Chapter 106 CHAPTER 106
"She won't bite, don't be scared," Zade whispered in my ear, urging me towards the large beast.
"Yes but one wrong move and I'm dinner, stop pushing me," I whispered harshly, taking a step back.
The creature was magnificent, the vibrancy of her colour alone can't be found on any colour palette her eyes, the most beautiful golden iris, sitting in a straight line in her pupils.
She released a fume that burned all the hairs on my skin, but it didn't hurt and then pounced one feet on the ground.
Everywhere shook.
"Is this normal?" I asked, grabbing his hand as the dragon got really close.
"No."
"Then why aren't we running!?"
"From a dragon?" He let out a dry laugh.
"Yea, that's stupid," I realized, she can simply breath my way and I'll be gone.
But she wasn't doing anything, just standing there, puffing, looking me over and over again.
As though one wasn't enough, two more began flying down from a higher cave opening, towards us.
"Zade?" I called, my heart pounding.
"I know baby, don't be scared, nothing will happen to you okay?"
"How can you say that? You said this isn't normal!"
"Yes but not in that way. It hasn't happened to anyone in over seven hundred years. And when it did, it was just one dragon."
"What exactly is 'it'?"
"It doesn't matter, you're leaving anyway."
I turned to look at him and I noticed he wasn't taking my planned exit as well as I thought.
I turned back and a blue and violet coloured dragon were on each side of the red, and together, they all brought their snouts close to me.
A weird sight, tiny me, Zade behind me and then three gigantic dragon heads coming close to me.
"Chosen one," a voice said in my head, maternal, calm, serene.
I screamed.
"She spoke to you, didn't she?"
"You guys said dragons don't talk!"
"To everyone, they don't. To some, they will learn your language. That's what they were doing while standing there."
"What does it mean? What am I chosen for?"
"Like I said, I don't think you should be bothered about that. The gods will find another."
"What is he talking about?" The red dragon asked, eyes narrowed at me.
I shook my head vigorously, unable to tell this dangerous being that I was about going against whatever plan they were including me in.
A plan Zade was upset I won't be a part of.
"We shall see soon, Daughter of Zharion."
"Zharion," I whispered out loud, my full surname bubbling in my head.
And then they flew up and away from us.
I didn't speak to Zade that night, angry at how he nearly made those dragons chew me for dinner for not agreeing to this Chosen one thing.
So even though I slept next to him, we didn't say a word to each other and I left early.
The rest of the day flowed with a tightness in my chest.
Where we having our first lover's quarrel?
I couldn't decipher exactly what was happening between us but I felt abandoned in that place, betrayed in a way.
These dragons went from being a concept to a real, breathing scene before me.
And then it went a step further, they connected with me in a way they'd not done in many centuries.
I was confused, I didn't understand what was happening, and that was the perfect time for him to show his displeasure about me leaving, something he'd previously agreed to and decided to work towards.
My skin crawled at the fact that I could now compare Zade to Jake.
No, my ex husband stilk paled in comparison but that hot and cold nature terrified the shit out of me and I never want to experience again.
Especially in front of such majestic, intelligent creatures.
By the time Master Florian's special training class rolled around, I was in a terrible mood.
My friends had gotten tired of trying to bring me out of the foul mood and had left me alone at some point in the day. But I just couldn't get over the night I'd had and something told me if I don't keep my mouth shut, I would worsen things with this other man that made my neck tingle.
I was there before him and I nearly turned around to leave.
He brought me lunch this afternoon so I assumed that meant class was still going to hold but as I wandered around the red scorched ground, it felt like I'd walked all the way here in the dark for nothing.
Mood further soured, I sat down on the ground and began thinking about the connection with the dragon last night.
Her voice felt like water running down my throat after years of walking in the desert heat and I felt refreshed with each second she was in my head.
Powerful in a sacred way.
I couldn't process all of this then because I was struggling with my feelings about Zade.
But staring at the moon, I felt them again.
I wasn't bonded to any of them so I couldn't feel them the way most did but I somehow knew they were in the mountains and that red girl just had dinner.
Like an awareness.
It felt like a secret I would be proud to keep, knowing intimate things about dragons I wasn't bonded with.
"Whenever you get here before me, start doing warm ups. Didn't you see me doing that yesterday?"
I turned sharply to see Master Florian walking towards me, a sword in hand and one in his belt by the side.
He sounded upset.
Good, more people angry at me.
I didn't say anything, desperate to not add to whatever was upsetting him.
He didn't like me enough to share them, I shouldn't bother myself with him anyway.
"Here," he threw the sword he came with at me and I caught, and nearly fell from how heavy it was. "That's the weapon you'll use to kill Kovar. During a spar session. In full view of everyone."
"Sir?" I gasped.
"I didn't stutter. Now strike me."