her door. It was her servant, Tialha.
“Your highness Vanarth has dragonpox and cannot fly today.” Tialha informed her.
“What?!” Saphielle exclaimed. She ran to the dragon roost, and sure enough, Vanarth had red spots all over her golden scales.
“You could always fly on Ommyth.” Tialha suggested.
“My life is so terrible!” Saphielle wailed. She wouldn’t look so impressive flying on a silver dragon. The flight would have to wait.
This was written with the prompt cancelled flight provided by the Carrot Ranch November 25 Flash Fiction Challenge.
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