Thousands of years ago, four powerful families found strange eggs inside a dark cave. The eggs hatched after so many years, and baby dragons emerged from them.
At first, the humans thought it would be best to slay the dragons while they were still babies to avoid chaos in the future. But later on, they concluded that the four families who found the dragons should tame them and prevent them from being dangerous.
Years later, the dragons grew and were able to identify their masters, follow orders, and carry out assignments.
But among the dragons, there were some really bad ones that were hell-bent on destroying humanity and making the dragons rule the earth.
The humans and dragons began a war, and many lives were lost along the way.
During this battle, a great dragon named Trogon laid a dragon's egg that could only hatch when it meets the worthy dragon Lord.
It is said that once the egg hatches and the dragon emerges, it could either bring peace or chaos to mankind.
 The only person who could ensure it brings peace is the Dragon Lord it chooses.
Finally, the war ended, and 90% of the dragon population was destroyed. The few remaining dragons were distributed among the four families, while the egg that was laid by Trogon was nowhere to be found after the chaos.
***
Sunny afternoon in the kingdom of Aslangard, and the people were busy selling their products in the market while some were just going about their business.
In a small, modest shop containing a variety of blades and armor, three individuals could be seen arranging the weapons and attending to customers.
"Get me that axe, Lo'Ak," a matured male's voice ordered a young boy. The man had long white hair braided in four neat braids and a muscular build.Â
His name was Jonathan Cromwell, the number one blacksmith in the kingdom of Aslangard.
He made all kinds of weapons for both the villagers and the king's knights. Jonathan had two sons, Edmund Cromwell and Lo'Ak Cromwell.
Edmund was the oldest son of the Cromwell family and also one of the King's Knights, while Lo'Ak was the youngest and mostly spent time in his father's shop or on the farm.
Lo'Ak grabbed the axe his father ordered him to get and handed it over to him.
Jonathan Cromwell retrieved the axe and handed it to his customer, receiving a few gold coins.
"At least we finally sold something after several weeks of no sales," Jonathan said with a pleased expression, placing the coins into his pouch.
"Sales have been slow thanks to the Blades Kingdom," Lo'Ak retorted, sharpening a sword.
"Ever since they began practicing the spell of the three red wizards, the king ordered his knights not to fight with mere weapons anymore, but to fight with weapons made from dragon's breath." Lo'Ak explained.
"I wonder when the Blades Kingdom will give up this search for the Elemental dragon's egg," Johnathan Cromwell mused.Â
"The egg has been missing for thousands of years now. Even our king stopped searching for it."
"How sure are you that they stopped searching for it?" Lo'Ak questioned. "The four kingdoms are still searching for the dragon's egg because of the great powers it wields. It's only a matter of time before someone finds it."
While the two were busy conversing, they began to hear people outside cheering and the sound of horses.
Lo'Ak and his father quickly made their way outside to see the cause of the joyful cheers.
Arriving outside, the market was already crowded with villagers cheering the king's Knights who rode on their horses majestically.
The knights were all equipped in shiny silver armor with a bird-like emblem on the chest and a red cape that bore the same emblem on their backs.
"I guess the knights are back from their visit to the Avalor Kingdom," Johnathan Cromwell uttered while clapping his hands as the knights made their way through the crowd.
"Edmund won't even look at us," Lo'Ak said with a look of disdain after his brother rode past them without sparing them a glance.
"You know how your brother is. He is always ashamed of his poor family," Johnathan replied, placing his hand around his younger son's shoulder.
"Well, he should remember that this poor family took care of him before he became one of the king's knights," Lo'Ak said with a pissed-off expression.Â
He hated the fact that his elder brother now treated them like ghosts ever since he joined the King's Knights.
"We should not disturb him and just let him be. Edmund has always wanted to be one of the Dragon Warriors, and being the King's Knight is a step closer to him achieving his goal. The best thing to do is to back off and just support him from afar."
Lo'Ak clenched his fist in anger as he watched the knights leave the area.Â
Even though he was now 18 years old, Lo'Ak hadn't heard his dad discuss his future and how he was going to be a better man.
All his attention was focused on his elder brother, Edmund.
 Lo'Ak didn't have plans of becoming a knight; he had always wanted to be a Dragon Warrior, but everyone kept telling him he was weak and it was better for him to become a clueless farmer or blacksmith.
"One day I will prove everyone wrong. Mark my words," Lo'Ak pondered.
***
The knights rode their horses into the palace, and they began to dismount one after the other, making their way into the magnificent palace filled with gold and silver.
The knights walked into the huge announcement hall where the king was seated comfortably on his throne with the prince, Aragon Aragon, and his wives.
The knights got on one knee with their fists on the floor and their heads facing the ground.
"Rise, great knights of the kingdom," King Magnus Aragon ordered, and the knights rose to their feet.
 "What news have you brought back from Avalor Kingdom, Ser Barristan?" King Magnus Aragon beckoned to the commander.
"I bring bad news, my king," Ser Barristan replied with his head bowed down.