Chapter 86 CHAPTER 86
ZADE'S POV
The level of fear in my body is the highest I've felt in my entire existence.
Yes, I'd had a loss so great it ruined my life and thankfully now, I had him back. I'd always had him, I just didn't know that he was the one and he couldn't tell me, couldn't truly be himself properly.
Until she came around, pushed us out of our comfort zone, made us want more than to sulk away or run into pages and stories of people who had more strength, who did things the right way.
Stories where the dragon didn't die to save the human.
The bundle of shaking human I held in my arms as I ran into my Mother's personal chambers saved me from my own self, fed excitement into my bones and my heart beat faster as the possibility of losing her hit me.
When she ran away from me yesterday because my sister couldn't sit her ass at home, I felt hurt.
I mean, the timing was terrible but she seemed like she didn't want to meet my family or be serious with me. It felt like she didn't want me as much as I craved her in my life.
So against Tharagaun's protests, I left her alone, found a book and tried to get lost in it
But to my dismay, nothing was ever the same without her. When she's around, we can always get lost in a book together or in individual books. But when I didn't know if she was done with me or not, and when I was upset, all I could do was stare at a page for hours, unable to read anything.
Imagine my horror when Styx brought her to our doorstep, close to dying.
I laid her down, ignoring my mother's horrified exclamations, keeping her properly laid first before I turned to her.
“Get the girl away from the grips of death before you scream down the house woman!” My father echoed my thoughts in a less respectful way sending the entire house into a frenzy.
Amara took my blood, Mother, grumbling about everyone not telling her stuff until it was too late helped to feed her some liquid she said has more nutrients than normal three food servings and my father hovered, not saying a word until all the noise died down and we watched her sleep.
“She's going to be fine,” Amara sighed, “they should have forced her to sleep more after feeding instead of putting her on that wild horse.”
“We've all seen Draco run around with it, it's almost as fast as that halfling. Why would anyone in their right mind do that?”
“Maybe that was the only option available?” I snapped, tired of the whole thing, it was like they wanted me to be overly aware that I nearly lost her.
“Everyone lets leave the two lovebirds to rest,” Father finally spoke up.
“How do you know they're lovebirds?” Mother snapped. “You were also in this? What did I do to you people? Why's everyone excluding me in everything?”
“Calm down Mom, no one knew about anything, I'm not even sure Zade knows if she's his soul tie or not.”
“I know,” I growled almost too quickly, “she's just new to these things and I have to take it slowly so you all need to lay off.”
“Oh, she's the earthling his Majesty was talking about in parliament last week?”
“He's talking about her?” I looked at my dad.
“Yes, he even sent his personal doctor to figure out why she's so strange. I don't see anything strange about her, except the weird fact that she's able to survive this level of leech attack.”
“That's true,” mother said, getting closer to check her forehead, “she's been healed before but you can still see by her skin colour that the thing took her all the way in. Who has ever survived that?”
We all shook our heads.
“No one I know of and I train healers. It's why Amara was targeted, to take me down. We have to keep this a secret, if others find out that someone we know, two in fact, has been bitten by a leech, we'll become outcasts.”
“And dad is planning to contest for the third council.”
“You guys go discuss your political problems elsewhere,” I grumbled, “she needs to rest.”
“There you go again son, don't you want to at least consider this? You can't be stuck in that library forever.”
“I can and will Dad, I already made you proud before my dragon was nearly murdered and –”
“Nearly?” Mother frowned and this time I felt guilty for not telling her.
“He's living inside me. Has been living in there all these while.”
“That's why you were having those…” my father trialled off in shock.
“Yes, but she did something to me. She calmed the heat, she made him talk to me, explain things to me, merged us and made us aware we were a part of each other and not two strangers stuck in one body.”
“She's definitely your Soul Tie. Congratulations Son, we haven't had many divine soul tie connections in the kingdom for a while now. You both must be destined for greatness.”
“Don't do that Dad, don't use this as another excuse to demand things from me. I don't want to rule anyone, I can't fly another dragon, especially now that I know mine is still here. We'll both do whatever we want, if she wants to fight, I'll make her the best fighter ever but if she just wants to be my reading partner for the rest of her life, I'll give her every book under the two suns and she won’t have to lift a finger for any silly purpose or destiny.”
“You're very funny,” my mother chuckled, “you think you decide what destiny you will have? I mean for us regular folks, yes, we can decide but not you two.”
“The girl literally fell from the sky brother,” my sister added, “and you have a dragon living inside of you, you have a very long ass tail and you turn into a steed level version of your dragon once in a while. I support Mom and Dad on this one. You're gonna be out of that library even if you don't want that.”
They filed away, leaving me with consuming thoughts.
Alira was fine now, but if she plies the path they're suggesting, who's to say she won't end up dead?
The thought alone was debilitating and I'd just felt that panic once.
Will this be the rest of my life?
Living in fear of the consequences of our purpose?
That my Soul Tie and I will always fly close to death's grip?