IDK how to make Valerie address Clyde. What do you think? Dragon King or Mr. Basilisk?
[Clyde] “Zenith is back? When did she come back?” Moran asked, a hint of surprise in his tone. I stared at the map that was more like a drawing of a bunch of faded lines and scribbles. They say this was drawn by our ancestors and will give an idea of where the dragon pearl is. It was more like a few centuries old scribbled bullshit to me. I hummed. “And did she…?” “No. We haven’t spoken much. Only catching up,” I replied in a clipped tone. In truth, I had gone back late to the residence and was told that Zenith had returned to the guest quarters. In the morning, I had come to the office earlier than necessary, knowing that Zenith wouldn’t visit unless necessary. I was not one to avoid people, but she was, as always, not everyone even if our relationship had become sour or stagnant. But that wasn’t for Moran to know. He was usually deferential, but being my second-in-command for years sometimes made him bold at times. He took the hint and murmured, “I see.” It was then that the
[Valerie] I couldn’t really understand where I am but it was bright, and it was blinding. I squinted and shielded my eyes to look around but it felt as if I couldn’t even open them. “Relax, Valerie,” the soothing voice that sometimes made its presence known in my mind, echoed. “Well, now I can’t relax even more,” I muttered. They remained silent. “Where am I?” “Somewhere between here and there..” they answered cryptically. Last I remember, I lost consciousness after controlling Fire, which is definitely not my Element. “Wait…are you…are you Rosamond? I heard a lot of stories from mom about how she heard a voice and thought she lost it but didn’t and then-” “I am not her… I am not Queen Rosamond,” the voice interrupted. I opened my mouth to argue, but then realised that it would be bizarre if Queen Rosamond began speaking to me because mom was her reincarnation and so it would be illogical. “Then who are you?” I demanded. It was a little weird to be talking to someone wh
[Clyde] “What worries you, Clyde?” I turned and bowed my head respectfully. I let out a puff of air to let him know that yes, I was worried, but staying in my dragon form was helping me to repress my worry and concern as well as my unreasonable anger towards the force that was unfathomable. This must have been a surprise to him, for this was the second time in a week that I was here. This cliff was a stiff one, overlooking a gentle stream that flowed beneath and the lush forest surrounding it. The very place that calmed my mind and gave me solace. My brother and I discovered this place when we were at the age where we didn’t know sorrow. It also happened to be where my brother was living, in a humble log cabin. This place was so isolated that hardly anyone dared to climb it, giving both of us a perfect opportunity to get respite. For him, it was more like a prison– a self-proclaimed prison. My brother smiled, the same serene smile as if his heart hadn’t been torn apart and his f
[Valerie] I stared at the screen until mom asked, “Who is it?” Her back was thankfully turned back towards me as she was putting away a few things on the nightstand beside that side of the bed. I shook my head. “Kenneth. He was saying that this time he might fail at sparring and might slip a few ranks if he does. I am shocked at his lack of confidence.” I glanced away and exited the messaging app. I could feel mom's eyes on me, probably reading my aura and when she did this, I felt more self-conscious. She then made a noncommittal hum and resumed doing whatever she was doing. I let out a small sigh, although my heart was pounding. Maia? Maia did this? She put my name? How? As far as I know, it is very confidential. I lean back against the headboard and open a random app to keep my hands occupied and lessen my jitteriness. My palms were profusely sweating and increased tenfold by mom’s presence. What if she finds out and Maia gets punished? No, I can’t let her get in trouble. I’m
[Valerie]We remained silent for a while. “Let’s go back. We are leaving soon,” Elias said, and it was then I realised that we had stopped. I nodded without looking at him. Even though I wanted to tell him about the dream/vision, I couldn’t. The words were at the tip of my tongue, but they won’t escape my lips. I balled my hands into fists at the thought that maybe… maybe I might have to tone down the power outburst. Even if I might not be able to manifest much during the actual Challenge. “Valerie.” I let out a surprised squeak and gazed at my mentor, who stared back amusedly before fishing out something from his trench coat pocket. It was a small bottle of the size of my palm, filled with a greenish liquid inside. “What is this?” I did not hide my repulsive reaction. He held it up and said, “It’s for an emergency. I made this potion. Take one sip if or after any other episode happens?” “You mean, if I go bonkers with the powers again, I should take a sip from it immediately? Wh
[At the former Dragon Queen and King’s residence a few hours ago] [Clyde] “Father,” I announced my arrival, as I have done since the age of 13. He gave a curt nod. However, when I entered the living room, I saw who else was present. I was annoyed when I saw Zenith sitting beside my mother. One of the Elders was also present as well. Before I could voice my question regarding Zenith’s presence, dad said, “It’s been too long since she visited. Even after coming back, she has been staying at the guest house. So, I thought it was good to call her over as well. After all, this is a family matter.” He smiled at her. I bristled. Well, if she considered us family, she shouldn’t have left. But I did not say this aloud. “Of course.” My noncommittal reply was met with a glare and a frown. My mom looked at me with disapproval, but I couldn’t even pretend to feel guilty. When I informed them about Alpha Maia leaving out the part where Moran divulged that she was his mate, everyone except
[Valerie] I should be proud of myself about how I managed to reach my room without stumbling or making a fool out of myself. I should be patting my back for not keeling over with the sharp pain in my chest. I felt nauseous and dizzy. However, once I closed the door behind me , I slid to the floor, rubbing my chest to ease the pain. It was then that I let my tears fall relentlessly. The last shred of my courage slinked away. I felt weak and broken all of a sudden. More broken than I had felt when dad forbade me from coming here. For some reason, I felt more hurt than I did when I realised Kenneth and Sara were mates. More disappointed than the night when I discovered that I did not and will not meet my wolf. I felt the pain twice more than I do when I see Viola being praised for her ability and I am just given pitiful looks. I brought my knees close to my chest, hugged them close with my arms and buried my head in the hollow, sobbing my heart out. It shouldn’t hurt, rejection should
[Valerie] As I walked to the arena the next day, I was certain that I had become incapable of feeling any emotion. I felt numb. Only that. The claw marks on my palms had healed and the indents almost felt like a figment of my insane brain. I couldn’t erase the look on my face that I saw in the warped memory. Why can’t I remember? What happened after I fainted? Would Viola know? Would she tell me? My senses jarred back when I bumped into someone. “Woah, you okay?” I looked up to find myself staring at Moran. He had grasped my shoulder lightly, steadying me. I nodded and stepped back, murmuring a ‘Thank you.' “I just… got no sleep last night,” I explained, although there wasn’t any need to do so. He didn’t prod, either. However, as he fell into step with me, he asked anyway, “Worried about your cousin?” In retrospect, had I been more myself, I would have noticed a certain edge in his tone when he uttered the word ‘cousin’. I shook my head. “She is quite relieved with the ‘punis