He wouldn’t even look at me, because he knew I was right
To humble himself to concede to me
Would be mortal shame, and that was beneath him
My gaze intensified, I was not going to let it go
I had the concentration of a hundred falcons in my soul
I would not back down
Summoning his dragon ancestry he tried to appear bigger, bolder, braver
But he forgot
I was the ultimate dragon tamer

From a daily writing prompt in the creative writing group I facilitate https://www.facebook.com/groups/213087289131266/