The Dragon Prince

Ba-bum.

Mom. Dad. Runaan.

I love you,

and I haven't forgotten about you.

I don't know if you can hear me. But I miss you so much…

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- -Hi, Bait.

Just sitting here talking to money.

Nothing to worry about.

I will find out what happened to you.

I will help you.

This is my sacred promise.

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-Who were you just talking to? -Uh…

Bait.

Hmm. So, did you just make Bait a sacred promise?

- -Ugh.

I feel stuck, Callum.

I know we're supposed to be waiting for Ezran

to return from his big dragon mission,

but I feel helpless.

We're not helpless.

I'm spending every waking hour in the library.

How's that supposed to help?

Do not ask how the ocean's blue,

or why the tides their time do keep.

To love is simply to know this:

The tides are true as the ocean is deep.

Is that A Big Book of Ocean Poems?

Uh-huh!

It's got everything from ocean odes to salty sonnets to sea shanties.

I'm trying to get myself in a place

where I can connect with the ocean arcanum.

You could take a bath.

But yes! That's where I read my poems.

I'm sure the poems are real nice,

but maybe you could use your library time on something a bit more… practical?

Practical? Like what?

Claudia and Viren have the map.

They're two steps ahead.

If we can't stop them from freeing Aaravos,

we're going to need to know one thing.

How do you kill a Startouch Elf?

- - Gah!

We haven't moved an inch in days.

We got the map to Aaravos' prison,

but what good does that do us if we're stuck right here?

The map says it's not that far.

We just need to get to the Sea of the Castout,

and the prison is on this little brown island.

We're running out of time.

We need to get to that little brown island

and free Aaravos if we want to keep my dad alive.

It's time to move.

Your dad's sick, Claudia.

We shouldn't move him until he feels better.

Well, he's not going to feel better if he's dead.

You know, you'd think that if dark magic does this to a person,

they might not do it.

It only happens the first time you use dark magic.

If it only happens the first time, why is he sick now?

Well, he was dead. For two years.

Maybe that reset everything somehow?

This is the first time he used it since coming back to life.

Here we go, Aaravos.

Wha-- what's happening?

Maybe if I just…

peek.

Oh, come on! Oh!

Sorry! Uh, didn't see you there. I was just…

Do not yell at the rare volumes.

-Uh, no, of course not! I won't-- -Shh!

You have been found guilty of high treason,

but your life has been spared by Queen Janai.

You are stripped of all titles and inheritances,

and you are hereby banished, never to return, under penalty of--

Under penalty of what?

Being banished again?

Under penalty of death.

Wait! Your ring.

You were supposed to be stripped of all possessions.

This? It's not silver or gold, it's worthless to you.

It was given to me by my mother when I was just a child.

It's made of tin.

It belongs to Queen Janai now.

Callum?

I'm going to find out what happened to you.

It's nailed shut.

Rayla?

What are you doing in here?

Oh, me?

Yes. You.

Uh… Rayla.

I was looking for you. Uh… Callum.

But you weren't here! So we were just…

admiring this painting.

Of the kid holding the sheep.

I don't get it.

Hmm. Me neither.

So how's Mission: Bookworm going?

Super weird actually.

Every time I find something important, it goes blank and blacks out.

There must be some kind of spell

blocking anything about Aaravos or Startouch Elves.

Hmm.

In ancient legends, the Startouch Elves are sometimes called "the First Elves."

Maybe you could try searching for that instead?

Amazing idea. I'll try it.

- -Whoa, bumpsy daisy!

Well? Did you get it?

There is no synonym for cinnamon. There is no synonym for cinnamon.

-There is no synonym for… -Spice?

What?

Spice.

I think that might be a synonym for cinnamon.

Ugh. That's not a synonym, Terry. That's a category.

Okay. So you know, in the original native tongue of Earthblood Elves,

there are indeed 17 words that are specific synonyms for cinnamon.

Aah!

Why are you telling me this? This doesn't help me at all!

Are you trying to break my calming mantra?

I was trying to help.

And you know what?

I have an idea that I think is going to help you manage your anxiety.

-You wait here. -

I'm already waiting as hard as I can.

-Gah! -Gah!

Rock, rock, stone, rock, stone, stone.

Hmm. This is where he kept you.

If I can figure out how he put you into the cursed coins,

maybe I can find a way to get you out.

Evil jar of eyeballs,

evil jar of toenails,

evil jar of…

peanut butter?

I guess dark mages get snacky too.

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Another coin?

You're human.

But who are you?

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