This is a story I wrote for my son many years ago. I am in the process of formatting for Kindle. Please let me know what you think.
PRINCE GABRIEL AND THE DRAGON
Young Prince Gabriel stood motionless. Standing before him was a great, green dragon. Its wingspan was enormous. The Prince tried his best not to breathe too deeply as the beast smelled like a combination of everything awful he had ever smelled, all rolled into one.
He felt confident he had been trained well. His father, the King, and the king’s most trusted knights had trained him. They had offered him a number of trials designed to build his confidence and his ability. The Prince also felt a bit frightened because it was his first time standing face to face with this great beast.
Prince Gabriel knew that the dragon’s greatest weapon was fear. Every time the dragon destroyed a village and sent the villagers running, he became stronger. With every knight that he defeated the beast grew larger both in his own mind and in the minds of those who feared him.
The prince knew that he could not back down; he could not show fear. The dragon roared his loudest and puffed out his great chest. But the prince stood his ground and quietly said, “I shall not be moved.” The dragon smiled a smile full of jagged razor sharp teeth. The prince said, “Let’s talk.” The dragon bellowed, “Talk! Talk! You’d better run!” The prince spoke softly, “I shall not be moved.”
This battle of wills continued for three days. The dragon tried with all of his might to frighten the young prince.
The prince continued to stand his ground. He had his sword, his shield and his armor. He could have battled the dragon at any time. He chose not to fight. He knew that if he were to fight the beast he would likely be defeated and this would increase the dragon’s power. He would defend himself, of course, but only as was necessary.
The quietness and confidence of the young prince confused the dragon. He was unable to decide how to proceed when faced with someone who did not attack, who did not yell or scream or threaten. Those had been easy and quite honestly tasty, but never as fulfilling as he had imagined they would be. Though this young prince did not attack, he did not shrink in fear either. The dragon knew if he threatened this prince or his kingdom that he would have his battle.
Finally the dragon realized that, although he could fight and possibly win, he would never gain from the young prince what he had come to find. The dragon could not attack because the prince refused to give in to fear.
The dragon left the kingdom. He left knowing that he would never return to threaten this great kingdom or this young prince. There was nothing for him here. The people of this land had learned that their fear gave him power; they no longer feared him.
The prince returned home knowing that he had gained the advantage that day because he had learned when not to draw his sword. He stepped out of the carriage as it returned to the castle and smiled at the crystal blue sky above. As he entered the castle he rushed to his mother, the good queen. She wrapped him in her arms and asked “How was school today?”
“It was good.” he answered. “Really, really good!”
“What about the bully?” she asked.
“He left me alone.”