1 The Horn of the Spires

The Thirteenth Knight

CHAPTER 1

The Horn of the Spires The snow-frosted peaks of Flatfrost sparkled in the midmorning sun. Prince Lucas watched his best friend, Clara, try to catch snowflakes on her tongue. "You look ridiculous!" Lucas said, laughing. Clara stuck her tongue out at the prince. "Who cares! I'm just glad it's cold outside!" Back home, the palace had been suffering from a terrible heat wave. Lucas and Clara were happy to have escaped. Prince Lucas's pet dragon, on the other hand, was not. Ruskin was a red dragon and red dragons loved hot weather —the hotter the better.

In spite of hating the cold, Ruskin made the best sled chute ever with his fiery breath. The melted snow had frozen into a smooth, slippery half-pipe.

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Lucas, Clara, and their giant friends Tublock, Thea, and Farfalee took turns slip-sliding down the chute. As they dragged their sleds back up the mountain for another run, a horn sounded. BALOOOOO! The eerie sound wailed through the mountains and shook snow from the treetops. Deer galloped to safety. Snow bunnies and foxes leaped into their burrows and dens. BALOOOOO! The horn moaned again. "What was that?" cried Tublock, looking this way and that. The horn sounded like the wail of an unhappy giant. Farfalee and Thea huddled together, their eyes wide as saucers.