The Dragon Prince

Previously on The Dragon Prince...

The fallen star...

has returned.

A magical prison was created meant to hold this villain for eternity.

Rex Igneous, the Archdragon of Earth.

He may hold the clue to the prison's location.

I got it, lizard in a hat.

What in the "lizard in a hat"?

It was the dragon in the mountain.

He's leading us to Umber Tor.

Home of the great Rex Igneous.

Dad is dead, Claudia.

You don't have to do what he wants anymore.

No. No.

No!

We made it!

The lair of Rex Igneous.

Don't worry, Zym!

It's just a picture. He's probably not really that scary.

Zym! You really should have told me earlier!

What's going on?

So it turns out there was a reason Zubeia wanted Zym to stay home.

Rex Igneous and Zym's dad?

They were kind of old rivals.

They really, really, really did not like each other.

Well, we need Rex in a good mood.

Hmm, we can't just stuff you in Ezran's bag anymore, can we, Zym?

Runaan used to cast a simple disguise spell to hide us in a pinch.

Did he ever teach you? Could you do it?

Me? I've never done it before.

Besides, it needs moon energy.

And I've never felt further from the moon than right now.

Oh! The moon opal!

Would this help you feel a bit moonier?

It... does actually.

Hmm, a disguise for Zym.

Okay, here goes nothing.

Mystica Canis!

Good dog!

Now try barking without the zaps!

Uh, perfect! Problem solved!

Yeah! As long as Rex Igneous likes your gifts,

we might live through this!

Uh... gifts?

Yeah, I said it before!

To talk to Rex, you need to bring him a worthy gift.

Ah! Embertail has a new friend!

Yes, this is Aegis.

Embertail thinks Aegis is cute, but won't admit it yet.

So did you want to talk in the stables,

or are we going somewhere?

There's something serious I need to talk to you about.

But not here.

Just follow me.

What are you doing?

We shouldn't be seen together!

I just saw my sister and her wife-to-be leave the camp.

- And? - Our Queen flies off

to a romantic picnic in broad daylight!

What does that say to her people living in tents?

Have you been speaking with the other Horns?

Do they understand the problem?

Yes. They are... unhappy, as we are.

But I don't know that they are ready to take action against her, Karim.

These things take time.

We don't have time.

Do you know the story of the war of blood and ash?

Whoa.

Yep. This is definitely a dragon's lair.

Sure, but... where's the dragon?

The war of blood and ash was a tragic chapter

in our empire's history.

Long ago, the King of Lux Aurea went mad, and ruled as a tyrant.

His brother, the first Golden Knight, led his armies to dethrone the king,

and there was a great civil war.

As their armies clashed, Lux Aurea knew nothing but death and fire.

Ash blackened the sky, and the sun shone red as blood.

The Golden Knight saw what chaos his war had wrought.

To put a stop to it, he issued his brother a challenge:

a duel to the death.

The victor would rule Lux Aurea.

Did he win?

He did, but the point of the story is not who won.

The duel stopped the war.

From then on,

any elf of Lux Aurea could demand a duel of blood and ash.

You intend to challenge the Queen!

It's the only way.

Tell the other Horns: I will deliver this challenge tomorrow at sunrise.

Where's the big bad dragon?

Knock-knock, anyone home? Hello?

Maybe we just came at a bad time?

Well, sorry the end of the world

didn't fit neatly into your busy schedule, Rex!

Oh wise and powerful Archdragon of Earth!

Oh master of boulders great, and pebbles small!

Oh shaker of soil and, uh, grower of... grass!

I am N'than of the Drakewood,

humble guide to these travelers, who have braved the depths of Umber Tor

to seek your audience!

Contrary to tradition, they... um, have not brought you gifts, however...

But I think if you just give them a chance,

you'll find they're very nice...

Wait!

I have brought a gift, great dragon.

I am Rayla of the Silvergrove, and I offer you my butterfly blades.

They are crafted of pure moonsilver, the only two of their kind.

They were made just for me by an expert metalsmith.

I was trained to use them by a master assassin.

Those two elves were like fathers to me,

but I don't think I'll ever see them again.

These blades are all I have to remember them by.

Accept them, Great Dragon, as my gift to you.

Yes, uh! I, too, have brought a gift, Great Dragon!

It's, um...

I offer this staff.

It was given to me,

despite everything wrong humans have ever done with magic.

It means a lot.

So now I entrust it to you.

I am King Ezran of Katolis.

As my gift, I offer you my crown.

It has no jewels and it isn't made of precious metal.

It's made from the steel of my father's sword.

My father was a strong king,

and I wanted to carry that strength with me.

But he also taught me that strength isn't always about weapons and war.

This crown reminds me of that lesson.

Two knives, a stick and a hat.

Did you really think I would be moved by these trinkets?

So. Talk to me.

We've lost so much.

My people are so afraid, so uncertain.

When they look to me as Queen, I can feel them reaching for hope.

But I am uncertain! I am afraid!

How can I give them hope when I have been filled with doubt?

That's why I thought, maybe you and I, we could... leave.

We could go to Katolis, live peacefully together.

At least Karim would lead the people with some sense of certainty.

Forget Karim, this is not about him.

What life do you want?

What life do I want?

Wait! I don't understand!