Soon enough the Master, imperial doctor, arrived. He also had been waiting at the door for too long. He had paced in front of the doors a little, put his ears against them for a while then sensing something was a miss, he had ordered the soldiers to immediately barge in.
The chaos that followed was very much indescribable. Everybody was too shocked and scared at what greeted them."Wherever did the queen go? What are we supposed to do? " Came a panicked wail from a lady in waiting."The king will not keep any of us alive. Scatter around. Look for anything. Anything that might let us know what happened. " exclaimed another with her hands over her head.The Master, however, silently looked around the room for some times. He went about touching the bed the queen was on and sniffed what he touched repeatedly. He then went about touching and sniffing several other items and then with a very serious look, stormed out of the room. He went straight towards the ministers' residential quaters. He barged in without permission inside the chief minister's office."Master, Master, you can't come in like this. Let us ask for permission… " The guards were desperately but respectfully trying to stop him, but he came face to face with the minister attending a meeting, nevertheless.The chief minister looked up and immediately dismissed the guard and the other officials, after seeing the look on Masters face."What happened Master? " He immediately asked him as soon as they were alone."The king needs to return right now. " He announced urgently."Why? What happened? Word was sent, if you are worried about the queen's condition.But you know he takes his own time and decision. " The minister tried explaining."His child might be in danger. " The Master said a little louder this time."What? Is her condition that bad? " The minister asked worried."The queen is missing, " The Master turned to reply."What? The queen what? " The Minister felt like the earth under his feet was gone, " What do you even mean? ""I think she did it on purpose. This brings to light another serious issue. There is a blood thirsty imposter ,right inside the Royal palace . "The Master said with his brows raised.The minister looked at him one last time and then hurried inside his back office. He unlocked the treasure chest there and quickly brought out the ancient telecommunication mirror. It was a magical mirror that let dragons communicate face to face from any distance. But it's use was limited as it drew power from the Blue Moon.The minister right away tried connecting with Draco. After a few failed attempts, the perfectly sculpted face of their king immerged infront of them. He was what seemed like , in the middle of a training ground."What made you use the telecommunication mirror at this time, Minister? " Draco called out."Hail the dragon Lord, I dared not disturb you my lord. But Master here had something important to say. " He turned the mirror towards the Master."My greetings Master" Draco bowed before him, " I thought you were in meditation. What happened? " Draco asked. He had practically grown up under Master. He regarded him as nothing less than a father figure. Their bond was something enviable." Draco, you need to come over right now. " The Master literally ordered, without even bothering to give an explanation. " We can't replenish this mirror's power at our will , so i will explain everything once you are here. I will meet you at the north-easthern entrance to your castle. Be there on time. Hail the dragon Lord. " The Master wrapped the mirror and handed it over to the minister . He then left the place in as much hurry as he had come in with.Draco knew something huge was up back at the palace. He had been married to his queen the last season. He was actually very reluctant with his marriage. His only focus in life, had been to perfect himself and his skills. He hardly ever had to or thought to give anything other than self perfection any room or space in his daily routine. But he had to marry in the last season if he wanted to keep his throne. He had been a king and single for decades . His family had left no stone unturned to persuade him to get a bride. But he never felt like he wanted to share his life with another. However, the high priest had suddenly called for an urgent meeting with the Royal descendants."Listen carefully, o! remnants of the great dragon bloodline. " He had warned them from his trance-like state, " A mighty calamity is about to be ushered in this blessed realm.If the progeny of this pure bloodline is not secured, there hovers a terrible uncertainty over its future. Listen, loud and clear, o! protectors of the mighty dragon clan, protect the threshold of your homes before the last season is past. "His warning had left no other option for Draco to either marry before the last season was gone or to abandon his throne and hand it over to any of the others in waiting, so that they could be a ruler with progeny, to guard the realm from the upcoming turmoil.So Draco had finally agreed to the nuptials. He hadn't even bothered to meet or know about the girl that was going to be his mate. For him, it was another one of those difficult missions that needed to be done with.Even the pregnancy of his wife and the eventual birthing process of his first child, were all part of the game of thrones for him. He was happy, really happy, when he had first heard the news. Not because he was going to be a father. Not because it felt so special. But because it was a seal. A seal that marked the invincibility of his kinghood. A seal that meant there would never ever again be a dispute about who the authority belonged to, as long as he was alive.So naturally when he was sent the news about his wife's difficult labour, he hadn't paid much attention, thinking it was the women's and doctor's department. He had other important works at hand that he needed to tend to. His heart didn't even flinch once out of concern for the to-be mother of his child.However, now that the Master had called him back, he knew something grave was happening back at the castle. He wasted no time briefing his subordinates at the borders, before heading right back to his appointed place."There should be no room for even a minute's hindrance to our honourable plans. My absence, rebounds your responsibilities. Every general should report back right on time. And every subordinate must report back to me on their regular basis. Is that understood? " He roared."Yes my Lord. Hail to the dragon kingdom. " Echoed across the grounds as Draco blasted off, into the clouds, towards his destination.Liana's eyes rapidly battered as she came back to her senses. Her instinctive response , the moment she came around, was to start looking for Damian. "Damian, Damian, " She was screaming as she tried to get up. "Sssshhhhhh, " A warm but strong hand slapped her on the forehead. "Ouch! " She immediately fell back on the ground, reeling in pain. "Look at you, wriggling like a snake on the ground in pain but still trying to save a dragon child in that condition. Hilarious. " the loud and husky voice smirked and laughed as Liana's blood trickled down her forehead. She touched her head to wipe the blood away. As she touched her head, she found her head was wrapped in cloth, as if bandaged to stop it from bleeding. She looked up at the towering figure standing right infront of her. He was still smiling and laughing as if her weakness amused him. As Liana looked carefully, her eyes clearing up a bit, she found it was the same inhuman creature that was giving her a death chase a few
Liana's mind instantly traveled back to the time when she had first found her adopted son, her life, her Damian - Liana was sitting by the window, gazing at the bright red moon.It wasn't very often that one got to catch a glimpse of the crimson ball.The sky was crispy clear too. It looked magical from every angle.She had found herself drawn to another dimension, simply by staring at it. Things weren't very good at home either. She had just hung up after yet another heated argument with her mother. Ever since her father died, her mother had been a totally different person. She had left Liana in the care of workers and set off, wanting to make a fortune for herself. She sure was successful in multiplying the wealth her father had left behind. But she had no room or space for Liana in her world anymore. Liana was just another liability for her. The only time she had for Liana was to sign her monthly allowance cheque. At first it deeply disturbed Liana. She was very close with her fa
Liana looked to and fro. There was no mistake that Draco and Damian shared striking resemblance. The hair line, the jaw, even the way their eyebrows moved were similar. As Liana stared she could clearly see that the olive in their eye sparkled with the same hue. "You can see it, can't you? " Draco pulled Liana closer as she looked up, puzzled as to what she aught to have seen. "See what? You mean... " she was about the mention the unquestionable similarities but as usual she was cut short by him. " The mark. The Dynasty Marking. You can see it right? " Liana had no clue what Draco was implying but she felt an urgent need to get away from his iron grip. The way his hands held her at the middle of her spine made a constant tingling sensation run around her core and belly. She looked up into his eye, one last time, in a attempt to correctly answer his question so he would let her go. There was a distinct spiral in the iris, around which was wrapped a serpent like something. But it ha
There was quick successions of tapping on the roof top followed by a few chilly winds. Even the hair strands on Liana's body, screamed in panic. It was like watching some horror show, holding your breath anticipating, but the difference was she was actually living inside it. Liana started having an emptiness growing inside her pit. Like something was sucking at her very core and it's made her weak at her knees. " Steady! They can sense fear and pain. " Draco ordered, helping Liana recuperate. The glass at the back shattered as Liana saw what she should not have seen. A deformed face with bifurcated eyes. Made of thick dark smog, dripping as it crawled, inhumanely upside down, hanging from the wall. It jumped from one side , then it went to the next, but before Liana could move, it was standing against her breast. She felt the cold sweat form on her forehead and under the nose. It tilted itself in strange angles as above Liana's head it rose. " Surrender! By your Majesty's Order!
Liana turned the tap off to sush the sound of the running water. "Did you get the television on all by yourself? "Liana peeped over from the kitchen sink as the sound from the Hall blasted her ear drums. Draco looked at Liana with such an expression that was a mixture of disbelief with wonder. "What does your question even mean? " Of course he sounded very offended. " Oh! So you did switch it on by yourself. My bad. I thought you were some kind of an ancient Dad. I mean like from the books - 'Old, grumpy, rustic dragons, vicious and wild, eager to take over lands'... "but yet again Liana was cut short as Draco jumped over the couch and was beside her even before her eyelids could move up half a milimeter. "I don't no about the rest but they did get the vicious part correct, " He pulled her close with one hand behind her waist as she lifted both her dirty hands, still inside the washing gloves. "and if you so insist, we can check about the authenticity about the Wild, title, "
The crystalline dew, resting on the transparent leaf of the Olive Tree beside her window looked as surreal as her marriage prospect with the King. Draco, the mighty, popular, philanderer, sybarite owner of the present Dragon realm. He was the most self-centred person she had ever known. Most vicious, hot headed, even cruel to some extent. But then why didn't she oppose the proposal? Why wasn't she upset when they sent the betrothal gifts? Moreover, why did her heart leap with joy, every time they mentioned him? Kiara had grown up with the rest of the Royal children, Draco and his brethren. She was the daughter of Draco's father's most trusted Officer. From the moment her eyes had layed it's glance on Draco, her heart wasn't her's anymore. She had fallen badly in love with a man, who was devoid of pitiful emotions. Her heart beat everytime he moved past her. At every word he uttered. Even though he was always surrounded with girls. For Kiara , it never mattered. "He is here my lady
Kiara had her limp body carried inside the mossy cave by the maid she had chosen to be her confidant. "Hold on my lady. We are almost there. "The poor thing kept reassuring. But Kiara was in no stare to share her care. They were both doomed. Both knew none of them would leave that cave alive. Yet they had to do what needed to be done. The Heir was very important to the King. Kiara tangled the Vines of Youth in both her hands, drawing a few more drops of strength from them. They were inside the Eternal Cave. It was a one way route. But that was the precise reason Kiara had chosen to come there. That was the only place they would not be found. Kiara knew her Kingdom was in deep trouble, the moment she realised she had been poisoned. But she dared not divulge the fact, least it would ensure choas and further harm her lad. Yes her lad. She was told it would be a boy. She had been blessed by the Guardian Mother's in the Floral fields of their Dragon Realm. " My lady. Bear a little.
Liana found herself in the middle of the white ocean once again. The waves. The current. Tossing her turning her. Playing with her. Like they were in an endless game. It wasn't the first time she found her in that serenity. This place was somewhere she visit quite a lot in her haze. She looked around at the bright aura surrounding the environment. It felt like a mother's lap. The warmth. The peace. The mellowness. It felt more like a mother's womb, to be very precise. Liana shifted a little. There was something blocking the lights from reaching her face. She tried removing it with both her hands but without any success. " Aaawww! " Liana sank as she tried chasing the shadow further, but she fell with a loud thud, on her shin. " Mummy! " She yelled, rubbing her bruise, and her drooling lips. " Do you always dance in your sleep? ""Gosh! GOD! DRACO! " Liana caught her chest, startled by the questioning Draco, staring in her face. He moved back at her remark. Then kept staring, sta