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A DRAGON TALE Not a witch please!
It was raining with reckless abandon when they finally regained consciousness. Their eyes slowly adjusted to the room and their brains did a quick flashback to remind them of where they were. Raisel tried to move but she realized she was in bounds, she looked and saw that Dragomir was also in bounds. There were chained to a wall, their hands apart above their heads, their feet bound together... Then they saw her unstacking pots, she turned around and flashed a quirky smile at them, “You are awake!”, she paced about, “You just had one of my speciality, a sleep serum”, she said in an innocent tone of voice, “It is supposed to knock you out for a very long time…”, she added. Raisel turned to look for a window, “How long have we been here?”, she asked in a strained voice. Crystal turned back to the large pot, that before their entrance was not in the room, she set it on a stack of wood, “Two nights” “What?”, Dragomir shouted in alarm. He struggled against the bounds. Crystal nodded vi
A DRAGON TALE A Brewing Romance.
Raisel looked at her in puzzlement. She leaned into her, “You are human…”, her scaly coarse fingers caressed her face, Raisel moved her away, her hands were coarse against her skin. She could see her scrawny ghost-like fingers up close, dirt from ages ago lodged in her hard and long nails, “What is it about you?”, her voice was hoarse with a slight hiss to it. She smoothened Raisel’s hair backwards repeatedly. Raisel leaned backwards desperately trying to her away from her grasp. Meanwhile, Dragomir's hawk-like eyes never left her. He looked on, panic clear in his eyes. “Nothing?” Isolde leaned in closer towards Raisel and squinted her eyes curiously, “It is impossible, you can’t wield the stone and not be some supernatural creature of some sort”, she suddenly turned to look at Dragomir, "Maybe you know something?" She stood erect and walked towards Dragomir, confusion still etched on her features, “Our Dragon prince, dare I say king? Too bad that will not be a reality now would it?
A DRAGON TALE King Nikolaus.
She charged towards Raisel livid with anger…. “It hurts to feel unworthy”, Dragomir interjected turning her attention away from Raisel, “The need to run away. Every witch has a coven, I don’t see yours so I am guessing you left it…” “I left of my own accord!”, she barked, “I am a solo witch” “Oh cut the crap witchy lady, everyone needs to have a sense of belonging, somewhere they can call home, somewhere where they are loved and accepted except of course you were not…” “Arrghhh!”, she screamed and moved her hand towards Raisel and a power surge hit her with a full force, strong enough to shatter the chains. Raisel hit her head against the wall and hit the floor with a thud. “Raisel!, Raisel!”, Dragomir called out to her frantically, tears clouding his vision. “You can not project your fears unto me dragon! Those are your feelings, not mine, you know it deep within you”, she said aloud in a voice that was a male’s, “You think you are unfit to be king, you think you are unfit to be
A DRAGON TALE Dreams or Nightmares
Luckily for them, they were able to locate the inn in the small town. It was not too far away from where they were. Dragomir knocked on the gate of the large inn, a plump tall lady with her hair tied tightly behind opened up to them, she looked them over, “How can I help you?”, she asked. “We need two rooms please?”, Dragomir answered. She looked them over again, “I think you need more than two rooms, you’ll both need to see a physician too and the dressmaker and a…” “The rooms please?”, Raisel asked in exhaustion. “One night, one silver…” Raisel reached inside her purse and handed the lady two silvers. The lady opened the door wide. With their arms around each other, they entered inside. Suddenly Dragomir stopped and spun around facing the lady, “One more thing ma’am?, Are you a witch?”, he asked. *** Dragomir was back in Islandia, this time around, he was in the royal tent in his father’s chambers, it was like how he remembered it, nothing had been altered. There was a man
A DRAGON TALE Guilt
Allerick beamed with a smile as she ran towards him, her arms opened wide. His joy knew no bounds. He and his men had travelled throughout Wolfsden forest and had just entered the city, they were famished and had decided to eat palatable food at a restaurant and then he had spotted her… She enveloped him in a tight hug and he held her in place even more tightly, nothing was ruining this moment for him, he hadn’t quite expected this reaction when she saw him but here she was excited to meet with him. He would savour this moment, his fingers strayed from where they rested on her back and went further down her waist and further down… She finally let go of him and she stared at him in wonder, “Prince Allerick?, What are you doing here?” The excitement was clear in her voice, he smiled a wide smile then it slowly diminished when he saw the man behind her. He was never one to be jealous of any man. He had it all, after all, looks, power, wealth and fame. There was however something very d
A DRAGON TALE The Woman He Loved...
They were all dressed by morning, they stood outside the inn. Raisel had dumped her pretty blue dress and opted for her signature leather ensemble. Dragomir had something similar on, he had let his hair loose. Allerick on the other hand, had a breech on which in Dragomir’s opinion was extremely tight and made him look foolish, it was coming from a place of anger and jealousy for the prince who had his eyes on Raisel. He also had on an impeccable white shirt with a coat over it. The other guards and Matt were dressed in Avalon’s royal armour. “What an adventure it has been”, Allerick remarked with a smile, “We should get going now” Raisel merely nodded. “Matt you will ride with someone else, Raisel you will have Matt’s horse…” She looked at him puzzled. “Emm…your partner will not be coming with us will he?”, Allerick asked. “Are we going to Mount Isles?” It was Allerick’s turn to look surprised, “Mount what? No, we are going home, to our home, to Avalon” Raisel shook her head,
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Raisel saw the knife as it stuck out from his chest, she stilled. Her world seemed to have come to a standstill. A bout of energy none like she had ever felt surged through her whole body, racking her fragile frame. She pushed the men away like they weighed nothing and she ran towards Dragomir. He had a bittersweet smile on his face, it pierced through her heart and her heart shattered like a China glass into many pieces. She spread her arms to receive him but he fell before she could get to him. The man who had swept her off her feet, the man who had taken her around the world, the man on whose side she had fought bravely, the man who had stolen her heart forever, the man she was madly in love with fell to the ground a blade to his chest, the charming smile that had captured her heart never leaving his face. As she fell to the ground, in her last attempt to catch him before he fell. She cried out like a wounded animal. Surprisingly Votigern and his men paid no attention to her, th
A DRAGON TALE A Dead Prince.
It was the morn of her second day in the Islandia that they took him out of the water, cleaned him up and dressed him in new robes. They kept him by the cave behind the falls in case of an emergency. Raisel kept her word, she did not leave his side one bit, and neither did her eyes sleep a wink all through the night. She was persuaded by a lot of people to take a rest but she didn’t heed anyone of them. Food was brought to her, mouth-watering delicacies but she merely picked at them, blankets had also been sent up to her. She sat and watch Dragomir, he looked no different from how he was when she had first brought him back to Islandia, he was in a royal golden robe and draped in a woollen blanket. He was unmoving, unresponsive and Raisel began to fear the worst. Elder Yophiel had lit fires around for them to warm them up, and Sahar had sent a lot of food items. The people of Islandia on the other hand stopped by occasionally with flowers and different kind of gifts, the Sana waterfa
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