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Flavius After hours of working in the smithy Fimrouck and I take a break. We sit out on one of the many balconies, taking in the fresh air. I take a swig out of my water skin, letting a sigh escape my lips. Fimrouck looks over at me, sipping on a glass of milk. "Milks an odd choice of drink," I comment. Fimrouck grins holding his glass high and proud. "Milk keeps my head clear, not to mention it's good for your bones," he says. Laughter rumbles from my chest while a wide smile takes over my face. "Well, you're not wrong," I chuckle. He nods in agreement taking another swig from his glass. Before he can say anything I ask a question that’s been burning in my mind. "I wanted to ask, what's your plan for Ellie's sword? I know we talked about changing the blade to dragons Ore. But I'm curious about how you plan to add magic?" Fimrouck scratches his beard. "For the granddaughter of my old friend, I want to do something special. Have you ever heard of
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Nora I peer at Nefertari from where I sit. Alec who is seated next to me speaks, her voice booming throughout the throne room. "We have discussed the weapons that will be used during the war. However, we have yet to discuss training regimens for our soldiers. Most of Chieftain Eleonora's horde has never faced dragons with affinities," Alec points out. Nefertari smiles, swooping her hair behind her. "This is something I have thought long and hard about. What makes dragons with affinities so formidable is their ability to naturally utilize magic outside of their elemental breath," Nefertari explains. "Yes, you are correct, that is why we need to train to fight against them," Alec remarks. "Or we could just meet them at their level," Nefertari says. Nathalia, who is seated next to Alec perks up at Nefertari's words. "And how do you suggest we do that?" Nathalia asks. "We teach everyone how to use magic outside their elemental breath," Nefer
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A grin spreads across my face. Learning magic will truly be a turning point for this war. Though it may take time to learn, I will keep pushing forward. As my excitement grows, Flavius comes to mind. I cannot wait to tell him of this. Nefertari stands from her throne, smoothing the wrinkles from her silky white dress. "If you would all follow me, I am going take you to get tested for your magic element," she says. I stand from my seat, following behind Nefertari. The tall brunette has the throne room doors opened with a wave of her hand. We all follow closely behind her. "How will you be testing us exactly?" I ask, curiosity creeping over me. "The world tree is the center of all magic. By touching her roots your magic type will be revealed to you," she explains. Soren steps up beside me. "Are the types of magic people wield the same as our elemental breath?" He asks. Our footsteps carry heavily through the castle. Nefertair hums b
Dragon's Blood (Book Two) Chapter Twenty-two
As I dip my fingers into the water a shock wave runs up my arm. My muscles tense and tingle as I resist the urge to pull my hand out. As my fingers dip past the water's edge it begins to turn a smokey black. The water is slowly enveloped in a black that reflects the night sky. "Your magic type is dark. I cannot say I am not surprised, this suites you Chieftain," Nefertari says. I smile, pulling my hand from the pool. Standing, I gaze up at Nefertari, she returns my gaze. "So, what is the plan from here?" I ask. "We now know your magic types, so now we need to teach you how to tap into that power," Nefertari says. "I have always been able to naturally use my elemental ability. So I am not sure how to tap into this other power," I say. Nefertari chuckles, "You have always had this ability, you just have to learn to sense it. We will teach you how to do this by starting with some simple meditation," she explains. Nefertari has us all sit around t
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Nathalia and I walk silently through the dim halls of the castle. My muscles are stiff and tense, aching every time I take a step. I slip a hand up the back of my neck rubbing the tense muscles. Sighing I glance over at Nathalia, "Was it like this for you while you were learning to use your magic?" Her green eyes meet mine as she speaks. "I wish I could offer you some words of advice. However using magic came naturally to me, there was not much for me to learn," she explains. I tighten my hands into fists, pointing my gaze to the floor. I heave a heavy sigh, briefly closing my eyes. I need to learn this quickly, I cannot let my failure be our undoing. A thump to the back of my head brings me from my thoughts. My eyes dart to Nathalia in surprise. She smiles at me, her arms crossed over her chest. "Get out of your head. Learning something new is never easy, but you will get there," she comforts. I huff, dragging a hand through my hair. The u
Dragon's Blood (Book Two) Prologue
One thousand five hundred years ago, before the Fires of Alira, the great dragon kingdom of Highmire lived in unrest. The king, Sindre, was lost on what should be done. His most trusted advisors and close friends, Sixten and Lochness, found themselves in disagreement. Sindre had never witnessed the two this much at odds with one another. Sixten, an elegant grey dragon, worked as a representative of the dragons with magical affinities within the kingdom. Those with magical affinities often found themselves with a higher status than those without. For they were considered the ones that were most loved by the goddess Alira. Being a holder of an affinity, Sixten is one who upholds prejudice against those without. It was his firm belief that dragons who have no more than an element type are beneath those with more powerful magic. If Alira did not love those dragons enough to bestow an affinit
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The sun dawns, golden hues of fiery light rushing across the lands of my horde. My feet pad across the slick stone floor. Gusts of early morning air blow through the mountain caverns, bringing a sweet dewy scent with them. Flavius's rough hand caresses mine as we make our way through the mountain to the tomb where my brother rests. As we walk through the halls, horde members pass by respectfully bowing their heads at me. They acknowledge and respect me as chieftain, but I cannot say the same about Flavius. Dragon slayers have long been the enemy of dragons. Welcoming one into the heart of our home is far from safe in the minds of my horde members. Had Flavius not been my mate, I would have felt the same. I watch as Flavius sends a sideways glance at some of the passing members. He lets out an exhausted sigh once again, pointing his face fo
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I wake to the sensation of Flavius's fingers gently combing through my hair. Warm shock waves radiate from his tender hands. Yawning, I turn over to look at him, his deep brown eyes glow amber in the midday sunlight like small flakes of fire. I reach a hand out, lightly caressing his face with a soft smile. I shudder as my body fills with the heat of Flavius's emotions, causing my brand to throb in sweet pleasure. "Did I wake you?" Flavius questions gruffly, tiredness echoing through his voice. "No," I answer with a shake of my head. Sitting up, the fur blankets that once covered me slip off. I stretch my arms above my head with a slight sigh. Turning over to look at Flavius, I smile faintly. "We should begin packing for our journey," I mumble.&n
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