Nemesis was pacing the corridors of the elite quarter that Draco had alloted him, in the letter that he left for Master. Master was very, very sceptical but he did follow Draco's order. Nemesis however was having a sleepless night because he knew that he had sent Draco to his eminent demise while he himself was sitting there, enjoying the hospitality of his cousin. "Ahhhhhhh....! "He let out a loud roar in frustration. "This is all that I ever wanted. I am finally at the point where I will be able to see all my plan work. Damn it! Why then am I feeling so restless? What is this guilt that is weighing around my neck? "Just then the door flung open, " May I come in Nemesis? "It was Master. " Yes. Yes of course. "He made way for Master as he came in with his hands behind him, his half moon glasses all the way down on his nose and his eyes glaring at Nemesis, but he had a pretend smile on his lips. " I hope there is nothing lacking in our hospitality? "He asked as he circled a
The battle raged on with a deafening cacophony of roars, screams, and blasts of fire and dark magic. The sky was shrouded in a thick veil of smoke and ash, and the ground trembled with the impact of every blow.The dragons, led by the fierce Master had been fighting tooth and claw to defend themselves from the undead demons of the Netherworld. The demons, however, seemed to have an endless supply of minions, and they had been slowly overpowering the dragons.Just when it seemed like all was lost, a voice boomed from the shadows of the Netherworld, startling both the dragons and the demons. The voice was deep and powerful, reverberating through the air like thunder."Hold on, dragons," the voice said. "Do not lose hope. For I am with you."The dragons looked around, trying to locate the source of the voice. They knew that the Netherworld was a place of darkness and evil, and they had never expected to hear anything but the cackles of demons and the screams of the damned.There was trick
I knew that I shouldn't be here, but I couldn't resist the pull of the woman I loved.I failed to find her in the Netherworlds. I failed to find her soul there. Would it be possible to find it here? I was back in the human world. The place where the memories of our time together were too strong. This was the place where we had shared so many moments together, where we had laughed and cried, and where we had fallen in love. Now, it was just a shell of what it once was, a place filled with memories that haunted me.I found myself walking towards the house we had shared, her house. As I approached the door, I hesitated. Would I find her things still there? Would I be able to handle seeing them again? But I knew that I had to try. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The first thing I noticed was the silence. The place was still, devoid of the sounds of her laughter and her voice. I walked slowly through the rooms, taking in everything that was there. Her clothes still hung in the
"You disgust me, Dragon Lord. You always have! "Lucian's face had no expression. Draco tried to read between his words but his vision was constantly getting clouded with negative visions. " Lucian. I am telling you, I am not in the mood."Draco tried resisting the vision with a raised hand. Lucian caught it instead and twisted it with such force, that Draco was taken by shock and he let a little cry out. " Look as you. Have a good look at yourself Draco. What is it that you have but I do not? Yet, you are the legitimate son while I am a bastard."Lucian took one step towards Draco at a time. "You got the throne without even raising a single finger,while I was left,just to become your assistant.You took my first love away. You made her carry your seed even though you never loved her."Lucian had Draco's collar between his claws at this point, while he carried on. " Lucian... Don't... Please don't go where you are going! I am not in control... "Draco could feel something siniste
It was the middle of the night. The Dragon Palace was shrouded in an eerie silence as the crystal waters of the lake surrounding it glimmered in the moonlight. The air was thick .As if it was tensed with a sense of anticipation, as if something magical was about to happen.Suddenly, the water on the lake began to ripple and swirl, as if something was stirring beneath the surface.The dragons stirred in their slumber,their senses picking up the change in the air consistency of the Dragon Realm. "What's going on?" asked a young dragon, his scales bristling with excitement."I don't know," replied an elder dragon, her eyes fixed on the lake. "But I sense that something magical is happening."One by one every dragon in the kingdom began pouring in. They gathered around the lake, each looking at the other's face with question in their eyes. Unable to make out what really was happening in front of them. As they watched, a single stem began to rise from the center of the lake, reaching u
Kiara's eyes flickered open. She took a deep breath, feeling the cool air of the dragon realm fill her lungs for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. Her senses slowly started to awaken, and she became aware of the world around her, slowly but steadily. At first, she felt disorientated, not quite sure where she was or how long she had been gone. She blinked her eyes, trying to clear her vision, and took a few deep breaths, trying to steady herself. Slowly but surely, her memories started to return, and she remembered her fiery end and her eyes popped open with a jolt. At that realisation, she lets out a low, guttural growl, her anger building as she remembered the betrayal that led to her death. Her scales, once a vibrant shade of emerald green, started glinting with an intense red hue, a reflection of her simmering rage.As she slowly roses to her feet, her powerful muscles flexing, she stretched out her wings, feeling the weight of what seemed like, centuries of sleep
The realisation of the fact that the one you loved with all your heart, has now given his heart away to someone else, isn't easy... Is it? Kiara stood in front of the wall in her old room. It had a wall so shiny that she could clearly see her entire reflection. Her hand was spread on the wall as she looked herself up and down. Her beautiful features were just the same. Young and vibrant, as if untouched by death. She looked down at her lower half and touched herself down from the lower abdomen. The skin was fit and fine. There was no distress left. No sign from the horrors that her body had to bear while she have birth to her child. Did Draco forget all about it as well? Had he really moved on? She looked at her face as her fingers touched her cheeks. She stretched the soft and supple skin as it bounced on her perfectly sculpted facial features. Then smiled sadly, " This is not the face he is in love with... "Her eyes shined as they moistened. " Will he even recognise me an
Master was sitting alone in his room, drinking alone. It was clear that his mind was preoccupied and he looked a little disturbed. His mind was consumed with thoughts of the queen's mysterious resurrection. He pondered over the strange circumstances surrounding her return to life, unable to shake off the feeling that something significant was at play. His brow furrowed as he brooded, lost in the depths of his contemplation.Just as the silence of his solitude began to settle, the door to his room burst open, and Raba, rushed in, her scales shimmering with urgency. "Master!" Raba exclaimed, breathless from her haste. " I beg your pardon for this rudeness but you must come quickly! "Master's eyes widened in surprise, his thoughts abruptly interrupted. " There is something really urgent that you need to see! "She literally grabbed Master's wrist and pulled him towards the Royal security chambers. " Raba, what's happening? "He asked unable to hold back his curiosity. For Raba to be