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Reaching the outer edges of the city Flavius points to a little brown, and white cottage sitting all by its lonesome near the outskirts of the city. "That there is the commander's home,” he tells me. As we get closer the faint smell of blood fills my nose. I stop and sniff the air, taking in the scent. Panic squirms in my stomach when I confirm what I am smelling. Something is wrong! Without a moment to lose I take off sprinting to the commander's cottage. I force the door open forcefully causing it to bang against the wall. Looking in I note that the front room has been completely wrecked, there is blood splattered all over the floor and walls, and a man's severed hand is lying limp on the floor through the threshold of the cottage. I turn away from the sight, the metallic smell of blood bothering my sharp senses. I place my hand over my nose to try an
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Before leaving the commander's home we take the time to clean up the house. I wrap his body in his bedsheets and place him in the front room where he can easily be found. "Daniel, when we get back to the castle, inform a trusted guard of the commander's death,” I say. "Yes, your highness," He replies quietly with a nod. Grabbing the commander's journal, we take our leave and head back into the city. We walk in silence, the knowledge of Gwen's guilt weighing heavy on my mind. I am dumbfounded; what could Gwen have against me and my horde? why is she trying to hide the past? What is she after? Her actions leave me feeling perplexed, because there are no known connections between her and my horde. I cannot stand to think of this any longer. I will stop her; I must stop her. I do not know if I can handle a repeat of the past, I refuse to lose those closest to me again. What she ha
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Getting out of the tub, I dress in a white drawstring shirt and brown leather pants. Tucking the papers back into my bra, I leave the room and head to Gregory's office. I walk quietly through the halls once again checking my surroundings to make sure I am not being followed. Standing at the office door, I feel a thrill of graffitied excitement as I knock on the door. "Come in." Gregory's voice calls out. Walking in I see Evalene standing in front of his desk, talking in a hushed voice. "My king please reconsider, this is our son's future,” Evalene pleads. For the first time ever, I see actual rage on Gregory's face. "EVALENE! I have had enough of this conversation! I have other business to attend to, leave now,” he says in a brassy voice, slamming his hands down on his desk. The queen jumps in fright. She bows t
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Flavius For two days now Neron and I have been asking around the tavern we frequent, to see if anyone knows anything concerning the commander's death. So far, I have come up empty-handed. The city doesn’t usually start comin to life until first light. So, it could be that no one was awake during the time the commander was killed. What's Ellie going to do if we have no useful information? What if I don't see her again? Ever since I've seen her in human form, I can’t seem to get her out of my mind. Everything about her draws me in. The confident way she walks, without a care in the world, that smug smile that grazes her face, when she knows she's right. The way her eyes blaze with a burning inferno when she's excited or worked up. I can't stop thinkin about any of it. I am a man bewitched by the beauty of a woman. But not in a bad way, no; I've been willingly bewitched. She has caught every part of my bein
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Nora I watch anxiously from my window as the sun blooms on the horizon, golden petals stretching ever onwards into the rich blue. It is a brilliant flower that is to warm our days, an invitation to a new start, one I worry about. For two days I have watched the sunrise and fall with no news from Flavius and Neron. I am beginning to think that maybe it was not right of me to involve outsiders in my matters. After all my request has done nothing but disrupt Flavius’s life. Would they have been better living in ignorant bliss? Maybe Daniel was right, I should not have told them, they very well could have betrayed us. At the thought of betrayal, my mood turns sour. I should not be thinking this way. But it cannot be helped, two days with no news from them is quite alarming, though it could be that they are too busy to come by. But they could have also informed Gwen of our plans by now. Maybe I should head into the city to check
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I release Daniel lightly shoving him towards where Flavius and Neron are standing. "Of course," I respond, with a wicked smile. Gregory leaves the wooden chair, and I take his place. "You see, I am not as nice as the king, so I will only give you one chance, answer the question,” I demand Again, the man sneers, about to spit once more. But before he ever has the chance to, I clasp his left hand. Grabbing his pointer finger, I bend it back. The sickening crunch that follows has nearly everyone in the room cringing. Grunting in pain, he goes to pull his hand away, making me hold his finger tighter. I will not allow this piece of trash to disrespect me or anyone else in this room. I send a wave of my aura pulsating through the room. The butcher grunts under the pressure and finally submits to me. "Fine, you want to hear what I have to say, then I'll
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Startled at my new revelation, I slowly peel myself from Flavius. Our breath comes out in short bouts as we stare into each other's eyes. "You have no idea how long I have waited for this," I say, my hands still buried in his hair, lightly stroking. "How long exactly have you been waiting to kiss me," he asks, chuckling. "I am not speaking of the kiss, what I mean is I have waited for you, my mate, a long time." "Mate?" He says puzzled. Smiling I grab his hand. "Come, we have a lot to talk about,” I say. Silently, he follows. Leading him down a stone path in the palace garden I take him to a bench that sits shaded by a large weeping willow. "We dragons have always been good at hiding our way of life. Part of that being mates; mates or soulmates, is the perso
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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
