He was looking at her that same way."Father, I-" Mathilda started to say, but was stopped when the back of his hand smacked against her cheek. She felt the skin tear on one of his rings, probably his signet ring. He didn't hit her hard at all, but that single slap hurt more than breaking every bone in her body.Something in her broke.She could feel it.She didn't know if it was her mind, her body or her spirit, but she felt it. She felt like an enormous hole had been carved out of her body, out of her soul. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered if he had planned for this to happen. But it was a fleeting thought, quickly replaced by a profound sense of emptiness.He still had that look of disappointment on his face.She had seen that look on his face earlier when he had ordered that poor soldier to
"There won't be a wedding night," Ale said through clenched teeth."Then there's no reason for you to hear the stories is there?" he said with a wink. "Pretend I never said a word."Ale opened her mouth to reply, but then thought better of it. Uncle Garth was a terrible tease and asking more questions about dragon stories would only egg him on.Ale couldn't help but wonder though... Did dragons have some kind of special ability in the bedroom? Was it an old wives' tale? Or was she in for a treat if she and Seth ever— Nope. She cut off that line of reasoning right there and refused to think about it any further.There were a few moments of silence, which were interrupted by her stomach rumbling."I'll get some food for you," Garth said, standing up and walking through the door.His head popped back in a
Seth was pretty sure he was dreaming.He was in the middle of a large battlefield covered in the bodies of dead soldiers. They were all wearing dark armor with the image of a stylized dragon on the chest piece. The stench was unbelievable. The foul odor of decaying bodies mixed with the congealed blood and excrement rose to the heavens, acting as a beacon for the vultures circling overhead.All around the battlefield, small fires were burning and thick smoke rose into the air. It was daytime, but the clouds were so thick it was impossible to see the sky. The smoke, combined with the light from the fires, bathed the entire battlefield in a red hue.A black dragon stood in front of h
"No offense, but I don't fancy your chances if we split up," Ale said, spreading her hands. "Lord Delmar is pretty much insane and doesn't let up once he's put his mind to something. At least, that's his reputation. Without some help, I think he'll find you fairly quickly."She took a deep breath before continuing. "Besides, I was a little lonely all by myself in the forest. You may be ugly, but you're not bad company." She finished with a grin.Seth couldn't help but notice that she had a great smile.He nodded his agreement. "Also, when word of that whole dragon-bride thing gets out, this Lord Delmar might come looking for you to get to me. It might be safer to stick together.""I hadn't thought of that," she said. "But you're right."He stuck out his hand. "Partners?"Ale looked at his hand for a few momen
"I suppose that would work better if I was flying. It would give me enough reach that I wouldn't need to expose myself to attack.""Okay, then we're all set except for one thing.""What's that?""About a dozen men left to find the kidnappers a few hours ago, and they had horses," she said."And we don't," said Seth. "Any ideas?"Ale looked at him, and then shifted her gaze to look just behind him. He looked back and saw his wing claw peeking up over his shoulder.Her face took on a mischievous smile. "I do have one.""No way." Seth shook his head."It's the only way we'll beat them there," she urged. "They have horses and a hea
"I suppose that would work better if I was flying. It would give me enough reach that I wouldn't need to expose myself to attack.""Okay, then we're all set except for one thing.""What's that?""About a dozen men left to find the kidnappers a few hours ago, and they had horses," she said."And we don't," said Seth. "Any ideas?"Ale looked at him, and then shifted her gaze to look just behind him. He looked back and saw his wing claw peeking up over his shoulder.Her face took on a mischievous smile. "I do have one.""No way." Seth shook his head."It's the only way we'll beat them there," she urged. "They have horses and a hea
"Come on," Ale said after he had stared for a few minutes. "You can't practice your flying until we're out of sight of town. We have an hour's walk at least."Seth noticed a small clump of trees nearby and excused himself to answer a call of nature. Once he was under cover of the trees, he relaxed and his scales parted to allow his cock and balls to drop free. He had just finished peeing when he noticed something.He had a third testicle.He knew for an absolute fact that he had only had two a week before. However, now there was undeniably a third one just behind his original two. Furthermore, his scrotum was sign
A few minutes later, she started to feel calmer - they hadn't crashed and she was still firmly attached to his back. The wind was whipping all around her."You can open your eyes now," Seth said loudly so she could hear him over the wind.She didn't."Ale, try to feel my emotions through our bond. It might help you relax a little."It took a few moments for her to find him in her mind. He was elated. His heart was joyous and free and she knew it was from the flying. There was only a tiny bit of concern, and she knew it was for her.
Mathilda Delmar was in a truly foul mood. She was pacing back and forth near the bonfire in the center of the camp and throwing murderous glares at anyone who got too close. Not that many did get close because it was the middle of the night and they were all on lookout duty.