All Chapters of The Dragon King's Betrothed : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It was seconds, I could tell, but the stare-down between myself and the woman who was trying very hard to make it into number one on my hated list seemed to go on for eternity. The noises and excitement from the feast seemed to die around me, and it felt like I was back in the desert.    And Desena was a reminder of why I left this world in the first place.   "Is there a problem?" I placed a hand on my hip, arching an eyebrow.   Her head reared back a bit, probably in surprise that I decided it was worth the effort to speak to her. This indeed was the first time a dialogue between us was happening.   "Why should you believe something is amiss?" She copied my posture. "You have returned, have you not?"   "Don't act like you are happy," I clicked my

Ramon set me down on my feet, and I stretched.   "Well, that was a nice ride," I said, shutting my eyes as a cold wind momentarily graced my face.   The D-day had arrived, and Ramon had flown me out of the kingdom and to the intended destination.   The cave of fire.   "You know I think I'm ready to fly on your dragon form," I said to him. "The idea doesn't sound so scary anymore."   "That remains to be seen," he chuckled. "You know I stand by my word. My dragon is only summoned for combat."   "Well, that sucks."   "Do not be disheartened. In time, you will find your own dragon, and the desire to ride me will gradually be forgotten."  

"For the tenth time, Irene, your request is denied. I refuse to summon my dragon." A deep scowl marred Ramon's facial features as he stepped towards the exit of the cave.   "Come on." I pouted, rushing after him.   One would think after a peaceful night of sleep, I would be bright and cheery, with the next thing on my mind being how to return to the kingdom and push forward in the goal of unlocking my powers.   That was not the case.   After one of the best bathing sessions of my life in the water, my urge to ride a dragon had increased, much to Ramon's growing annoyance.    "Why are you even adamant on this?" His forehead creased. "I thought we agreed the previous day that it remains to be seen and the time will come."  

~RAMON~   I settled upon the floor, crossed my legs, and shut my eyes to begin the meditation process.   This sacred place, large enough to house thousands of titanic creatures, was the dragon crypt. This place, which was located in the palace underground, was where the souls of the dragon rulers of old dwelled when they passed on. In time, this would be my place. But the manner in which I would enter had not been decided yet.    And that was why I sought help from the dragons of old. The growing concern within my heart was beginning to hinder my thoughts.   The pyramid of Goras.   I had made peace with the fact that I was going to accept Irene for who she was, memories or not. If the stars refused to grant her memories of her past life, that woul

A loud cry from the woman who seemed to have the advantage silenced the cheering crowd.    Sylvira had backed away from me, clutching at her breasts, her eyes wide like saucers. Surprisingly, she managed the pain well. I needed no soothsayer to tell me how much it hurt, considering how large her boobs were.   Using that split opportunity of a temporary freedom I created for myself, I glanced at the stands, from the sea of surprised faces in the crowd to the royal brothers. Ramon and Rothrar shared similar looks. Their mouths hung open, and I swore they looked like cartoon comical twins. I would have exploded into fits of giggles if I wasn't half worried about the outcome of the fight I was going through. Shifting my gaze to Desena, her eyes were as wide as saucers. For some reason, that gave me a boost of confidence. Now she knew that I wasn't to be taken for granted if she ever wanted