Chapter 83 83
ZAUGUSTUS DYLAN
Watching her crumble to the floor pierced my heart, but I really didn't want her to hurt. I also didn't like the idea of her recovering her powers, when I was thinking of a better way to get rid of her powers instead of taking her life.
Now that she heard of my plans and awakened her powers, how much and often would she act rashly? She was my soulbond, but that wouldn't quench the fire my dragon made up upon watching those lifeless bodies she was behind.
Deep down, I bled…but my dragon was satisfied with the pain inflicted on her. He had reminded me that being his soulmate didn't mean he would watch his enemy trample on him.
In the next five minutes, I drew off the stormfire I had wrapped around her and walked closer. Her eyes shut slowly, and then I felt my shoulders drop. I glanced behind, and her brother was trembling in fear of losing her sister, while I feared losing my soulmate.
Does she even know how much I hated that she had such power in her? As much as I wanted her dead, I still wanted an option to save her life…even if it meant that she would be weak forever and at least still have her life.
I raised her weak and bloody body into my arms and leaped off the cell.
Back in my chamber, I ordered Orrifin, “Get me the physician. My dragon refuses to heal her.”
“Yes, Sovereign!” he bowed before leaving my chamber.
I sat on the floor just beside her, staring at her pale face while my heart tightened in guilt over what I had just done to her.
‘Stop acting as if you overdid it. We still love her, but if we ignore her, she will repeat it and would even think we are weak compared to her.’ My dragon snapped in my head. ‘She isn't dead, but she must learn her lessons.’
I tucked her hair behind her ears and blinked back my tears.
She shouldn't have done that.
If I don't act, my people and even the dragon immortals won't be happy with me. She overdid indeed, and this was the penalty for what she committed.
“Your Sovereignity!!” I heard the physician's voice from the door and went to open it for him. He walked in with Orrifin, and I directed him on what to do with her quickly. “The wound is so deep.”
I sighed, “Still, try your best.”
Since she's recovered her powers, she will heal soon.
My stormfire was one no one under this earth would survive. Any realm that pushes me to use it on them will end up in dust in a twinkle of an eye, and I hardly use it.
The physician treated her for that day and promised to frequent my chamber until she was awake. I agreed, but watching her lie lifeless that way almost ripped my soul out of my chest. I felt like I had committed the gravest crime for attacking my soulmate, so I wished she would wake up soon…even if I would never smile at her again.
Two days later, the physician concluded her daily treatments and left. I was busy dapping her burning forehead with a wet napkin when Orrifin opened the door and let my family in. They had withdrawn from visiting since I warned them to stop discussing my slave whenever they came around, and so I knew they had no good intention of visiting all at once.
I paid less attention to them and was busy dapping the napkin on Davina's forehead when my brother cleared his throat.
“Who would believe you could fall in love in this life?” he said and squatted just opposite me. “She’s a fae, so we all expected that you would get rid of her once she turned out to be your soulmate. Isn't it better you ascend and become an immortal instead of bonding with a fae?”
I shot him a heavy glare and continued what I was doing, yet gave him no response.
“Zaug, you have to let go of her already,” he said again, and I clenched my jaw, just trying to ignore them.
And my sister added, “You cancelled your engagement with Irian just because of her? It doesn't really make sense…”
“I heard she recovered her powers and killed four Dreadwing Generals,” my father asked, and I nodded. “Yet you have her here, treating her after punishing her with your stormfire?”
“You should have just killed her at that time. Why let her live again?” my mother added.
“She doesn't even seem to love you. How do you expect her to accept bonding with a dragon that held her captive? I bet that's why she made haste and recovered her powers so she could end the bond herself.”
I raised my head towards my sister. She had just helped me recall the major reason she recovered her powers.
Upon finding out that I wanted her dead, she awakened her powers to end the bond. But what she didn't know was that she couldn't, and that wouldn't even stop me from killing her if I wanted.
“Zaug, let her perish. If you can't do it, then I am here to help you take her life and that of her brother…then have my right-hand man take away her human friend,” my brother stated, pulling me out of my thoughts. “The faes are all sick right now, and they would be that way for years before they begin dying. I love the level of revenge you did on them, so they wouldn't die a painless death. But I don't understand why you think this female and her brother don't deserve to get a taste of…
“You all should leave!” I snarled at them all, my dragon shoving his horn from one side to the other. “I won't repeat myself.”
My father stood, “Why do you keep acting like you're not part of us since she came into this realm?”
“Since none of you welcomed her, I'm not welcomed too.” I retorted, my chest burning angrily.
“Really? You mean to make her your queen when there are several dragon females in this realm, Zaug? That won't happen!” my sister retorted, standing to her feet. “If you dumped Irian, then you could have another elegant woman worthy of that position. Who cares about matebond these days?”
I spared them all glances one after the other and repeated, “You all should leave before I lose my patience….and don't ever visit me until you choose to see her as part of me.”
“The last thing I will do is to see her as part of you, Bro…”
“And I won't watch her become your queen. Instead, you will ascend.”
Yet after their ranting, they still left, and I went back to taking care of my soulmate.
I watched over her throughout the night, and there was still no sign of her awakening. At some point, I broke into silent sobs.
Having recalled the memories I shared with her and how I'd planned my future with her, I just cursed myself until I got tired of it.
‘Look, Zaug. Even if she awakens, is healed, but still uses her powers against our people or us, I won't hold back. So you should get used to seeing her hurt by us from now on,’ my dragon warned me as he'd always done when I was losing my senses like this.
My dragon was the most coldhearted. He doesn't care if one was family and struck them if they committed a crime they shouldn't have. I loved that part of him, because that was what made us who we were.
We were a tribid and wouldn't be softhearted. I hadn't ever regretted it until now, when it was affecting my soulmate that I had waited for years to spend the rest of my life with.
On the fifth day, I was dozing off beside her when I felt something crawling on my arm. I opened my eyes a little, shifted my gaze to my arm, only to see her palm there.
I jerked up, got to my knees and looked him straight in the face. “You're awake!!” I mumbled, and she ignored me, just glaring with hate in her eyes. “Then you should stand up.”
Her bruises had healed already, so she sat up as if nothing had happened to her and even pushed me away from her side. She stood up, glared at me with a darkened expression, and let out a loud hiss.
I stood firm, my eyes heavy from the lack of sleep I got in the past nights. “Don't you ever hiss at me again, Davina. I am your master, and you must mind your actions not to trigger my anger.”
She didn't even spare me a glance but walked into her room and slammed the door shut.
I walked over and knocked there, “Your meal will be here soon. Freshen up so you can eat something.”
“I'm not eating anything from you and your people,” she responded, her voice annoying.
I shut my eyes for some time and opened them again, “If you don't, then I will have no choice but to punish you until you do.”