Demetria's lips parted slightly. That was quick. She expected her father to try to learn more about her beast, but not that fast. The girl fixed imaginary creases on her dress, looking him straight in the eyes. She trembled internally yet maintained to keep a calm expression. - My dragon? - Demetria asked as she was trying to confirm she heard him correctly. Her father leaned to the back of his chair and smirked at her. - Exactly. I am assuming your beast has been awakened for a while already. The girl felt nervousness rising in her body. What was the reason for this sudden interest? Weren't they supposed to have some father-daughter conversation first? - Her name is Elena, and she has been with me since my eighteen birthday. - Demetria decided to tell him the truth, hoping it would be enough information for her father. She quickly discovered how wrong she was. - Can you describe her? Is she beautiful? - Lucius asked with growing interest.Demetria almost shivered, hearing thos

Demetria still tried to come around her last encounter with her father. There was no doubt all his friendly, fatherly questions aimed to find out more about her. And probably use this knowledge against the girl in the future. Since she arrived here, the Dragon King fed her with lies, hoping she was young and naive. But Demetria read through him straight away. Every person in this castle shivered with fear whenever he was close, not that Lucius paid attention to anyone. The girl had few chances to watch her father's behavior around others, and he treated them as if they were way below his level. In most situations, he did not even spare them a glance, which was a good thing in Demetria's opinion. She was not that lucky since Lucius tried to keep her close at any time, showing her off like a bright new toy. The girl met most of the important and influential people in the castle. All tall and proud, crawled before her father, hoping for a speck of his attention. They would agree with ev

A cold smile spread on Callista's face when she was looking at the girl. This little bit*ch was disrespectful, but today it will end. The which was buzzing with excitement. If that would not be inappropriate, she would do the happy dance right here, right now. The moment of her triumph was close. When Callista heard from Kylan that Demetria's dragon was white, she barely managed to hold on till the end of their meeting. She was ready to run straight to King's room and share this news with him. It has been decades since the last white dragon was born. Their existence became a legend or myth. And now they were all going to witness the return of legend. Of course, for the girl, it meant nothing good. - Are you sure? - Lucius asked her as soon as Callista told him the news. - The boy is pretty confident about what he saw. - The witch retorted, making herself comfy in one of the chairs.- He had no idea why it was so important. Nevertheless, he was willing to share everything he knew.

The feeling of freedom was overwhelming. Demetria had a few chances to fly under her mother's barrier, but it could not be compared to what she was experiencing now. Only the sky was her limit. The girl felt sorry for the shifters who were bound to the earth. She was hitting the air with her enormous wings, getting higher and higher. It was freezing in here, but Demetria could not care less. - It is fantastic!- She almost screamed in her mind, breaking through another cloud. - Now I understand why you were missing it so much. ~ It would be better if we did not have this extra tail.~ Elena replied dryly. Demetria did a barrel in the air and noticed two dragons following her in the distance. The feeling of freedom shrunk instantly. Of course, her father would not allow her to fly without the spies. He would call it protection, but the girl knew better. They were here to observe and report on everything she did. Demetria tried to ignore them, but the joy of flying was gone. The freedo

Demetria was facing the couple with her eyes narrowed. Callista was squeezing the book as if the answers she wished to hear could come from it. -Can I ask what I owe this displeasure? I did not have a kid*apping in my plans today. - The girl spoke with a poker face. They were wasting their time if they were here to make her confess she was a white dragon. Callista grinned and pushed the picture before Demetria's face again. - Does it look familiar to you?- She asked dryly. Kylan stood behind her with a smirk dancing on his lips. - It looks like a dragon. I thought you lived here long enough to know that. - Demetria replied, shooting her brow and crossing her arms on her chest. She tried to look as relaxed as possible, hoping they would lose their confidence. Callista hissed slightly. It was evident she was getting annoyed since Demetria was unwilling to cooperate. - This dragon is white. Have you seen one ?- She asked straightforwardly. - No, have you?- The girl replied with he