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I watch Flavius closely as his glazed-over brown eyes stare off into the distance as if recalling something from a faraway time. Sorrow and happiness swirl around in his bright brown embers. Slowly, I pull my feet from where they are resting atop the table. Pushing myself forward, I rest my arm on the table placing my head in my hand. I reach out, poking Flavius on the forehead, causing him to flinch ever so slightly. “What has you thinking so hard?” I inquire, cocking an eyebrow. Flavius’s whole-body jolts and he pulls his gaze towards me, lightly shaking his head as if pulling himself back to reality. Taking a deep breath, he runs a hand through his hair, giving me a crooked smile. “I was just thinking back to when I was young. How I ended up in the care of Neron,” he murmurs. “You have never told me how exactly y
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I watch Flavius's retreating form for a moment, before turning around to face the castle gates. The early morning sun hangs just barely above the horizon, causing me to sigh with relief. I normally leave the castle in the early morning, but I have never found myself sneaking back in. Stealthily, I slink my way through the castle halls only to turn a corner and find myself face to face with a very concerned Soren. He stares down at me, his ocean eyes wide with surprise. Without saying a word, he grabs me roughly by the arm, he scans our surroundings, then proceeds to drag me down the hall and to his room. Roughly, he thrusts me into the room, checking around us one last time before closing the door. Soren twists around, facing me. His arms cross over his chest and a scrunched look grows on his face. "What in the name of the gods are you doing coming back at this hour? Where were
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Fifty-Two
Two weeks have gone by since we came to the decision to turn down Gregory's offer. In order to avoid talking with Gregory, I have been busying myself with the wedding planning. I still find the time to meet with Flavius, though sometimes I cannot. My afternoons, per Soren's doing, are spent having tea with Geoffrey much to my dismay. The cool morning air caresses my skin like a cold silk blanket. I stare out at the glimmering blue lake, immersed in my thoughts. The forest hums with life all around me, an orchestra in my mind, playing one enchanting symphony after another. The fallen leaves dance around me to an unheard beat, whispering their songs to the wind. The sweet surrendering scent of the morning dew fills my nostrils, a scent so wonderful it should not belong to this world. The shadows of the surrounding oak trees twirl happily around in the dawning sunlight. I do not think I will ever tire of coming here, where the n
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Fifty-Three
Gwen approaches me with a wide grin plastering her face. She grabs a loose strand of my hair, twirling it around her finger. Instinctively, I yank my head away. "My, my. Look what you have become," Gwen taunts, wagging her pointer finger back and forth. Ignoring her words, I spit out, "What do you want?" "How could I not come and see you after my greatest accomplishment? You certainly made things hard for me, but it was all worth it," she boasts. I wish I could have made things a lot harder for the bitch. Who the hell does she think she is, talking to me like this? When I get out of here, I will kill her, and no one will be able to stop me. "I only have one question, when you killed my brother, how did you know what route we would be taking to get to here?" I question fiercely. I watch as Gwen's mouth twitches into a smi
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Fifty-Four
I have been locked in this cell for so long I do not even know how many more days until the wedding. The only thing keeping me going is my anger. I have been betrayed by everyone who I thought loved me. My heart is filled with profound darkness, the kind of darkness found in a deep, bottomless chasm. The lack of light down here that had once bothered me so much is now normal. My world is now etched in charcoal, the vibrant hues of the outdoors feel like a distant dream. The poison coursing through my veins pushes me to the edge of insanity. I fear that without my smoldering anger I would lose myself in the darkness of my mind. My anger is warm and encompassing pushing away my deep loneliness. So, I focus on my anger, holding to it like a safety blanket. Slowly, I lift my head up, focusing my gaze on the door as the sound of someone coming in filters through. As the door opens, I cannot help but close my eyes when the light f
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Fifty-Five
Two days come and go in a flash, and soon I find myself sitting in front of a mirror getting my makeup done by a bunch of chatty maids. My face is lightly brushed with makeup exaggerating my all ready sharp features. I stare into the mirror watching as the dark circles under my eyes are gradually covered. My lips are painted a deep ruby and my eyes a lined with a thin layer of black. Rosey blush is dusted against my cheeks making my pale skin all the paler. The creaking noise of the door being opened filters through the room, and someone clears their throat. "All right ladies, that is enough. I will help the princess into her dress," Evalene states, shooing the maids out of the room. At her words, all four maids scurry out. Evalene walks farther into the room closing the door behind her. I watch as she places my wedding gown and sword on my bed. My eyes trace the gown causing my heart to nearly double
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Fifty-Six
The moment the music ends so does my wedding. Within seconds of me arriving at the altar, the throne room is swarmed with soldiers. Many of the unsuspecting nobles scream out in fear, while others hide behind their seats. The smacking of metal soon fills the room, along with the cries of the scared. Without a moment to lose, I pull my sword out from under my gown. However, I am surprised to see many of the soldiers immediately head for Gwen, who is seated next to Evalene and her parents. But the soldiers going for Gwen are quickly intercepted by the other soldiers. Scanning the room, I see Daniel and Neron fighting alongside many soldiers. His body becomes encased in icy blue flames as takes out many men crowding him. I watch in amazement as Daniel expertly uses his powers as a half dragon, sending blazing blue flames at his enemies. Neron fights side by side with Daniel, sword in hand he kills many while also shouting orders to soldiers in an expert ma
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Panic pierces my heart at the sudden high-pitched sound of Evalene’s scream filtering through the commotion of the room. I whip around to see Gwen hovering over Gregory. Panic controlling my actions, I rush over to them. With one hand, I shove Gwen sending her sliding across the stone floor. I look down at Gregory to see a dagger shoved deep into his chest. "Oh, gods.... oh gods!" I cry out, tears pricking my eyes. This cannot be happening. Gregory looks up at me, giving a weak smile. I desperately place my hands around the knife to try and stop the bleeding. "You cannot die yet, old man. I cannot lose you. I am not ready," I wobble out. Blood from his wound leaks through my fingers, gushing all over my dress and the floor. I keep my head pointed down while tears pour from my eyes. Suddenly, Gregory's cold, clammy hand pulls my hand from his wound. I look into his murky bro
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Fifty-Eight
Everyone is solemn and quiet as we filter out of the throne room. The events of the wedding are a clouded haze in my mind, leaving me riddled with anxiety. I am so entrapped by my thoughts that I do not even realize that we have made it to my chambers until I hear the door creaking open. I look to see the room they have taken me to is the one that I was placed in when I first arrived in the capital. Flavius is the only one the enters the room with me; I briefly see Soren leaving as the door is being closed. "I apologize," I mumble, "I do not know what came over me. I was just so angry." Flavius sits down next to me, placing an arm around my shoulders. "I'd be lying if I said what I saw didn't disturb me. But from what I've learned about dragons, your rage can sway you to commit unspeakable acts," Flavius says quietly. "I cannot blame everything
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Epilogue Part Two
Flavius and I spent the rest of the day in the war room discussing our next moves for the war with Soren and Dovydas. With evening upon us, everyone leaves to get ready for the ceremony. I stand outside the temple doors with Flavius by my side. I brush my hands over my arms as I shiver from a chill that runs through my body. The doors to the temple open, and Sunniva calls us in. Flavius and I slowly walk into the room, our bodies exposed to all of the hordes. We head to the front of the room and face each other, with Sunniva standing near us. The room is dimly lit, the candles casting a golden hue across Flavius’s skin. “Tonight, two souls will be bonded as one. Forever held together by the ties of magic and love. Two people, brought together by fate, have decided to spend the rest of eternity together. Tonight, marks the start of a new life. From today forward, they will promise to love one another
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Flavius slowly opens his eyes from my soft touches. When his warm brown eyes meet my own, I cannot help the soft look that brushes across my features. Placing my hands on his cheeks I lean in giving a fleeting kiss. "Good morning," I whisper angelically. "Good mornin," he replies, pressing a kiss to my forehead. I shudder at the sparks that spread across my face. Stretching my body out I throw the blankets off of us, then I proceed to climb out of bed and change. Flavius does the same. When we are clothed, I lead Flavius through the mountain into the kitchens to get some food. As we sit down and begin to eat Flavius, clears his throat then begins to speak, "So why is it that you wanted the mating ceremony to happen the moment you got home?" He asks. "Mates are a symbol of power to dragons. To show my strength to the horde, I had to mate you as soo
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Chapter Sixty-Three
Flavius follows behind me, "Don't you think you were a little harsh?" Flavius had such a wonderful mother he could not possibly understand the resentment I hold towards my own. “My mother blamed me for Fafnir's death. She has never been a real mother to me. I could care less what happens to her. The last thing I need is people like her weighing me down," I respond heatedly. If my mother had not lived such a cowardly life then I never would have suffered as I have. I used to think that upon the deaths of my parents I would be sorrowful but instead I find a deep emptiness within my soul. My heart is so empty for them that I almost feel sick. "Now enough of this, we must find Sunniva," I say, pretending to act cheerful. "Why do we need to find Sunniva?" Flavius questions with his brows furrowed in confusion. "She is the high
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Chapter Sixty-Two
Trygg pulls his own blade from under his robes rushing towards me. I meet him halfway my sword heavy in hand. Trygg dips and weaves narrowly missing the slash of my sword. My blade scrapes the stone ground causing sparks to flare. He whips behind me hitting me on the back. I stumble forward my sword clattering to the ground. When I turn over Trygg looms over me, before he has the chance to strike, I kick him in the gut. He hunches over clutching his stomach. I quickly stand-up grabbing Trygg’s sword which sits closer to me than my own. Gripping the blade tightly in my clutch I bound forward slicing Trygg’s arms. He scuffles back blood now coating his robes. His eyes come ablaze glowing a deep yellow, fangs begin to protrude from his mouth as he enters a half-fazed state. Lurching at me his body becomes consumed in golden lightning. Bold of come striking at me, I try to dodge but the lightning still grazes the skin of my arm. I jump back hissing in pa
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Chapter Sixty-One
The light peering in through the cave entrance stirs me awake. I feel my eyes open, lifting my head from Flavius's chest I look up meeting his gaze. He smiles at me softly. “Mornin,” he murmurs gruffly. “Good morning.” Removing my arms from his waist, I grab his hand, and begin to pull him from the bed. "Come now; we must meet my father," I sing out darkly. "What exactly is your plan, Ellie?" Flavius questions worriedly. "I am going to put on a show everybody will enjoy," I respond with a devilish smirk. Flavius stares at me, his glowing brown eyes full of questions. Once dressed we leave my room. We walk in silence down the halls of the mountain with our heads held high. The other dragons in the horde, who I have not seen in a long time send me and Flavius glares of distaste, but we pay them no mind. We reach the throne room, and I shove the doors open, striding into the place with renewed confidence. My father sits tall on his throne, the torches lighti
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Chapter Sixty
We stand at the edge of the forest to say our goodbyes. The midday heat caresses my skin like a warm blanket. I turn towards those gathered here, pulling an unsuspecting Daniel into a firm hug. The tips of his now untamed mane tickle my face. "I am going to miss you," I mumble against him. Daniels's body is rigid against mine, but he finally loosens up, hugging me back. "We will definitely see each other again. I will make sure of it," Daniel assures me. "We should get going," Soren interrupts uncomfortably. Soren stands stiffly, his arms crossed over his chest with his face tipped up to the sky. I chuckle lightly. He has always been terrible at goodbyes. "You are right," I say, pulling away from Daniel. I turn to face Evalene with a deep smile. Her hair glows a fiery yellow from the sun casting its warm light upon her. “Evalene, I just want to say that I wish I could have opened up to you before. I feel that we could have become good friends,"
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Chapter Fifty-Nine
The dawning sun blooms on the horizon, shining like a golden Phoenix fresh from the ashes of rebirth. On a day such as this, one would expect the heavens to be weeping. But instead, the morning is full of serene silence. The world sits so still even the wind is not singing. Just as Flavius and I finish getting dressed, there is a light knock on my chamber door. "It is time, your highness," I hear a maid say from outside. Flavius and I leave my chambers in silence. The still castle sits around us like a heavy iron bird cage. We walk to the throne room where Gregory's close friends and family are gathered. Gregory and Geoffrey's coffin's sit in the front of the room, opened for everyone to see the bodies. The pale corpses sit out in a morbid display as the sweet stench of death wafts from them. I cringe at the sight my body tightening up. I turn to Flavius, slightly confused, "Why are the caskets open?" I ask. "What do you mean why? It's so the family can see
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Chapter Fifty-Eight
Everyone is solemn and quiet as we filter out of the throne room. The events of the wedding are a clouded haze in my mind, leaving me riddled with anxiety. I am so entrapped by my thoughts that I do not even realize that we have made it to my chambers until I hear the door creaking open. I look to see the room they have taken me to is the one that I was placed in when I first arrived in the capital. Flavius is the only one the enters the room with me; I briefly see Soren leaving as the door is being closed. "I apologize," I mumble, "I do not know what came over me. I was just so angry." Flavius sits down next to me, placing an arm around my shoulders. "I'd be lying if I said what I saw didn't disturb me. But from what I've learned about dragons, your rage can sway you to commit unspeakable acts," Flavius says quietly. "I cannot blame everything
