Satou Pendragon Romane & Geschichten

the chamber. As Atlas entered the chamber he noticed that the walls simmered a vibrant shade of silver. As he looked around, he saw what looked to be an altar. The altar was under a hole in the roof of the cave which allowed the moon's light to beam in and shine down on the altar, making it glow the color of the moon. The dragon cleared his throat, making Atlas jump out of his gaze from the alter. When he asked, "Why did you bring me here?" he looked at him back at the altar and then back at Atlas before replying. "If you must know, then listen to what I have to say and don't lose your temper. Promise me that, and I will tell you why you are here." Atlas looked at the dragon with a question

Knight Commander Auger finally left the horde of soldiers, as he went forward a little to welcome his guest. “Good morning, esteemed guests from Ntiti Republic. My name is Knight Commander Auger. I’m the Knight Commander in charge of the Camelot army.” He greeted with a smile while extending his hand outwards for a handshake. The visitor in the suit smiled brightly in return, as he took the Knight Commander’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you, esteemed Knight Commander. My name is David Sato, from the house of Sato.” “Ahh!! You’re a descendent of the legendary Kaito Sato. It’s honor to meet you, sir,” the Knight Commander responded politely while feeling a little surprised.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

My gaze drifts toward the distant valley where the first faint glimmers of dragonfire appear against the night sky. They are close now. Very close. I imagine her among them. Seraphina. I remember the first time I heard whispers of her. The Madrigal girl who survived the tunnels. The girl who played music that could pull dragons from the sky. The girl Aurelion claimed as his mate. My fingers curl slowly into fists. She should have been mine. Not his. Never his. I could have taught her what that power truly meant. Could have guided it. Shaped it.

he repeated firmly, the deep echo of his voice reverberating through the room. “And no one questions what I claim.” My heart dropped, and my stomach churned with something unfathomable. I could feel the sound of my own heart shattering in my own ears. “Then it is settled,” an elder said, jolting me from my reverie. And just like that, I'd been claimed by a man who'd never shown me his face–Prince Darion. …

Ferguson's eyebrows knotted as his eyes squinted. “I didn't mean to raise my voice at you my Lord,” she said, making a little bow. “It's just… You always work your ass off looking after this pack might not have the time to show me the place because of your busy schedule. That's why I want us to finish up today,” her hands caressed his stubble. “I can never be too busy for my Luna,” he pulled her close. “You know this.” He planted a kiss on her forehead. The chains clanged as Ferguson opened the door to the sacrarium. He walked to one end of the wall. A sword hung there. The handle was shaped like a dragon. The blade was slim and its tip glimmered. He ran his hand over it.

*** Far away, in the forest clearing, Irmak slept deeply between the warm bodies of Kuzey and Átila, unaware of the red eyes that once again materialized among the trees, watching every breath and every unconscious movement of her naked body. The twin dragons, however, felt a slight ripple in the magic. Kuzey opened one golden eye, sniffing the air. “Something is wrong,” he murmured. Átila tightened his arm around Irmak’s waist, protective. “Someone is watching us.” They did not yet know it, but the siege had already begun. Lord Vortigern was not merely an ambitious noble. He was a man driven by hatred, lust, and an insane desire to possess what he could never have honestly.

Her dragon, Tyffyn, dives underneath her, catching her easily before lifting up in the sky. I hear Bynjym rumbling unhappily. Tyffyn and Soma are our most recently bonded pair. They need more training. Soma can’t fall off her dragon like that. Our focus needs to be proteicting Ylys and finding the egg. I nock another arrow and let it fly, just as Bynjym turns another corner. “BYNJYM!” I yell, watching as the harpoon turns toward Ylys.

I swallowed, trying to calm my panicking and fear stricken mind, that's close to impossible. Sophia gave me an apologetic look, and smiled, “How can I leave you? I need to use the restroom, I'll be back. If you don't believe me, hold this.” She said, giving me a pendant, which was carved into a dragon, the tiny stones on it, shimmering under light. This might be expensive, with that i nodded and she left.

There are too many new people coming around her all of a sudden. I turn back to the books I have sprawled out all over my desk. I have been researching more about the silver dragons and Ryuu. I hoping to find any clues that can help us determine whether Davina really is the reincarnation. If she is we will have no idea what to expect or if there will be any powers we are not aware of she will possess. The head warlock, Dimitri, is also scouring his books for information.