There was a dead silence, Apple Jack looked dead at Sivyer, and Frost sat on top of his head. She was playing with a small toy, but not making a sound. Apple Jack thought for a moment. What was she supposed to do now? She lost by her own choice, and now, Sivyer hasn't worked in two whole weeks.

"So, how come you stopped working Sivyer?"

"You haven't ordered me to." Sivyer said flatly. "You are my master. I cannot do anything without an order from you. Well, to touch what you own."

"So...All I had to do was to say to get some apples?" Apple Jack facehoofed. "Great...so what should I know about being a 'dragon master'?"

Sivyer smiled. "You can ride me whenever you like." He pointed out. "You can also force me to whatever may please you. Your word is my command."

"A-anything?" Apple Jack blushed. She shook the thought away. "What else?"

"I can grant you unsurpassed wisdom, and knowledge of the world around you. To help better understand the elements that move nature. Or, you can ask me any question you wish to be answered." Sivyer said. "You may even ask me how I really met Frost, but you may never tell anypony else."

"Alright, because you haven't tilled the land before, I'll ask you this question to see if you really know everything. What metal is best for turning the soil?"

"Iron-Titanium Alloy, or steel. Anything else?"

Apple Jack's jaw dropped for a moment, then she shook her head, ready to ask another one. "Right, but barns are prone to be destroyed in a freak storm. What type of wood can bend enough to withstand a F-3 tornado?"

Sivyer thought for a moment. "Any type of wood really..."He sighed. "But if you're asking for my opinion, redwood is strong enough, yeah."

Once again the dragon was right, this shocked Apple Jack. "Then tell me really...how did you come across Frost?"

It was a cloudy day, like most days were in the Dracoridge Mountains. Sivyer was pulling a group of threstrals in a black wagon. They had their heads bent forward, not speaking a word as they were pulled up the mountain to meet their new masters. It didn't matter what age they were, if they could do a dragon's bidding, they were slave material.

He looked back, and saw a small threstral hanging it's head towards the front. It looked at him, and looked as though it was crying. Tears streamlined off of it's face.

" luvmah aar! Kos frund hi los serving dovah do lot suleyk."(Stop crying slave! Be glad you are serving a dragon with great power.) He said.

The threstral sat back, hiding it's face behind the drapes. Sivyer stopped, then unhooked himself from the cart. Walking where the pony had its head out. He stuck his head through, and grabbed it's head. He pulled the pony out, and threw it into a rock. The pony was small, and cowered under the sight of him. His wings opened up as far as they could.

"Aaz! Lig frolaaz zey!" (Mercy! Please forgive me!) The threstral begged.

"Aaz? Nii dreh ni sav zey nol rinis dez." (Mercy? It does not save me from the same fate.) Sivyer replied. Then to the threstral's suprise he lowered his head to it's ear. "Zu'u dreh ni med daar ol pogaas ol hi dreh ni, nuz Zu'u kent." (I do not like this as much as you do not, but I must.) He picked the threstral up by it's mane, and threw it back into the carriage, where the older threstrals began to check to see if the young one was okay. Out of the blue a large, buff looking threstral jumped out of the carriage, and began to charge at Sivyer. He stepped to the side, and the threstral began to charge again. Sivyer dodged again, and picked the threstral up by it's body. He frowned at it, then grabbed the lower, and upper portions of it's body, then began to pull the pony apart.

The threstral began to scream violently in pain, and pled for mercy. Sivyer ignored the cries, and pulled harder. The bones popped from their sockets, and the skin started to break apart. Before long Sivyer gave one last tug, and with one last scream the threstral was ripped right in half. Blood poured down like waterfalls, and it's innards slipped onto the ground. He threw the lower half into his mouth, blood still flowing, this time out of his mouth, and threw the other half into a pool of nearby lava where it slowly disintegrated. This stopped any future plans of rebelling from the remaining six threstrals, and he lowered his head as he walked back to the carriage.

"Aar for, Dekel , dilon."(Slave name, Dekel, dead.) He said to himself in a low voice. He felt the bottom half reach his stomach, and his stomach made a few noises. Ignoring them, he continued to walk onwards to his family cave.

When he arrived, two larger looking dragons were standing on their back legs with their arms crossed. One on the left got on all fours, and walked towards him. Expecting to talk to him first, the dragon walked past, and looked inside the carriage. The threstrals moved towards the front of the carriage by backing away as far as they could. With a puff of smoke in anger the dragon unlatched Sivyer from the carriage, and picked him up by his neck.

"Zu'u paid fah zos zeymah. Kolos seventh?!" (I paid for seven brother. Where is the seventh?!) The dragon asked, squeezing his claws into Sivyer's neck, causing small streams of dark red blood to spill out.

"Gein tried wah ru hond, ful Zu'u krii mok. Frolaaz zey zeymah!" (One tried to run away, so I killed him. Forgive me brother!) Sivyer tried to pull his brother's claw apart.

The dragon threw him into a cluster of crystals, impaling his left arm. "Hi los mey zeymah, nuz Zu'u mindoraan fah hin meyus dren. Drey hi ahst suk naak mok?" (You are a fool brother, but I understand for your foolish action. Did you at least eat him?) His brother asked.

Sivyer nodded as he limped over. "Zu'u ahst gein hef, ahrk threw vorey ko novul yol." (I ate one half, and threw the other in liquid fire.)

Sivyar began to laugh. "Krosis rok aus? Hi los mindosaaliik fein Zu'u lor zeymah!"(So you made him suffer? You are smarter than I thought brother!") He patted Sivyer's back. "Zu'u lorfonaar Zu'u fent vos gein lahney siizuk sul. Hi owe zey aar nu zeymah." (I suppose I shall let one live a extra day. You owe me a slave brother.)

Sivyer bowed. "Zu'u los onik zeymah. Zu'u fund ni unt wah lif hi rahgron, ahrk nox hi fah hin aaz." (I am wise brother. I would not try to leave you angry, and thank you for your mercy.)

Sivyar rolled his eyes as he pulled a female threstral out of the carriage. "Hi los diist aar! Lig zey!" (You are first slave! Please me!) He threw the mare into the cave as the other dragon lifted off, and flew away. Sivyer watched as his father flew away. Most likely off to see his harem to fuck a real beast. Sivyer wished his father saw him, but he was a runt. What king in the right mind would pay attention to a runt?

"Zeymah ahst suk gemal ful rek fen laat lingrahiik."(Brother at least shrink so she will last longer.) Sivyer winced.

Sivyar looked back at Sivyer. "Ont einzuk hi gevahzen wah kos onik. Nox hi, Zu'u fent lorot do daar borii tiid Zu'u fusk hi kotin vund."

Apple Jack held Frost, still paying attention to Sivyer's tale. "So the little threstral you threw was Frost, right?"

Sivyer nodded. "Yes, and I knew the older one was her real father. I found out when I bought them from a Griffin. Her mom was the first mare to be raped and murdered by my brother." He explained. A river a tears flowed down his face as two streaks of blue. "I am so sorry Frost..." He began to cry.

Frost too had tears forming in her eyes, but shook it away when she hugged him. Apple Jack sighed as she looked into the sky. She saw two clouds that hadn't moved for a long time. "Who ever ya are, either show yerself or run."

Peeking from the clouds were Twilight, and Luna. Both with horrified expressions on their faces. Twilight was the first to speak.

"You could've told me Sivyer, I can keep secrets!"

"What she means to say is, we're sorry for intruding on this private conversation. However I demand to know more under the same oath Apple Jack has sworn." Luna flew down, followed by Twilight who was now hiding behind the princess of the night.

"You swear Princess Luna?" Sivyer asked, his voice low, and heavy, ready to breath fire on both Alicorns. "And you too Twilight Sparkle?"

"Yes; please don't pull me apart! I swear!"

Sivyer held his claw out, and motioned them both over. "Do not worry. I shall not kill infront of my daughter."

"That make me feel ssoooo much better..." Twilight said, slightly shaking in her proverbial boots.

Sivyer inhaled deeply through his nose, and breathed out of his mouth. He did this a few more times, and to Luna's best guess, the next part wasn't so great. She could see the swelling pain inside his heart, and to have his daughter her the murder of her father by her new one. To hear such a tale would surely bring nightmares to a young child. Perhaps it was the reason why he blocked her memories of the day.

Frost started to see her father shake, only slightly as he began to recall his memories. Memories he wished he could forget, memories that made him remember he was a beast like any other dragon. She gave him a tight hug, making sure that she still loved him, even though he had killed her father in the worst way. How he had described the murder of her father scared her, but she knew that he didn't want to. He had done it to remain alive, and maybe he already had a plan to help the survivors escape from his brother's grasp.

Sivyer returned the hug that surprised him, and rubbed his head gently on Frost's. He smiled for a short while as he took a few minutes to prepare for the next part of his tale. Twilight, Apple Jack, Luna, and even Frost sat quietly, waiting for the dragon to resume.

"This next part you will not like. As I was forced to watch my brother, rape her mother." Sivyer closed his eyes.

Sivyar threw the threstral into a wall with one hand as his body slowly shrunk down to the mare's size. He looked back to see if Sivyer was watching like he was supposed to, then looked back at the mare infront of him. A smug look formed on his face as he approached the mare.

" saraan aar..."(I'm waiting slave.) Sivyar smiled. He felt himself grow as his heart started to pick up from its slow pace to a faster one, as if he was flying. The mare slowly approached him, and turned with her flank in the air, ready for his duel erection to enter her. He mounted her, and the mare gasped as he penetrated her tight vagina.

Sivyar thrusted with his draconic strength, which made the mare scream out in pain, or was it pleasure. Sivyar didn't care, he was getting his desigers fulfilled. The mare was about to be thrown forward, but he held onto the mane of the mare and laughed wieldly. He thrusted again, this time the mare knew what to expect from the dragon, and slightly moaned. This encouraged him to go faster, pumping his hips forward into the mare's pussy. She moaned louder, and it seemed as though she was enjoying it. He pulled out, and placed one of his erections into the mare's asshole, and the other into her pussy. She grunted in pain, but as Sivyar began to thrust again she began to moan, this time a little louder. Her voice echoed in the lighted cave as she moaned.

After what seemed like five or so minutes the mare began to scream: "I'm going to cum! Ugh! Ugh! I...I'm cunning!" Jets of white fluid, with a tiny am out blood squirted out of her pussy as she moaned. Sivyar hadn't yet though, so he pulled out, and let the mare fall over. He watched as she lay on her back breathless from her brutal rape, but when she thought it was over, Sivyar placed his large erections into her mouth. He began to moved his hips up, then back down.

The mare had her mouth full of double cock, and began to cry in pain as her jaw popped out of place. The sound of the dislocated jaw was clear enough so that Sivyer heard it. He looked away for a moment to feel pitty for the mare, then looked back to see the mare's face it covered in cum from his brother, and a small pool of it formed around her neck. Finally satisfied, Sivyar kicked her away as the mare was shaking violently.

Sivyer stood silently as his brother walked past, returning to his normal size. Once he saw his brother take off to join their father, Sivyer walked over to the panicked mare, who had just popped her jaw back into place.

"Nid! Lig dreh ni dreh nii einzuk! Lost aaz nau zey, ahrk krii zey lig!"(No! Please do no do it again! Have mercy on me, and kill me please!) The mare begged.

Sivyer sighed, and picked the mare up, then began to stroke her mane with one hand. The mare sat in his hand, worried the same horror would be done twice, but once she was near the carriage, she had realized what he was doing.

"Aaz los pah Zu'u vis ofan, nuz Zu'u vis ni saag rinis fah dii zeymah. Rok fen krii hi fod rok daal. Dreh hi lost naan laat wishes?"(Mercy is all I can give, but I can not say the same for brother. He will kill you when he returns. Do you have any last wishes?) Silver asked as the smaller threstral ran over to the mare.

The mare embraced the filly, and thought for a moment. "Vis. .. vis hi jaaril dii mon nol mok? Fen hi hiif dein ek purity?" (Can...can you protect my daughter from him? Will you keep her purity?). The mare asked, her breath shaky.

"Zu'u fen ofan hi dii rot waan nii seik naan wah hi nu, tol Zu'u fent jaaril ek ol pruzaan ol Zu'u vis." (I give you my word if it means anything to you now, that I will protect her as best as I can.)

The mare smiled. "Hin del genun nol hin dren. Zu'u fent lingraav avok ek fod Zu'u aav dii ahmul ko faal Summerland." (Your honesty shows from your actions. I shall watch over her when I join my husband in the Summerland.)

Luna held her hoof over her mouth, trying not to cry. How bad had things been to the west of Equestria, across the Celestial Sea? Were her threstrals so gone that dragons had turned them into sex slaves, only to murder them after they were done? She had lost her respect to the wise dragons she thought she once knew a thousand years ago, before her banishment to the moon, but Sivyer, he was the last one she trusted. Not only was he telling the truth, but he was also her beloved father's friend.

"Tis a sad tale you've bestowed onto us Sivyer." Luna felt a tear slide down her face.

Even Twilight had begun to realize her mistake into her mistrust, and slight hatred towards the wyvern infront of her. She thought pure logic was the best thing to rely on, and to read the facts in between the lines. However, she had realized was her largest fault in her own being, placing her knowledge ahead from the real truth.

"I...um...I'm sorry for....not trusting you Sivyer. I had every right to trust you, when I didn't. You clearly had a mission you wanted to keep by the last wishes of her mother. What made you decide to hear her wish to the end?"

"I killed her husband...I felt as though I had owed her of something greater." Sivyer replied as he turned his eyes to Frost who was crying heavily. "I am sorry Frost...but...you are safe now."

Frost sniffed, and rubbed her snout. "I-I know dad..." She managed to say, before breaking down again.

Sivyer sighed as he stood up. "My apologies for not finishing, but it is clear to me you have heard enough....all of you." He looked at Apple Jack, who only replied with a silent nod. "I shall resume tomorrow."

Author's Note

Sorry for the wait, I had to do a boat load of chores to earn an extra couple hours to edit this.