Semua Bab A DRAGON TALE : Bab 51 - Bab 60

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,

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

His hands roamed her body through her dress but as much as he thought she looked beautiful in it, he wanted to touch her bare skin. Their kisses became heated, his hands moved to the rope on her dress and not long after he pulled it down. He kissed her delicate shoulders, his darting tongue trailing down her arm until he pulled down the sleeve on that hand. She stared at him while he repeated the same action on the other hand. Her breathing had increased and she was more aware of him than she had ever been before now. He gently pushed the gown down until it pulled around her waist, and her breasts sprung free bare for him to see. His eyes hooded a top-notch as he stared at it. Under his stare, her pale pink nipples hardened. He stared at them like he had all the time in the world. He wanted to worship and adore every inch of her, her whole essence. She was beautiful he thought to himself, her breasts were just the right size, fitting for her body, perky. His hands cupped one of them

The festivities began in earnest, food was served to all the members of the court and the whole of Islandia. They conversed in high tones amongst themselves, their faces beamed with smiles as they feasted. Dragomir lazily sipped his wine as he watched the crowd, he was present with them but he was not present. He yearned to be with Raisel to hold her in his arms, to feel the touch of her caressing hands, he got up immediately unable to keep it in any longer. He gulped down the contents of his glass and moved towards the door, Sahar cornered him before he could exit the door, “Dragomir”, she said with a pained expression. “Sahar” “What exactly does she mean to you?”, she asked. He thought about it, it was indescribable, mere words didn’t do it for him, he merely smiled, “She means more to me than everything else I hold dear combined, I will gladly give my life up for her if need be” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, her face was a mixture of emotions from jealousy to pain, th

Raisel ran towards Dragomir’s tent, in her hands were a lot of papers. They were guards stationed outside, when they saw her they greeted her and gave way for her. When she entered the chambers, as soon as she saw him, a small smile crept on her lips. It was the cutest sight ever. He was still dressed in his royal regalia that he wore earlier, his crown had tipped slightly but it was still on his head. He laid halfway on the bed, his one leg was on the bed while the other was on the floor. He was snoring slightly, and a half-eaten apple was in his hand. She walked closer to him, her eyes lit up in admiration for this man, now she knew why he had not come to see her earlier. He was exhausted. She took the apple from his hand and set it aside. She laid the books and papers she came with on the bed. She removed his crown carefully and laid it aside. She gently roused him, “Dragomir, I need you to wake up. I have something to tell you” He mumbled some incoherent words but he did not w