A/N: This is a story I've had in mind for a while. If you guys like it I'll continue it. Keep in mind this is just the prologue. Enjoy!

Hunith looked over at the cradle beside her bed. In it, was a little baby boy who had been born a mere twelve hours ago. Hunith's body still ached from delivering him. She remembered the birth so vividly.

"One more push," said the midwife. Pain seared through her body. There was a tug, and the baby greeted the world by crying.

"It's a boy," the midwife declared. She set the baby in Hunith's arms, and went gather some supplies from her satchel. Hunith looked at the little blessing snuggled up in her arms. The boy was her whole world now. He was also the reason she had left a life behind.

Seven moths ago

"You're what?" Said the young Prince Balinor.

"Expecting a child," Hunith calmly replied. The two were standing just inside the prince's chambers.

"You're certain?" Balinor questioned again.

"No, I only said that to work you up," Hunith answered, "Yes, I'm certain!"

Balinor took a deep breath. "How far along?"

"Two months."

"And you're just now telling me?"

"Yes."

Balinor took another deep breath and went to sit at his desk. He was extremely stressed out. Hunith knew he would be. Kaeden would kill him, Hunith, and the baby if he found out.

Balinor and Kaeden were twins. Because Kaeden was born first, he would be the next king of Navenna and inherent their fathers dragonlord powers. At least, that's what the king and queen thought. Soon after they were born, an elder dragon had informed the king that, because the prince's were conceived at the same time, neither was older than the other. They would both receive the ancient gift. The dragon continued to explain that whichever prince had a son first, the son and his descendants would carry on the line of dragonlords.

The twins couldn't be more opposite of each other. Kaeden loved fighting and violence, and craved power. Balinor, on the other hand, loved gaining knowledge and preferred to settle matters peacefully. Both were aware that the first to have a son would continue the line. Kaeden had made it very clear to Balinor that he would have a son first, no matter what.

A year before the Great Purge, Balinor began courting Hunith. During the Purge, the king died, along with many other dragonlords. Kaeden was crowned king.

And now, two years after the Purge had ended, here Hunith was, saying she was expecting a child.

Kaeden can't know, Balinor thought, she can only hide it for so much longer before it's obvious. She needs to leave.

The prince looked up. "Hunith, you know I love you, but this baby..."

Hunith interrupted him. "I'm not going to force a miscarry."

"No! Goodness no, I wasn't suggesting that," Balinor said quickly, "I was saying that, maybe, until the it's born, you leave the castle."

"And then come back? You know that if I were to show up with your child on my hip we'd all die."

Balinor buried his head in his hands. He couldn't let her stay, that was for sure, but he couldn't let her stay in hiding until Kaeden was gone or the baby was old enough to defend himself. That is, if the baby was a boy. If the child was a daughter instead of a son, Kaeden wouldn't care. That gave Balinor an idea.

"No matter what, you're leaving." Before Hunith could protest, he continued. "If the baby turns out to be a girl, you'll come back. If it's a boy, you stay put. I will make sure you have everything you need to live."

Hunith was quite for a moment. "I agree," she whispered, "I'll leave tonight."

Balinor stood and hugged her. He didn't known how he'd survive the next seven or so months, at the least, without her. He did know one thing though, Kaeden would not kill his family.

A/N: Next chapter will take place in between seasons 4 and 5. Please review, it would mean the world to me!