008: The Technician

[Primus]

It is happening again, and there is nothing I can do to stop them.

As soon as my family is escorted from the room, the knights lining the walls move forward. I try to fight, but it is no use--the air dragons move with a precision and swiftness that is unrivaled, as if controlled by a single mind. With a twist of their leader's wrist, the air is stolen from my lungs, forcing me to gasp as my almost useless hands grasp my throat instinctively. As I fall to my knees, someone grabs me from behind and I feel the pinch of something entering my body between the scales of my back.

“Be gentle with his body this time, Drakas,” Eleanora orders her guard as he hauls me by my elbows. “He needs to be presentable for tonight’s ball and we cannot have him showing up with bruises and look every inch the dashing prince. Make sure The Technician is made aware of this need.”

My vision clouds as the drug takes effect. It takes three guards to lift me as my body loses the ability to move inde