Sixten Poulsen? I have never heard of him before. How is it that he knows of me, but I have never heard of him?
"It is quite rude to show up on someone else's lands unannounced. I find it hard to believe that you are only here so as to lay eyes on a beautiful woman. All dragons have beauty. Why waste time looking for one you have never seen?" I question. I do not find his story believable in the least. There is no way someone would come just to see me. "You have caught me," Sixten says with a crooked smirk, "I have been traveling all across the lands in search of my mate. When I heard the chieftain of the Perilous horde had a young and beautiful daughter, I was hoping to try my luck. Though it would seem to me that you, Princess, have no intention of allowing yourself to be courted. Which is quite a travesty, considering you are so beautiful," he says, his voice silvery, tossing in a sly wink at the
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Dragon’s Breath Chapter Forty-One
After a few short hours of sword and combat training with Soren, I decide to head outside and visit my brother's tomb. As I am walking through the halls, I spot Sixten up ahead of me. I walk faster in order to catch up with him. "Where are you going?" I ask when I'm within earshot. He turns around to face me with a smile, "Greetings to you too, princess, I am on my way to go pay respect to your dead. I heard the chieftain’s son passed away earlier this week, so I thought I should pay my respect as an act of goodwill." "I am heading that way if you would like to follow me,” I offer. "Lead the way, princess,” he says motioning his hand. I lead Sixten through the mountain down to the base where the tombs are. I greet the guard at the tomb entrance by placing a fist over my heart and bowing. Sixten bends down to me and whispe
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Forty-Two
My heart clenches in pain thinking back to how I was used by Sixten. I will never allow myself to be used like that again. Looking up at Flavius, I give a weak smile. "I met Sixten, my first love, eight years ago, shortly after Fafnir died,” I begin to tell. Flavius stares down at me thoughtfully, urging me to continue. "He came to my horde to conduct business with my father. When I met him, he was charming, graceful, and overall beautiful. He was so exotic, so different. That is what drew me in. But it was all a façade; he only got close to me in order to use me, and I was so young and in so much pain I allowed it to happen. I allowed myself to be used, then thrown away. But he did not get away unscathed," I say, cracking a cynical smile. "What exactly did you do to him?" Flavius asks with an arched brow. "After telling me that I was
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Forty-Three
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Dragon’s Breath Chapter Forty-Four
I awake the next morning cuddled into my soft white sheets. I am first aware of the soft fading moonlight casting a silver glow in my room. Slowly and reluctantly, I uncover my body. Sitting up, I drag my feet off of the bed and rub my knuckles into my eyes. I stretch my arms above my head and yawn. Pulling myself off the bed, I brush my hair and clothe myself and just like yesterday, I decide to walk to the lake instead of fly. Leaving the castle, I head into the woods that I have come to love so much. The woods surrounding the city remind me of the forest around the horde. It is places like this that I feel most at home. I am surrounded by beauty and silence, but most of all I am alone. Here I do not have to deal with people's harsh words or judgmental stares: I am alone and at peace. In the forest, there is a sense of kinship with the flora, of an ancient soul that stretches into everything that lives. It is here under the
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Forty-Five
Taking a deep breath, I push the door open. I step in, Soren and Daniel following closely behind. I close the door after everyone is inside. It clicks slightly as I do. Slowly, I turn to face Gregory, my pulse quickening. Looking into Gregory's deep brown eyes, I gulp, trying to keep my heart from leaping out my throat. I approach his desk slowly on trembling legs. "I have discovered some new information, and thought you might be interested in knowing," I say while clasping my fingers together nervously. After the words leave my mouth, I suddenly feel like I am going to hurl. Telling him that Gwen was the one behind killing my brother was one thing but this...this just feels wrong. He has a right to know, but at the same time, I feel as though I am the one ruining his family. If I had not come here in the first place Gregory could live on in ignorant bliss. The only problem being he would not know of his granddaughter's wron
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Forty-Six
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Dragon’s Breath Chapter Forty-Seven
Nora I jump up from the chair, practically sprinting towards Flavius and Gregory. I hadn't expected their union to be flowers and rainbows, but I never expected Flavius to hit the king. I reach them just as Flavius is pulling Gregory from the floor by the collar of his shirt. In my moment of panic, I shove Flavius away from Gregory. Without realizing, I push Flavius a little too hard, sending him across the room. He falls back, nearly hitting into one of the chairs by the fireplace. His body smacks the ground roughly and the chairs near him clatter slightly rocking back and forth. He lets out a soft groan. I turn to Gregory, glancing him over, "Are you all right?" I ask shakily. "I am fine, dear," he croaks, clutching his abdomen. I sigh with relief, then I go to help Flavius off the floor. Approaching him quietly, I extend a hand down to him. He
Dragon’s Breath Chapter Forty-Eight
Flavius Ellie leans back in her seat, propping her feet up on the table. She looks at me, her violet eyes burning with questions. "You know Flavius, you have never told me what it was like when you were young and living with your mother. What kind of person was she, your mother?" She asks tentatively. "Though the time I spend with my mother was short, the only word I can think of to describe her is magnificent. She’s kind and selfless, she worked hard just so that I could learn to read and write, though not to the extent of other children. She was always smiling even when she was in pain," I speak, a gentle smile growing on my lips. "She sounds remarkable, I wish my mother could be like her. To have taken such good care of you despite her own struggles," Ellie responds earnestly with a hint of sadness clouding her eyes. "She was," I whisper.