Samantha POV I haven't seen the outside of the room in three days. I haven't spoken to another human in days. They come and give me food and water. That was it. Come to think of it I haven't seen my luggage. I am still in the same clothes I had on when they bought me. The key turns in the door. I stood up and waited. A woman came in. She was quiet and reserved. She has a bruise on her neck. "I brought you some clothes and some water to wash in." She hands me some clothes and places the bucket next to me. The clothes looked like a maid's outfit. It was this awful grey color. It was a dress, but it looked too small to fit me. The lady was wearing the exact same outfit. "What is your name?" The woman ignores me. She doesn't even look in my direction. "Hello, you know you can speak to me. I just want to know what is going on." The lady places her hand on my mouth. There is fear in her eyes. "No names, okay. I do not want to learn your name just in case you die. There have been ele

Samantha POV I have been in this hell hole for a week. I can't believe that I have gotten used to the pain. It rarely bothers me. What does bother me is the fact that I haven't died yet. Somedays I do wish for death to come and get me. Master Mark is cruel. There is not one day that goes by without him hitting me. He always finds something that I do wrong. I have to say that there is one good thing that came from all this. Laria and I have become great friends. Today I am going to meet the king. What Laria told me about him made my hair stand up. He is the type of person that makes our master look like a puppy. He kills people when they defy him. "You look better. Remember you do not talk unless spoken to. I do not want you to embarrass me in front of the king." Master walked out of the room and I trailed behind him. Larai is walking beside me. Once again her head was bowed down towards the ground. Together we walked into the castle. I look to Laria to see what she is doing. S

King Ate "We need to find out what is going on Mark. This is not right. All the dragons have been accounted for. That is if we do not account for Mister Jacksons' daughter that mysteriously vanished eighteen years ago." I can feel a headache coming along. "Why are you so invested, Ate?" Mark looks at me suspiciously. "I told Mister Jackson a week ago that I am going to pull back the soldiers that are looking for their daughter. I took their hope away and now look. She miraculously turns up right here under our noses? How is that even possible?" I start rubbing my temple. "That is true, but that is not all. Ate we have been friends before you became king. I think I know you better than you know yourself. There is something else that is bothering you. If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to. What bothers me is the fact that we did not sense that she is a dragon. How do you explain that?" Mark frowns. That is also a fact that is bothering me. "I ask one of our doctors t

Samantha POV I look around the room that the king brought me to. There is a big bed in the middle of the room. The carpet is brown and fluffy. I take off my shoes and dug my feet into the carpet. It is so soft underneath my feet. I walk closer to the bed and sat down. In all my years on the earth, I have never seen a nicer room. I lay down on the bed and look up at the ceiling. I was woken up by a knock on the door. I must have fallen asleep. I don't blame myself since the bed is comfy. I open the door. There was a woman on the opposite side with a rack full of clothes. "Hi, my name is Jodie. I am king Ate's personal shopper." She pushes past me into the room. "Hi Jodie, my name is Samantha." I close the door behind me. "O, I know who you are. I think the whole island knows about it now. The old people love to gossip. But that is not why I am here. King Ate send me here to get you some clothes. What do you need?" Jodie starts flipping through the clothes on the rack. "Will i

Samantha POV I guess I should go on and apologize. King Ate didn't do anything wrong, except to go digging into my past. That is not okay, but I guess he should find out want happened. I have been walking around outside for quite some time. There are no trees or flowers like on the werewolf island. This is more rock than anything else. I kid you not. I always thought that the human island was depressing, but I was mistaken. There was at least a little grass. One of the soldiers has kept an eye on me since I came outside. It is both reassuring and creepy at the same time. I don't think that I will have any alone time if I stay here. All I ever wanted was to be free. Not even after I found out I was a dragon have I been free. "Miss the king wants me to escort you to his office." I fold my hands over my chest. "Hello. my name is Samantha. All of you dragons need to learn manners." He just shakes his head and starts walking. I sigh and follow him. I guess no one has manners. The s