ã€ŠScales and Honor: Emerald Secretsã€‹


 Emerald Secrets: Prologue

    <u>Prologue</u>

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    The sun rose on the forest of despair, casting a warm, honied glaze to every speck of bark and leaf that showed its darkened form. It was a magnificent painting that rose out of the land, a treasure trove of nature where no man dared tread. For it was here that folks told stories of twisted trees with wooden fingers that could speak, monsters that would gobble up those unaware, and a dozen other mis-shaped things that would rip the weak of heart to ribbons. They wouldn¡¯t even fly above such a place, for rumors circulated of thousands of little hands that would spring from the emerald canopy to snatch you from the very sky itself. But this place was far greater than any myth that could be attributed to it. For within this place lurked something greater. The Emerald Lady.

    Dragoness with no equal. Said to have walked the land for thousands of years and seen what came before recorded time. Beneath her shadow carried the greatest of protections and to find yourself in her gaze almost brought about your destructions. Every branch, rock, winding river and berry covered plant could be considered hers. One giant kingdom of nature to rule as she saw fit. To which she did so with chilling efficiency. It was her influence that kept the Lumarian¡¯s at bay. Made their flying vessels of hardened wood and steel seek other avenues of travel. It was here within this woodland domain that dwelled another dragon. One with bright emerald scales. For this was her son, Cordenth.

    He was laying on his belly atop a great grey stone rock, one almost the size of his very body. Bright yellow eyes like that of a sunflower peered downwards towards a winding creek, the water bubbling and filling the air with an all too pleasing ambient sound. He dared not move from this spot, too lost in the enjoying warmth that was flowing into his onyx underscales that dotted his frame. Segmented plates that ran from his neck all the way to the tip of his frilled tail. He leaned forward to the mirror like waters, admiring the same scales that protected areas of his snout. Right between his eyes and below them to be precise. He grinned at the handsome reflection glancing back at him. Showing off his numerous pristine teeth able to rip through any creature he chose.

    Today was just like any day he spent here. Trying to not drift off into a heat induced sleep, while focusing on his spellcasting. Something his twin brother was always better at. Though he had to take pride in what he was better at. That was of course everything else. Faster, stronger, better looking. He swished his tail proudly, swelling his chest to take on an aura of regalness. He even rose his wings, flaring them out so he could glimpse the yellow zig zag lines that ran along the base of them. His frills along side his head ruffled in the morning breeze, joining that of the ones lining his head all the way down to his tail. The perfect image of a green dragon starting adulthood. Yet despite that he found himself under the shadow of his mother. His snout wrinkled as her eyes appeared in the waters. Two lavender spectres that mocked him. Insisting he was nothing more than a whelp. Not ready to face the outside world.

    ¡°Enough admiring of yourself?¡± Came the voice of his brother, the near identical green male swooping overhead with a throaty chuckle. He landed a short distance away with a swift back-wing, his neck curling down to inspect the satchel wound around his neck. Making sure the parchments within were all still in place.

    Cordenth scowled. Of course his relaxing time would be interrupted by a green snout. ¡°Oh Lyyreth. How na?ve of you to think I was admiring myself. What do you think I am? Some egotistical sack of scales?¡±

    He dipped an onyx taloned paw into the water, enjoying the cooler sensation as he splashed it around. ¡°I was simply practicing a spell to control water! You know me better than that.¡±

    ¡°Indeed.¡± The chipped horned head of his brother tilted, striding over with pinned wings against his back. Unlike Cordenth, Lyyreth had a yellow, wave like pattern at the base of his lime colored wing membranes. Suspicious eyes narrowed, traveling over the course of Cordenth¡¯s body from snout to tail. ¡°Though I¡¯d consider it quite odd that you¡¯re practicing spells. You¡¯ve never done it quite like that before.¡± A smirk grew upon his brother¡¯s snout, one that got right under Cordenth¡¯s scales and made them itch.

    ¡°Yes, well I was getting to it before you decided to poke in your snout.¡± He preformed the symbol for control water spell. That would wipe that smirk from his brother¡¯s snout. ¡°There¡¯s plenty that you don¡¯t know about me. Ample bits that would astound you.¡± He uttered the command phrase with a hiss, letting the magic he¡¯d practiced since he was a young age of ten spring to life within him. Like a river the icy sensation traveled from his heart to his paws. Weaving its way out of his talons.

    From the water rose a winding tendril of water. Nearly the size of a standard human. It sparkled in the afternoon sun, separating from its home to float over the running water. Within his scales he could already feel the strain, the cold shifting to a growing warmth. He was losing his connection with the spell. His muscles tensed as he held onto it, focusing his thoughts into keeping the water aloft. He wasn¡¯t going to look like a fool in front of his brother. Not when today they would set out from this forest forever. ¡°See?¡± He smirked, trying to hide the apparent strain upon his brow.

    ¡°Hmmm.¡± Lyyreth sat upon his haunches, tilting his head to the other side. For a moment Cordenth thought he¡¯d seen the quiver about his foreleg, but he said nothing about it. ¡°Turn it into a dragon then if you¡¯re so good.¡±

    Of course he¡¯d ask that.

    Cordenth¡¯s snout wrinkled. Did he know that he was just holding it up? ¡°Why bother?¡± He let the spell collapse, the water returning to the river with a splash. ¡°Why make shapes with it? I¡¯m not an artist.¡± He rose up, pinned his wings against his back and began to stroll towards the familiar forest. Lyyreth followed him, almost like a loyal dog.

    ¡°Ones that want to travel beyond this forest. Isn¡¯t that what mother has been trying to instill into you for years?¡±

    ¡°Yes yes.¡± He hissed, remembering her words of only leaving when she deemed ready. But that had been for countless years now. Each time an irritating affair. ¡°But I am much better at other things.¡± He rolled his eyes, padding along as his brother repeated numerous talks she¡¯d given them in the past. Each one making his frills itch. They¡¯d just strolled around a great oak when he¡¯d finally had enough. ¡°I get it!¡± He snapped his jaws before his brother¡¯s startled face.

    ¡°Well, what else are you better at?¡± The green¡¯s innocent tone was ill prepared for Cordenth¡¯s growl. Even less for when the green pounced upon his brother like they¡¯d done all their lives. The same thing that¡¯d chipped his brother¡¯s horn.

    ¡°Fighting for one!¡± He hissed, tumbling out of the forest to a grassy clearing in a flurry of paws and teeth. He swatted any rebuttal by his brother with his paws, easily pinning the dragon beneath him with a fluff of his wings. He warbled his victory. ¡°See?¡± He announced proudly, grinning at the wiggling dragon beneath him.

    ¡°You jumped me.¡± Lyyreth¡¯s eyes narrowed. ¡°Hardly what¡¯d I consider fair.¡±

    ¡°Things are not always fair little brother.¡± He released him, chuckling to himself. He only stopped when his brother snapped with a snarl.

    ¡°Hey! You¡¯re only about two minutes older than I.¡±

    ¡°That¡¯s because I was unafraid to leave my home.¡± He countered, recounting how the green wyrmling had stayed safe within his egg. Even when his mother¡¯s snout had come down to coax him out. ¡°Just like now. You don¡¯t wish to leave. Finding any excuse to stay within this forest.¡± He gestured around with his wings, earning himself an ire filled look.

    ¡°I want to leave just as much as you. It¡¯s rather unfair of you to question my resolve.¡±

    ¡°Some days I wonder.¡± He snorted, eyes drifting to the deep blue sky. They traced the many clouds that dotted it, white and ever so bright. His paw found his way to his chest, a swell of excitement brimming about his heart. ¡°But I? I have the drive to see it all.¡±

    ¡°So you say.¡± His brother grumbled, ¡°But I still say it ends the same.¡± The dragon shook, discarding any loose dirt or grass that¡¯d clung to his scales in the scuffle. ¡°It¡¯s only been that way the last three times.¡±

    Yet again his snout wrinkled. His mother¡¯s lavender gaze appearing in the recesses of his mind. Glowing, piercing, and always demanding. A ghostly image that made the green dragon grind his teeth, savagely snorting on the air. ¡°We¡¯re ready this time.¡± He pounded the ground with a paw. ¡°I¡¯m not letting her weasel her way out of this time.¡± When his brother offered yet another protest, he snapped mere inches from his snout, not even minding when Lyyreth¡¯s frills turned a darker shade of green.

    ¡°It¡¯s just that we don¡¯t succeed each time-¡°

    ¡°That¡¯s why we must this time.¡± He pulled in the green with a wing, plopping their rumps onto the ground and waving a foreleg out to the blue expanse above that practically shouted their names. ¡°Out there is a grand place that¡¯s ripe for adventure and exploring. Magic, treasure, females. All of life¡¯s pleasures just waiting to be experienced. Does not the lure of adventure call your name? I can feel it wiggle about my scales like an eel. Seducing me into it¡¯s embrace.¡±

    ¡°You sound so corny right now.¡±

    ¡°Still though.¡± He snorted, licking his nose.

    ¡°You just want to get a big net like mothers. A whole array of agents and mortals to do your bidding. Carve out a little kingdom for yourself.¡±

    ¡°Nothing like that.¡± He hissed, playfully smacking away his brother¡¯s snout. ¡°I¡¯d be transparent. Benevolent, understanding. I¡¯d never keep dragons who were ready to leave the nest!¡±

    ¡°A wise sentiment from a young dragon.¡± The flutter of feathery wings filled the air as an all too familiar gryphon landed behind them. His yellow eyes were like an amused flower, a black furred brow rising amidst his snow like feathers. ¡°Perhaps you wish to be a benevolent king?¡± His tail flicked playfully behind him, ears standing tall. ¡°Didn¡¯t realize you wanted to be so fancy.¡±

    ¡°Oh Croesus.¡± Cordenth chuckled as the gryphon strolled over. Even at his full height the kitty bird was a good three feet shorter. He gave the elderly gryphon a smirk, or at least he must have been. For he¡¯d been around since the two were little hatchlings. That black striped gryphon that seemed determined to help with everything they did. From hunting to flying, to reading and interacting with his mother¡¯s mortals. Though some whispered was her consort. The white gryphon that never seemed to age. Something that Cordenth suspected of his mother of doing. With a sway of his lion like tail the gryphon sauntered over. ¡°Why am I not surprised to see you around. My mother¡¯s favorite servant.¡±

    ¡°Only because you don¡¯t watch for gryphons when you should. Fair mistake most dragons make. Never suspecting until it¡¯s too late.¡± The gryphon gave him a smirk, striding around them. ¡°Though it begs the question in my mind. If you¡¯re so set on leaving. Why are you sitting down here? Get up, go.¡± The gryphon fluffed up his wings, ¡°Ask your mother yourself!¡±Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit.

    ¡°Shes back?¡± Cordenth pulled his neck back into the shape of an S. ¡°I¡¯d thought she¡¯d been off on one of her excursions. When did she return?¡±

    ¡°Few hours ago.¡± He gryph tapped a single talon to the green¡¯s chest. ¡°So, if you want to leave. Now would be the best chance I imagine to go about doing that. Seems to be in agreeable mood too.¡±

    ¡°You spoke to her?¡± Lyyreth chimed in, head descended to be level with the gryphon¡¯s own. His frills swayed in and out excitedly.

    ¡°Well of course.¡± Croesus chirped, placing a talon to his chest. ¡°She tells me everything.¡±

    ¡°Something that can¡¯t be said for everyone else.¡± Cordenth grumbled, recounting how much of her that was still in the dark. Even after all these years.

    ¡°That¡¯s what you get for being her most treasured treasure.¡±

    ¡°Even more than her own children?¡± He pushed the point home with a low growl.

    Croesus just laughed, his crown feathers extending. ¡°I¡¯d say we¡¯re about even. Don¡¯t be too sour about it.¡±

    His snout wrinkled as the gryphon went about composing himself, practically bouncing around the grass. ¡°So why are we still being held here?¡±

    Laughter died as the gryphon pinned his ears, curling his head back. Hesitation flickered across his eyes as silence fell between them. ¡°She has her reasons.¡± He sighed. ¡°She¡¯s doing her best to keep you two safe.¡± Croesus grabbed Cordenth¡¯s jaw without a thought, pulling his eyes to stare into his. ¡°You mean the world to her.¡±

    He glanced away to the forest instead, knowing the gryphon¡¯s gaze would break his irritation. ¡°Then why..=¡±

    ¡°Come on then dragon.¡± The gryphon pulled back, buffeting his snout with a wing. ¡°Grow a backbone! If you want to go, then go ask her!¡±

    He growled again. If this was how it was going to be, then so be it. ¡°Very well.¡± He rose, spreading his vast wings. Without another word he leapt to the air. Today he would seize his destiny. He was ready, ready to venture out and leave the protective confines of this place. He just needed to convince his mother of that. Despite the gryphon¡¯s words he knew she didn¡¯t let just anyone leave. You always needed her permission to do so. That even went for her children.

    He spiraled up above the canopy, a low hanging cloud curling beneath his wings. He glared out to the viridian forest below, cursing its many branches. Though through this place he spied a sparkling waterfall fixed between two bodies of towering trees. Where he¡¯d practiced his flight numerous times when he was but small. It was here he¡¯d made his lair, below the running water, shielded from everything else. From there he followed the running river that wound through the forest like a rippling snake. He spied his favorite hunting ground, no doubt filled with numerous little creatures he could snatch for any meal that suited his fancy. Lastly, he spied the hidden tops of his mother¡¯s village, interwoven within the canopy. If you knew where to look you could find it, tiny glimmers of gold amidst the all-consuming green. Memories of easier times of his youth bristled about the back of his mind, soothing the burning of his blood. His eyes closed on their own, letting him glide atop the trees to bask in the comforting breeze washing over his scales.

    But despite this moment of serene comfort his mind was awarded no respite. For those pleasant memories that could be found were always led back to the green scaled ruler of this place. The dragoness he called mother. With a wrinkled snout he cast his attention to an eye sore on the horizon. The darkened shape that ruined a great painter¡¯ work. Often told to him in stories or plays that he¡¯d listened to dwelled the city of Entis. Capital of the kingdom of Lumara. Where dragon hunters dwelled. If he was a benevolent king that Croesus said. He¡¯d have made sure that place was dismantled. No dragon needed to worry about being hunted all the time, regardless of guilt. He buried a growl crawling up his neck as he maintained his predatory glare. His mind whispering how thankful he should be for having such a protective mother. One that would never allow her children to be made prey by such creatures as they. One who didn¡¯t fear their mighty airships, nor their numerous magical weapons. He shook his head free of such thoughts.

    Focus. She will set you free this day.

    He angled a wing and cast the place from his mind, glad to be rid of it as he circled a section of the forest he knew well. A cathedral of vines and warped trees where his mother dwelled. It acted like a natural castle. How fitting for a well-made queen of this natural land. It towered over row after row of mortals. Frozen in terror moments before being turned to stone. The green dragon swooped over them, averting his gaze as a shiver traveled up his spine. He never liked looking upon their faces. Even if some he¡¯d been told deserved it. But he supposed they served their function well. To never wind up like them, and to remind any visitors that the lady meant business. Would she ever do that to him if he pushed her too far? The thought chilled him. Part of him insisted that she was his mother. She¡¯d never do such a thing, yet a more realistic thought warned him she was capable of anything.

    With renewed courage surging through his next breath he landed before a great door of vines and assorted flowers, his hinds softly touching the ground. He pinned his wings to his back, approaching the gate as his heart began to race within his chest. This was the moment he¡¯d waited so long for. Spent nights contemplating and yearning for. Yet every other time it¡¯d ended in a resounding no and narrowed eyes. Would this time be any different? His heart ached at the idea.

    It had to be.

    His viridian paw hovered over a thick vine, massaging the surprisingly warm surface. His frills were twitching softly, heart now pounding in his ears. His frills twitched as his forearm failed to obey, sitting frozen against his wishes.

    Obey! Why won¡¯t It-

    ¡°Nervous there little one?¡± Croesus¡¯ calm voice pulled him from his paw. His tensed muscles laxing as the gryphon settled down behind him. ¡°It¡¯s alright to be. You have quite the step ahead of you.¡±

    ¡°Its not that¡­.I¡¯m not¡­nervous.¡± He didn¡¯t dare look to those caring eyes. The gryphon would catch wise. He had an image to maintain. ¡°I¡¯m simply¡­pausing for dramatic affect. Yea that¡¯s it. Taking in the moment. Letting the gravity of it linger. I¡¯ve waited for this moment only my whole life. Why would I tremble now?¡±

    ¡°Because I can see the fear bubbling about your scales clearer than the morning sun. You¡¯re scared she¡¯ll deny you yet again.¡±

    He snorted, letting the flick of his tail be his answer. Even the dull sounding of Lyyreth¡¯s wings didn¡¯t pull his attention from the door. ¡°Shows how much you know.¡±

    ¡°The worst thing she can say is no.¡±

    ¡°Is that all you can say?¡± He growled, ¡°We deserve this! Do you know how long we¡¯ve waited for her to deem us ready?¡± In one fluid motion he spun round, nearly smacking the gryphon and his brother with his tail. The air between the gryphon and dragon wavered, almost heating up the longer they held their glares. Despite being smaller the bird held his gaze, just as strong as it¡¯d ever been. Though he was the first to crack. Heaving his shoulders with a lingering sigh. When his eyes reopened, they were a sea of sorrow, a caring claw getting placed onto Cordenth¡¯s scaled shoulder.

    ¡°I do. You have no disagreement from me. I think this place has outgrown you. Time to spread your wings and depart the nest. I¡¯ve watched you hatch. Take your first steps, beat your wings against the sky.¡± The gryphon chuckled as Cordenth looked away. ¡°It¡¯s time you did so elsewhere.¡±

    ¡°Then why don¡¯t you tell her this? She¡¯ll listen to you.¡±

    ¡°Think I havn¡¯t?¡± The gryphon¡¯s brow rose in time with his ears. ¡°You know how she can be at times. This one she¡¯s fairly certain on. Waiting on the perfect moment.¡±

    ¡°She say what it was?¡±

    The gryphon gave him a blank stare.

    Of course not.

    ¡°And you gave her a piece of your feathers?¡± He peered along the gryphon¡¯s white fur. ¡°Because you don¡¯t appear to be stone.¡±

    ¡°Being her favored servant does have its perks. Sometimes I even get to lecture her in her methods!¡±

    ¡°Sure.¡± Lyyreth snorted, shifting paw to paw. ¡°Like that¡¯s believable.¡±

    ¡°Regardless of that.¡± Croesus¡¯ claw lingered upon Cordenth¡¯s scales as the dragon turned back to the door. ¡°You must always try.¡±

    ¡°What do you think I¡¯m doing?¡± Cordenth flung open the door with a savage shove. The resounding crack spread about the area, sending pollen and dust sprinkling like rain around them. The green drake surged forth, heart fluttering with courage and carried on with his head raised. They just needed to find her now.

    The heavy smell of oak trees tugged at his scales, memories trying to snatch his heart like snapping piranha. He past over the grown hallways of knick knack, paintings, statues, and shiny baubles. Things that his mother liked to fool mortals with as they ventured into such a place. Most of it was worthless, yet she still had traps about them.

    Though they were not needing of light for such places, the corridors were lit by blue luminescent algae. Setting a calming aura to everything it touched. Though he knew they could be stifled with a flick of her tail, bathing the area in perpetual darkness. Even one that could not be pierced by a dragon¡¯s darkvision.

    Anyone else might have been lost within the natural halls of this dominating place. Offshoots of vine infested hallways or banquet halls of false treasure. A literal maze of a dragon¡¯s crafting to have intruders lost for days. Though Cordenth led the others like a well-traveled guide. Knowing every nook and cranny of this place like the back of his paws. If his mother was going to be anywhere. It was going to be in her vast study or hovering over her darkened cauldron. Sifting through the numerous futures that she saw. At such a thought his lips curled. Years spent wasted within this forest. All for a future she saw yet didn¡¯t share.

    ¡°Mother!¡¯ He announced proudly in a brassy voice as they rounded the last corridor. He even fluffed up his wings for good measure as she came into view. They¡¯d picked her personal chambers first. The one with the cauldron. ¡°I must have words with you.¡±

    The dragoness was curled around a black as midnight cauldron. Purple thick clouds billowing from its rim to spread about the floor. From beyond her green scales and glowing lavender eyes the room looked more like an endless void. No doubt a spell spreading about the walls. Her voice was deep and powerful, practically rumbling the air. ¡±Of course you do.¡± She snaked up her emerald armored neck, lined with an assortment of scars. A journal of dozens of untold battles. Though she towered over him at least two times over he didn¡¯t waver in his conviction. ¡°You couldn¡¯t give me a moments rest from my journey? My wings are ever so tired from the flight.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯ve never known you to be tired mother.¡± He sauntered in, standing proudly before her. ¡°And you see the future. You must have seen this. Try to not act so surprised.¡±

    She snorted, glowing eyes traveling from each of them before resting squarely onto him. Anyone else might have shied away, but not him. He had a quest to finish. ¡°Indeed. It seems your patience has worn so thin that you have come to force the issue. Before I would have liked.¡±

    ¡°If it was up to you. Would we ever leave?¡± Her demeanor hardened so he returned it. They were not going to be denied. But then she rose her head, peering as if far behind them. Into the endless void, unwavering. Silence fell between them all, leaving but the pounding of Cordenth¡¯s heart in his head. Was she just going to ignore them? Sit there like a statue until they decided to leave? When it had dragged on for much too long, he slammed his paw down.

    ¡°Mother!¡±

    ¡°Yes. I can hear you Cordenth. I am simply seeing if now is the time.¡±

    More future speak. His eyes rolled almost out of his head. ¡°What does it hold for us this time?¡±

    She didn¡¯t answer him, merely flicking her attention to Lyyreth instead. ¡°And you wish to follow your brother¡¯s path?¡±

    His brother nodded, voice seemingly caught in his throat. The green dragon slid up bedside him. ¡°We wish to explore the world beyond these trees. Seek out magics, places that dragons can only reach with our wings. And¡­¡± The green hesitated, swallowing his words as he shifted from paw to paw. A heavy sneeze violently shaking his scales.

    ¡°Find our father.¡± Cordenth finished as his heart began to feel like a claw had been wrapped around it. Tightly squeezing the life out of him. ¡°Even if he¡¯s decrepit and can¡¯t walk. Or fly. Why he left us when we were but eggs is anyone¡¯s guess.¡±

    Though I can understand why.

    ¡°Indeed.¡± Emerald Lady swished her tail around her hinds, sharing a lingering glance with Croesus. ¡°What lofty goals you two have. Quite the adventure ahead of your wings.¡±

    ¡°That we do.¡± He smirked, wrapping a wing around his more nervous brother. ¡°And we¡¯re ready to leave.¡±

    The older ness sighed with a look of sadness about her snout. ¡°Then I have one last task for you both.¡±

    ¡°Mo-¡°

    ¡°To prove that you¡¯re worth to me and demonstrate your skills to survive in this harsh world.¡±

    ¡°Fine.¡± He angrily flicked his tail. ¡°Tell me what I must do. If that¡¯s all that you need.¡±

    ¡°It is.¡±

    ¡°Good.¡± He snorted narrowing his eyes.

    ¡°There is a red dragon set towards this place. He will be brought to the ground by myself. Find this dragon and subdue him and his companions.¡± Her paw wavered, springing purple colored clouds into being. They appeared to be humanoids carrying various weapons in their grips. ¡°Do this and you will have my blessing to depart my domain.¡±

    ¡°Hah!¡± He smiled. ¡°That¡¯s all? Best a dragon and his friends? Simple. But I must ask. What is the catch?¡± He tilted his head. She¡¯d never been this straightforward before. There was always another level or door to open.

    ¡°None for once son. Do as I say and you get what you want. They will cross paths with you at your favorite resting spot.¡± Her paw waved dismissively, ¡°Unless you have a problem with this offer?¡±

    ¡°With leaving?¡± He snorted in a jovial way, pulling his brother closer. ¡°Hardly. You stay right here in this darkened room. We¡¯ll go bring these guests to you.¡± He spun round, pulling Lyyreth with him. ¡°Come brother.¡± He growled, already tasting his victory on his paws. ¡°We have a dragon to catch.¡±

 Emerald Secrets Chapter 1: Dragons of the Forest

    Veledar slipped on a moss-covered rock, a small one, out of all the possible things that could trip the paws of a mighty dragon that was what decided to do it. With a snort to mask the unfortunate accident, the red dragon fluttered his wings and quickly recovered on his leather padded paws.

    ¡°Everything alright?¡± a familiar male voice asked from behind, one that brought with it a moment of comfort amidst the sea of worry brimming beneath his scales.

    Veledar straightened up and peeked over his shoulders towards such a comforting thing. Past the sea of crimson red scales that adorned his body and tawny colored wing membranes that shuddered ever so gently under the gusts of wind, his party of adventurers were following in his wake. Ever so closely one might think them his clutch and he their protective parent. Leading the pack of mortals was Arcturus Lund, the human paladin who had been sent to capture him not too long ago. But, in an odd twist of fate, the man freed him and became more than just a grunt who took orders from a dragon. He became a trusted friend that Veledar could no longer see himself without. His bright emeralds scanned the canopy above. His sword stashed firmly in his almond colored scabbard adorned with numerous wear, while his mirror like shield was slung around his back by a leather belt. The human was adorned in silver full plate armor that would occasionally catch a ray of light streaming through the thick canopy and make the proud dragon squint his eyes. Ignoring this little annoyance Veledar did like the armor, especially when he could see his own cerulean eyes reflected in it, as well as the tan scales beneath his eyes that ran all the way to the front of his snout.

    ¡°Keep your guard up.¡± Arcturus said softly, taking a tentative step along the ground covered in roots, like little serpents made of bark twisting every which way. ¡°You never know what danger lurks in the shadows.¡±

    ¡°Really? Why, I believe it¡¯s a paladin¡¯s duty to keep the moral of his party high. I expected Lyndis to be the worry-wart of the group, although, upon a brief reflection, I realized that role is better filled by-¡± Veledar raised an eyebrow at the armored human that brushed against his scales, a finger placed on top of his pursed lips.

    ¡°Wait. Don¡¯t tell me.¡± The dragon looked this way and that. ¡°The trees are listening.¡±

    ¡°Always pays off to be extra careful.¡° The knight ran a hand through his short brown hair, rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes darted from tree to tree.

    ¡°That¡¯s exactly what Merlia would say!¡± Veledar rolled his eyes and slowed his pace, if only to appease the worry apparent on his companion¡¯s face.

    From Arcturus, his gaze went to that of his half-elven friend Lyndis Kuxion, a magic slinging rogue he had saved from a group of thugs one fine day. Then, when he had set out on his recent quest to retrieve his stolen book, she had practically barged into his adventuring party without a second thought. Although thankful for her contribution he couldn¡¯t wait to give her the list of items that he would be charging her for. Let that be a lesson to her. He snorted as his valiant rogue moved her almond like hair from her amber eyes gleaming with anticipation. Her other hand traced along the magically enhanced rapier he had lent her. One small investment he had made to ensure the success of his quest. She mimicked the paladin, taking a hesitant step of her own. Her muscles all tensed, eyes wide. It appeared she expected to be attacked at the drop of a scale. He admired how her brown leathers hardly made a sound when compared to the soft clanks of Arcturus¡¯ armor. Her gloved fingers rose from the hilt of the rapier, tracing over the golden leaf clasp of her greyed cloak. The cloak of invisibility that the dragon had lent to her as well. He grinned, mentally adding the rental fees to his eventual bill.

    "Dis place gives me da creeps," His last companion complained. It was none other than Merlia Gallagonar, the dwarven ranger. She had been in the right place at the right time to assist them. She was loud at times, and in a few occasions, even obnoxious. But she had been there for Veledar when he needed company most, and right now, was more than glad for her company. Although he would probably not tell her that. She had a wrinkled brow, her green spheres looking to the dragon, and then to the rest of the oaks and pines that seemed to be pressing in around them. Sturdy axes were held within each hand, her knuckles peaking from her leather gloves an almost snow white. She tossed her head, her red braided hair flopping on her back. "If I see any more of dose vines, I''m going ta ax dem some questions I will." She chuckled, keeping up her bravado. Veledar admired her dark studded leathers, lined with golden dwarvish runes all the way down to her fur lined pants. He had to take a mental note that, if she ever died, he would take her armor to hang in his lair, for it was a fine piece of crafting.

    Veledar kept pace with the watchful paladin, whose eyes stuck on the ever thickening trees that reached out for them with bark clad limbs adorned with numerous menacing claws. Veledar knew they were just trees, but he could not shake the feeling that these wooden sentries would be able to reach down and snatch them up like some trembling rabbit. He even remembered a story about walking trees that could march for an entire night. They were called Ents, if he was correct. A worrying prospect to be sure, yet, if the forest was going to throw walking trees at them, let it, for he had two able wings to fly and plenty of fire to share. His chest swelled as Veledar pictured the trees encroaching on all sides, their menacing limb-branches reaching down for them. He would shield the others beneath his flared wings as he let out a mighty roar, followed by an inferno of fire and death upon them. They would flee from his might like ants before the boot of a giant, with fiery cracks searing through their bark and licking away until the browns that covered them were brown and grey with ash.

    Veledar smiled at such a thought and continued to imagine further heroic deeds, it helped fight the coiling, gnawing worry growing in his belly. With each paw upon the forest floor, he grew more suspicious of the forest they were walking into. The path they took seemed the perfect size for them to walk along. If he did not know any better, he would have sworn the forest itself was adapting to their needs in order to show them the way. Besides the occasional rock, they certainly ran into no obstacles, no thickened roots to trip their feet, nor plant even remotely in the way for them to wander off. The other thing suspicious was the silence that filled the air around them. Never had a forest been quieter than this one. There wasn¡¯t a sign of any living creature, no birds flying overhead, no insects, nothing of any kind. It was as if nothing even lived within this forest or was simply giving them a wide berth.  Now, Veledar was used to be feared by animals, being the apex predator that he was, but this situation was getting ridiculous. There was no way such green, healthy forest supported no life of its own. He suspected that whatever was showing them the way was also keeping wildlife out of their path.

    He watched the others as they went out of his field of vision. Formidable they might have been, but Veledar worried about what they were going to find once they reached their destination. If this creature¡­this being of magic or whatever it was could change the forest, summon those vines, and literally control the movement of animals, the whole party might have been put at risk. He noticed though, his eyes always seemed to wander to Arcturus most of all. The human had grown on him, to the point he almost considered not charging him the extravagant bill he had listed on about their journey. Veledar shook his head at that thought. Nonsense. Why let such bounty slip away from his paws? He caught himself as he almost tripped again, looking at somewhat captivating knight. Damn that human and his distracting way of being. Unfortunately for Veledar, the paladin had noticed the little leap he made over the rock.

    The human gave him a slight smirk, then put his hand to his lips and made a gesture of sealing it. Veledar felt all warm inside. That''s why he liked the human. Arcturus understood what was important to him. The paladin''s eyes switched back to scanning the trees, his sword at the ready. If he had any fear, he was not showing it on his face. Veledar had to admit, he admired that about the human he called his friend. There were moments when he could swear Arcturus was actually a polymorphed dragon by the way he carried himself. Something was just¡­different about him. Pleasantly so. Something that tugged at his heart and made it fill with a warmth. Like sunbathing on an open field, letting the golden rays touch and kiss every scale that lined his form with its encompassing heat. His scales shivered as he imagined it, grumbling as now he yearned to do just that. But no. He had to be drawn into this forest. He rolled his eyes and swished his tail that trailed behind him like some great red serpent. He unfolded and refolded the frills that tipped it, letting out a tongue curling yawn.

    Veledar turned his attention back to the forest as he realized he had been staring at Arcturus for far too long. He did not want to give the impression he fancied him too much, after all. That would start a whole slew of jokes from the females trailing behind him, something he¡¯d rather not deal with at the present time. He lowered his head slowly as he took his next few strides, the frills on either side of his head fluttering back and forth. The path ahead seemed to curve towards a clearing of grass with no trees overhead to block the sunlight that was streaming down the heavens and brightening it up with a golden glow. He groaned at such annoying sight. They had tried fly out a little earlier, only to be blocked by vines every time. This was just a cruel tease to him, just like before.

    ¡°Don''t worry, my scaly friend,¡± Arcturus¡¯ words brought a comforting warmth that fought back the clearing¡¯s sting. It was as if he could sense the dragon''s thoughts, ¡°We will get out of here and be back in the sky in no time. You can trust my word on that.¡±

    ¡°Well aren''t you the little optimist?¡± Veledar hissed with a roll of his eyes and a harsh snort.. Though he found the spark of hope that never seemed to die very refreshing, he would probably never ever tell the paladin.

    ¡°Well it be better den yer constant complainin¡¯,¡± Merlia chuckled, stopping to unsling her waterskin and take large swigs from the dull brown leather bag.

    Veledar froze and held out a paw and placed it on Arcturus¡¯ armored chest. Everyone stopped around him, questions suddenly being traded between his friends.  He breathed in deep, somehow, the air smelled different than before. He recognized the musky scent of a dragon anywhere. The smell of dragon mixed with the poignant odor of pine.

    ¡°What¡¯s the matter, Veledar?¡± Came the paladin''s inquiry. Lyndis voiced her own concern as well, but the dragon was not listening as he slunk forward on his own. His strong heart coursing blood through his veins, making sure he felt ever pound beneath his mighty hide.

    ¡°Dragon.¡± He growled, lifting his lips to expose sharpened teeth. He slunk across the ground out into the clearing, stopping when he saw a humongous, horizontal stone of darkened grey. It was dead center of the clearing and had apparently been hidden by the winding path. Atop the dull grey formation was the scaly bulk of a green dragon. The dull green dragon was on his back, long lime green wings flared out to bask in the sun with yellow wavy lines that traced along the base. Onyx colored ventral scales flowed from his snout to the back of his frilled tail, matching the scales right below his eyes and atop his lazily resting head.  He looked to be slightly smaller than the red, although that could always have been a guess. Atop the dragon''s head sprouted two blackened horns, and a frill of spines that most likely went down to his tail. They were folded against his scales, most likely so the green didn¡¯t injure them in his current position. The dragon had his eyes closed in contentment, the frills near the back of his snout twitching in time with his breaths. Jealously wound it¡¯s way into the red¡¯s heart for he often found himself like this when he sunbathed atop his mountain. He snorted in irritation as the green dragon''s chest was slowly rising and falling slowly at a constant pace, low rumbles radiating through his serpentine neck. Enjoying what comfort the red was denied. Veledar couldn¡¯t believe it as his tail coiled around him. After all this worrying and nerves tingling, the dragon he had smelled was sleeping.

    ¡°Hmmpf,¡± He murmured as he began to circle the sleeping dragon. He spotted his friends out of the corner of his eye, Arcturus at the front with wary eyes and hands already hovering close to their weapons.

    ¡°For someone who wants us here, you look rather harmless. And lazy,¡± He said softly with an amused snort.

    ¡°Mraawh?¡± The green dragon opened one of his eyes, bright yellow, a nuance that sent Veledar¡¯s mind to the vast fields of sunflowers cultivated by humans. The green dragon just stared at him for a moment. His left claw twitched in and out, followed by the coiling of his tail. Then the dragon slightly opened his maw, and before Veledar could even react, the dragon let out a sharp word.

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    Veledar heard his friends shout out a warning to him, but it was too late. He was smashed into by some imposing force that collided into him with the strength of an avalanche. He slammed to the ground hard as he felt blackened claws rake at his scales. Luckily, they only managed to draw a thin crimson line along his scales. Something that might have been dangerous to mortals, but to dragons? Was a mere scratch as best. He slashed out with his claws in return and shoved the green mass. To his surprise it was another green dragon. With that done Veledar pushed himself to all fours, his tail curling around his back with his heart pounding in his ears like a drum. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he stared down the green dragon that had rolled several yards away.

    The green stood proudly with barred teeth, roughly the same size as the one he had seen before splayed on the rock. The dragon spread his wings wide to clearly look bigger as he roared his fury and blackened talons kneaded the grass beneath his paws.

    In turn, Veledar quickly snuck a peak at the rock from before. The dragon in front of him perfectly matched the one who had been there save for a the other having a chipped horn and this one have a straightened yellow line instead of wavy ones along his wings. The red turned back to his opponent, flared out his mighty wings, thrashed his tail against the ground till it hurt and let out a thunderous roar that shook the very trees around him with his fury.

    ¡°That was neither smart nor fair, to ambush me like a rogue.¡± Veledar hissed, striding a few paces with a slow moving tail as he circled the green like he was on the prowl.

    ¡°Really?¡± The green dragon rose a scaly ridge, ¡°Because you seemed to fall for that quite easily. Like you are rather new at this. This might be easier than I possibly imagined.¡±

    ¡°Yes. Precisely,¡± Veledar growled drily, chastising his own foolishness. ¡°I should have recognized the illusion for what it was, but being the friendly sort that I am, I figured I should introduce myself first. I won''t be fooled like that again, you uncivilized whelp,¡± Veledar spat, barring his teeth at the smaller dragon before him.

    ¡°Illusion?¡± The dragon smirked with his white teeth that gleamed in the afternoon rays. ¡°You must¡¯ve taken quite a hit to the head to blame magic for your lack of perception. What could I expect from one that was ambushed so easily?¡±

    An echoing roar came from behind as icy claws dragged at the dragon¡¯s heart. Thankfully what followed was Arcturus shouting military orders to the others, unphased by the sudden change of plans. Veledar groaned as he realized there were two dragons at work here, not an illusion like he previously thought. If that was the case then he needed to act swiftly, if only to come to the aid of his companions. With a snarl and push with his mighty hinds he leaped at the green dragon in front of him, his claws outstretched to strike.

    The green dragon tried to evade his attack, but Veledar proved too quick. He managed to get a hold of the whelp. The red¡¯s talons raked against the scales that protected the creature¡¯s vulnerable hide. Within a moment the green dragon''s pristine hide was marred by crimson droplets unearthed by the sharp tips of Veledar¡¯s talons. Not be undone the green tried to bite Veledar with his teeth, but a sudden back-handed smack to the dragon''s neck from Veledar took care of that even if the whelp now focused on mauling him back in return.

    Veledar winced. The sting of claws was not too painful to endure. Lacerations like the pitiful scratches inflicted by the whelp¡¯s untrained talons were not even a bad wound by dragon standards. He had to end this quickly though if he wanted to help his friends, who by the sound of the other dragon¡¯s roar were doing a good job at fending for themselves.

    ¡°Get off, you pesky whelp!¡± Veledar shoved his opponent with all fours, swinging his tail up to whip him across the snout with his tail. The green dragon¡¯s eyes crossed briefly, a pained growl escaped out his parting jaws before he crashed into the ground with a yowl.

    ¡°Hurts, doesn¡¯t it?¡± Veledar smirked proudly.

    ¡°You bastard!¡± The green male snapped. Despite the hit, the dragon recovered quickly and stood back up before Veledar could finish him off. The dragon reared his head up, and Veledar saw him take a deep breath. There was no doubt in his mind that the dragon was going to use his breath on him. If he remembered correctly, green dragons had a poison breath that would either paralyze, choke, or kill the victim within minutes. Veledar patted himself mentally on the back at remembering such vital knowledge about his foe. And if this dragon wanted to use his breath, it was only fair if Veledar did the same thing in return. He opened his fire glands, took a deep breath, then hesitated as he remembered Arcturus¡¯ words. Snow replaced the earth beneath his feet, and instead of the green dragon now stood a helpless gryphon.

    ¡°There is no justice in murdering an innocent creature who¡¯s just following orders,¡± The paladin¡¯s eyes looked up to him. Seeing something more than just a collection of glorious scales and flickering rage. ¡°You are better than this, Veledar. Show me the way to honor.¡±

    Curses! I must do this the hard way, don¡¯t I? Veledar screamed inside his own mind as he snapped his maw shut. He couldn¡¯t. No. Didn¡¯t want to risk harming this dragon more than necessary. Arcturus was right. There were always many more paths towards an outcome, and even if he had his pride, Veledar was not beyond granting mercy. His fire would do real harm to a green dragon, and he wasn¡¯t about to burn this dragon¡¯s sensitive wing membranes over a simple scuffle even, if he was an enemy.

    So, he let the green dragon unleash his poison cloud, for as soon as the mist rolled out of his mouth, Veledar spread his wings and leaped over the whelp. With a thump, Veledar landed behind his opponent, the green¡¯s surprised eyes barely protecting his body from the heavy tail that earned him another meeting with the ground.

    ¡°Mraaarhhh¡­¡± The green dragon let out a pained groan. ¡°You¡­take this¡­far too seriously¡­¡±

    ¡°Says the one who lured us into a trap,¡± Veledar advanced upon his fallen opponent. ¡°How can I be sure you haven¡¯t lured us to our deaths?¡±

    ¡°Deaths?¡± The green male coughed as he rubbed his wounded side with the leaf-shaped tip of his tail. ¡°That¡¯s a gross overestimation of the situation.¡±

    ¡°And what is the situation, green scales? You used vines to bind me to the ground, then led us here only so you can ambush us! I have the right to be suspicious of your motives.¡±

    The dragon looked to Veledar, opened his maw as if to say something, then glanced to the clearing''s opening in the trees.

    ¡°Don¡¯t try it.¡± The red dragon hissed, but he¡¯d already been played. The whelp¡¯s tail hit his head, forcing him to close his eyes just enough to give his opponent a way out.

    When he next blinked, the green dragon was back on his fours, wings spread, clearly aiming for the skies above.

    ¡°No you don''t!¡± Veledar growled.

    There was no way this dragon was going to get away before he answered a few of Veledar''s questions. He was on the dragon in a second as he bounded forward. He grabbed hold of the dragon around his midsection, his weight pulling the green dragon to the earth. Veledar then rolled with him, cutting several more lines into his emerald hide in the process. Their grapple ended with Veledar on top of the green, his claws pinning him to the ground. He held one claw on his opponent¡¯s serpentine neck, pressing down hard enough to inflict a modicum amount of pain.

    "Yield." He hissed to the gasping dragon in his grip. He could feel the dragon¡¯s limbs grab and scratch along his scales, trying to jerk his whole body away. However, Veledar simply held firm and tightened his grip on the dragon''s neck, drawing blood from each of his claws.

    "I am being deadly serious, you little green gnat. Yield. Now!"

    "I yield!" The dragon gasped in pain as his body went limp.

    "Wise decision.¡± Veledar sighed in relief. He turned his head to see how his friends were doing in their fight against the second dragon. Surely, they would be begging for his help.... Veledar''s jaw slightly dropped as he saw Arcturus was holding his sword to the dragon''s throat as the human stood triumphantly on its chest. Lyndis and Merlia were currently binding the dragon''s limbs together with ropes.

    "So, what took you so long, Veledar?" The human said with a smug tone. ¡°It appears as though we have defeated ours first!¡± Veledar squinted his eyes at the human, then dragged the green dragon beneath him over to his companions. When he plopped the defeated dragon next to the tied up one, it became slightly hard to distinguish between the two. They practically looked the same, as they looked to the group.

    "What are you going to do with us?" Said the tied up one, his voice full of worry. Veledar noticed that one also had his right horn slightly chipped. ¡°The paladin said you¡¯d be merciful.¡±

    "I want your names," Veledar hissed, "Your real ones, since we defeated you so thoroughly. Honestly, both of you should be ashamed of yourselves."

    Arcturus crossed his arms, turning to Veledar and giving him a searching look, a chuckle passing his lips. "How come I didn¡¯t get your name when it was I that bested you?"

    Veledar rolled his eyes, swaying his head with a chuckling snort. "Because my metal knight you brought an entire army into my cave, are not a dragon, and in reality, you haven¡¯t really beaten me at anything."

    "I''m Cordenth," the green dragon in Veledar''s grasp gasped, "Can you let me go now? Your claws chafe something awful."

    "No," Veledar snarled, pressing a tad harder on Cordenth¡¯s neck. He then turned his snout to the one that was looking to the three of his companions with a look of worry. The dragon then suddenly sneezed, then did so again several more times.

    ¡°I sneeze when I get nervous..." That dragon mumbled, as Veledar¡¯s narrowed and he shot daggers at him with his eyes.

    "Hasn¡¯t it occurred to you that forcing us into a fight might not have been the smartest thing to do? You were bested by only three mortals!" Veledar grumbled, "I honestly don''t know how you will live it down. If it were me, I would be simply appalled."

    "Aye, but we¡¯re not just any band of mortals now, are we?" Lyndis added as she finished tying the ropes binding the dragon''s limbs and wiping her palms together. "Besides, I think you¡¯re just a tad jealous that we were able to defeat this bloke faster than you did Cordenth over there."

    "Well you do have the iron-skirted military genius with you." Veledar snorted, "I guess that does give you a tactical advantage over an outnumbered opponent.¡± After he spoke his piece, Veledar turned back to the tied-up dragon, who gulped as Veledar snaked his snout in close. "Back to the matter at claw, what is your name, green scales?"

    "L-Lyyreth" The green dragon stuttered, then sneezed four more times in unison.

    "There. See how easy that was? We could¡¯ve avoided all the unpleasantness if you two just treated me with the same gallantry I showed you." Veledar turned his snout to Cordenth, "Now Cordenth, I will let you go if you promise to not run. If you do, then I will be forced to catch you, and that might result in injuries even I don¡¯t want to think of. Do you understand?¡±

    "Yes, I understand," Cordenth groaned, ¡°Now how about you return the favor and grace us with your name?"

    "Veledar. Remember it when you reflect upon this moment.¡± He swelled his chest as pride ran the length of his form. His wings unfolded like a vast tapestry before them as if on their own. He lifted his lips to show off his sharpened teeth, making sure the pinned green saw every gleaming speck. Veledar released the dragon beneath him, giving him a grin and refolding his wings. Cordenth rubbed the spot he was pinned with a claw several times, grumbling unintelligible words to himself. The with a groan he stood back to all fours and made no movement to run. That surprised Veledar, but he still he watched on with wary eyes.

    "So, let us get our questions out of the way." Veledar started to pace in front of the dragons, but not letting his eyes off them for a second. He could feel the flickers of anger when they had been first pulled from the sky start to stir within him and give life to it anew. "Why did you bring us to this forest? And why exactly did you pull us from the sky and trap us here!?"

    ¡°Us?¡± Cordenth pulled his head back into the shape of an s, cocking it to the side with fluttering frills. "We didn¡¯t lead you here. We were just relaxing in this clearing when you and your companions stumbled upon us.

    "Don''t forget we were sent here to wait." Lyyreth grumbled, "The Emerald Lady must have known they were going to succeed.

    "Who is this Emerald Lady?" Lyndis strode over, brow raised and arms crossed against her leather clad chest.

    "Oh, but of course.¡± Cordenth rolled his eyes. ¡°For she is the mighty ruler over this forest. She shapes and controls everything that breathes, moves, or lives here according to her desires."

    ¡°So why would she want us here?" He asked to both of the dragons. To which Cordenth gave a chuckle, and Lyyreth started sneezing again.

    "You ask as if she tells us her plans." Lyyreth said, wiggling his tail, but not enough for an escape attempt.

    "So what good to us are you then?" Veledar snorted.

    "Veledar," Arcturus snapped, as if he were warning him at a thought he did not have.

    "Don''t worry, Arcturus, I¡¯ve had too much excitement today to lift another claw at these two¡­with a few exceptions, of course." He rolled his eyes and tapped a claw against Lyyreth''s hide several times.

    "We can lead you to her so that you may have your audience with her. That¡¯s apparently what she wanted the entire time." Cordenth growled, tossing his neck towards the trees before stretching his wings wide. "Although, you would have to untie my brother over there. I will not let him lie down on the job."

    "You try getting your limbs tugged to the ground by a wiggling vine, followed by a shield to the face!" Lyyreth complained before sneezing one more time. ¡°Then we can have words about who is laying around!¡±

    Arcturus went to start untying the bindings but stopped and looked Lyyreth in the eyes. "No tricks this time, Lyyreth, or Veledar over there will have his merry way with you."

    "I-I¡¯m sorry, sir handsome warrior, but I believe you¡¯re more his type than I." Lyyreth snorted, his frills turning a darker shade of green before looking away with a scale shuttering sneeze. Snickers of laughter sounded from the girls behind them, drawing a smirk to the green dragon¡¯s snout.

    "That¡¯s not what I- you know what I mean, you sneaky lizard." Arcturus¡¯ face shifted to a growing crimson. One that in time might resemble the scales that adored Veledar¡¯s back.

    "As much fun as watching Arcturus turn into a red pepper is, he speaks the truth." Veledar showed the dragon''s one of his paws and displayed his claws. They both gulped at the implied meaning, with Veledar smiling to himself. He would never inflict damage upon them for a silly reason like that, but they did not need to know the lay of his thoughts.

    "We would not try anything anyway. Not if the emerald lady expects you." Gulped Lyyreth.

    "Well that is good enough for me." Lyndis replied as her skilled hands untied the rear bindings. Arcturus joined her but untied the front ones instead. Soon, Lyyreth was quickly on his paws again, licking the scales where the ropes had held him tight.

    "Thanks."

    Veledar surged over before another word could be exchanged. He snapped an extended talon to the dragons now cowering slightly before him. ¡°By all means.¡± Veledar grinned, his tail coiling around him. ¡°Show us the way to this mysterious lady of the woods. Myself and my companions would love to have some words with her.¡±

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 2: The Emerald Lady

    Veledar padded after the twin brothers with a swaying tail and narrowed eyes. To his growing irritation the dragons had decided to walk the way there. There were words about the Emerald Lady not wanting them to fly but he had the sneaking suspicion they were doing it to get right under his scales. Course if what they said was true, it only added to his disdain for her. He shook his head as each step reminded him of his inability to soar on the winds of freedom. He snorted, his eyes locking onto Lyyreth¡¯s tail as it swayed back and forth. He¡¯d rather be leading them somewhere, not being led like a wyrmling through the forest. Though it did make him wonder. Was this what it was like for his friends when they trailed behind his own frilled tail? Nonsense. He shook it off as just a silly thought. He was much more resplendent. The red turned his head as Lyndis broke the silence.

    "So answer me this.¡± The rogue gestured to the green brothers, hands going to her hips.¡± What exactly are you lot doing here? You don''t hear many a tale of dragons still living within Lumara''s borders.¡±

    "We were hatched here, elf. Or is that too a fantastical explanation to you?" Lyyreth hissed, glancing over his shoulder. "We don''t leave the forest much for fear of being noticed. Mother has specifically warned us about the danger posed by the dragon hunters of Lumara, quick to anger, and even quicker with the blade."

    "Your mother, eh? Would that happen to be the Emerald Lady?" Lyndis¡¯ brow rose as she crossed her arms across her chest.

    "Figure out that, did you?" Cordenth suddenly added, curling his head to glance behind him. "You must be quite the tracker to put the pieces together like that."

    "Oh, please. You must try ever harder to insult me, Cordenth. Veledar here has been nothing but a workshop of creative compliments. Besides, no matter what, you cannot possibly be more annoying than he.¡±

    "Hey!" Veledar exclaimed in protest. He turned to look at her as she started laughing. She pat him on his left flank. "Don''t worry, Veledar, you¡¯re OUR annoying dragon."

    "You let the elf speak like that to you?" Cordenth intervened, snout wrinkling as if offended. "If I were you, I would remind her that I am a dragon, and she, my minion."

    Veledar was about to remind the green dragon about his loss, but Lyndis beat him to it as she placed the flashy tip of her dagger against one of Cordenth¡¯s emerald scales.

    "Well, your pompousness, I gotta remind you this minion defeated your brother over there.¡± She flicked her weapon quickly in Lyyreth¡¯s direction. ¡°So, I suggest you take a better tone with me, or this dagger here shall find its way in places you really, reaaally don¡¯t wanna think of!"

    Veledar amusingly watched as Cordenth gave a grumble then a gulp at the way she drew out her words. The green snapped his mouth shut, lowered his snout, and shifted his eyes to the path. Then without further prompting, shied away from the dagger wielding female.

    "Nice form there." Veledar rumbled, flashing Lyndis a grin. "Didn''t even need my help."

    "Yea we don''t need you for bloody everything. As formidable as you are," She replied, stowing her dagger with a smile.

    Veledar glanced up at a towering tree that sprung from the earth. It¡¯s thick branches like human arms, reaching towards the sky with little bark covered fingers. His head snapped round as the sound of jostling metal caught his ear. Arcturus was on all fours, pushing himself off forest floor. The dragon swiftly approached, offering a helping claw to pull up the red faced paladin.. Arcturus quickly explained how a root seemed to have caught his foot, though when they looked none were present. This only made the human¡¯s cheeks burn brighter red as he insisted that it indeed had been there. With a sigh and a quick word of thanks they started walking again. Though they had to spur themselves on a tad faster, the greens had kept on going without a word. When they did catch up to the pair the greens only a mischievous grin, a glance between the two, and snickering that only increased the red dragon¡¯s suspicion further. They had something to do with it. After that he followed the brothers like a shadow with narrowed eyes. There would be no more surprise spell craft at work while he was there.

    "Ya kno, most folks only see one dragon in dere lifetimes. Us doe? We get ta see four in a month!" Merlia threw her hands up in the air.¡± Quite da story already!¡±.

    "Well, it will make a fine tale to write." Veledar said smugly, "To have been so lucky to meet four dragons is a rare delight indeed. Just remember to put the red one at the front, and a bunch of flowering words to capture my great qualities."

    "Ya ya, Course what do ya think da chances are this she dragon o deres be friendly? Wouldn¡¯t that be a swift kick to da arse?"

    "Probably unlikely.¡± Arcturus¡¯ replied with a stern voice. ¡° She forced us down here and I bet a month¡¯s salary if the roles were reversed, those two ahead wouldn¡¯t have been so kind." Arcturus suddenly spoke louder, clearly for the green dragons to hear, "Unless of course they want to prove me wrong!"

    The two brothers didn¡¯t reply, instead offering flicks of their tails in response. The group continued on in silence as the words of the paladin hung heavily on their minds. Even Veledar felt the unease start to tickle ever so slightly at his scales as they traversed the thick forest around them. This continued until they came to a fork in the path. Cordenth peered down the right path flaring his nostrils and taking a deep breath with closed eyes. He snorted, frills fluttering before snaking his head and doing the same to the other path.

    "We''re going around," The dragon mumbled as he reared up and started moving his front limbs in a circular motion. Small tendrils of green light followed in their wake, dripping off his digits like water.

    "Around what exactly? Veledar cocked his head, watching as the dragon¡¯s paws swished through the air. The red¡¯s muscles tensed with each second, ready for any sort of deception brought their way.

    "A village of mother''s servants." Cordenth replied coolly. He waved his left paw, and the foliage parted for him. Plants bended, twisted, and even uprooted themselves. The flora lifted itself and deposited into new areas of the forest, making a path large enough for two dragons to walk side by side.

    "Servants?" Veledar¡¯s neck pulled back into the shape of an S, "How did you mother end up getting servants?"

    Cordenth snorted with a throaty chuckle, "What self-respecting dragon doesn''t have servants?¡± The amused green gave Veledar a condescending smirk, "She acquired them over time, from debts, promises, trespasses, lost souls. You could say she had her claws all over the continent in some fashion."

    "That sounds familiar, actually, I had a few briefings on people spouting about the Emerald Lady.¡± Arcturus hand cupped his chin, rubbing at the stubbly beard. ¡° They never spoke as if she were a dragon, and they all walked around with an emerald pin. I guess this makes sense in some way. Green dragons have been known to be more prone of keeping people as treasure. More so than other dragons at least."

    "You seem to know a few things about us." Cordenth snapping his snout towards the human and shooting him a dirty look. "You certainly don''t look like a scholar, so I bet you¡¯re one of those dragon hunters." The dragon growled in the back of his throat, "Which certainly begs the question on why you¡¯re traveling with your red companion.¡±

    If the display upset the paladin, he didn¡¯t show it. The human merely met the green dragon with a stern gaze and a voice as calm as a storm¡¯s center. ¡°The story is long and unfit for such a place. Suffice to say, we had shared words and came to common reason. I¡¯d also be careful of changing his name around or calling him mocking titles. Only his friends can do that.¡±

    "A dragon hunter that listen to reason instead of sticking things willy nilly with your pointy metal?¡± Cordenth¡¯s neck curled into an S as the dragon let out a mocking gasp.¡± I think I might actually die of shock.¡±

    "Best not to keep your horns too close to the canopy. After all, you were not that mighty of a dragon." Veledar growled at the pompous green. "Besides, you will find that humans, dragon hunters or not, are full of surprises."

    "No doubt. That is probably why mother wants to get a good look at you."

    In front of them, a huge tree covered in moss suddenly uprooted itself. The roots acting as legs as the thing walked away to reveal a castle made out of twisting vines, thick roots, and darkened trees. The red dragon tilted his head upwards towards the top that curved inward as if to resemble a large closed flower. It had to be at least five times Veledar¡¯s height.

    "You dragons don''t do anything half way, huh?" Lyndis mumbled, being the first one to resume walking towards the vine castle and its towering bark gate. They did not get far before the rogue froze again. ¡°What are those?¡± Her voice trembled as she pointed out towards a field of frozen humanoids of grey stone. Like weeds they sprouted from the ground, spaced every few feet and frozen in silent terror at some unknown foe.

    "Trespassers. Or enemies to our mother¡¯s dominion.¡± Lyyreth muttered as his snout traced over the frozen figures. ¡°She keeps them as a warning to others about the dangers that can befall you should you enter her forest uninvited. She also keeps them for.¡± Lyyreth¡¯s snout wrinkled, tongue sticking out like a pink worm. ¡°Consumption.¡±

    "Well, that must certainly prove quite unpleasant for her fangs." Veledar muttered, imagining the dragoness'' white teeth chipping on one of the stone figures.

    "She doesn¡¯t do that red scales. Mother turns them back to flesh moments before eating them." Lyyreth hacked. "But most of the stones are used for intimidating others."

    "Well.¡± Merlia scurried closer towards Veledar¡¯s flank. The dwarf¡¯s eyes usually defiant were flickering with a lingering cautiousness. ¡°It¡¯s certainly workin! She¡¯s got me shivering worse than a blue balled gryphon being teased during matin season!¡±

    ¡°Quite the imagery.¡± Veledar chuckled softly, curling his tail protectively around his smaller ally. "I¡¯m certain that if we keep together, we will be fine.¡± He paused, eyes befalling every frozen figure. "Come to think of it. She seems to have most of mortal kind frozen before us. But one has to ask the question.¡± He snapped his snout to the green scaled brothers. ¡°Where are the dragons? Can¡¯t see any around here."

    "They¡¯re all soldiers of Lumara." Arcturus muttered grimly, pointing out a human statue that was being consumed by dull green moss spreading up its legs. The stone man appeared to still be in his armor at time of being turn to stone. His front cape bore the same gryphon that Arcturus¡¯ now tattered one did. The stone figure¡¯s mouth was hanging open the rest of his features twisted into one of pure terror. ¡°Least they¡¯re not awake for such fates.¡± The paladin¡¯s face darkened, as if a shroud had wrapped itself around him. ¡°Quite the harsh sentence that would be.¡±

    Veledar shook his head and continued towards the large gate. He tried to keep his eyes off the rows upon rows of frozen mortals and gryphons alike. He understood killing his foes, or those trying to steal from his hoard. But this? At least he would have ended such foes quickly. He would never have displayed trophies such as this within his lair. The mere thought of that was nothing but horrid. He tried to not think about the fate that awaited them in their final moments. One moment of fear before a pair of green jaws snatched them up, sinking sharpened teeth into them. No better than if they were mere prey. His tail twitched as he looked to his companions, who looked just as horrified as he was. Even Arcturus had his hand brushing against the hilt of his sword, his eyes vigilantly glaring at the green dragons leading them onward.

    The brothers came to a halt before the towering bark gate covered in thick low hanging vines. Lyyreth started a sneezing fit as he dragged a claw along one of the green serpents, whispering "Open" in draconic. Like snakes given life the vines curled away from the gate as a section of the surface broke free into a door like shape, large enough for even Veledar to pass without dipping his head. From the castle¡¯s interior burst forth small clouds of pollen that lingered on the air like a dense yellow fog. If this Emerald Lady was trying to build the tension, Veledar had to admit she was doing a fine job. Even his heart was starting to beat faster than normal. He hid it with a rumble down his throat and flicking of his tail over the grass. No reason for his companions to know. He had a reputation to uphold after all.

    ¡°My mother¡¯s cavern was much more appealing.¡± He scoffed, cursing his dismissal as ice ran cold claws around his heart.

    "That may be, but our mother will see you now." Lyyreth stuttered, then sneezing so loudly that his tail spasmed and smacked the ground with a loud thwack,

    " Wait, you¡¯re you two not coming in?" Lyndis leaned back, crossing her arms across her chest. She regarded the brothers with some amusement, a sly smirk tugging at her lips. "Oh, don¡¯t tell me. You¡¯re afraid of how she will react to your swift and unceremonious defeat.¡±

    Cordenth narrowed, his words coming taught. "She only wishes to see you now. Although I can imagine she will certainly have words with us when she¡¯s through with you.¡±

    "Well, I suppose there is no time like the present.¡± Arcturus sighed, raising his head and starting to stride confidently into the darkened structure. ¡°Best not keep the dear lady waiting.¡±

    Veledar found Arcturus¡¯ voice a refreshing drop of optimism, even bringing comfort to his heart. With a snort and shake of his frilled tail he slunk after the human keeping his eyes on the vines as he passed below them. The moment that all of them had fully entered, the door slammed shut with a thunderous thud. Even a gale of wind came forth to ruffle his wings, followed by the gasps or worried voices of his companions.

    "I knew it!" Veledar hissed, flaring out his wings and puffing up his chest as he waited for his dark vision to kick in. They stood in silence, tension filling the air so thick that he could cut it with a claw. When nothing happened, he grumbled, refolding his wings tightly against his back and starting his search of this odd plant structure.

    He looked up within this place to find that the ceiling was too far up for his sight to penetrate. That was odd, considering that this place didn¡¯t look that big on the outside. He glanced down to see vines covering the floor like a sea of thick snakes that wound and curled every which way. From those rose plants in the various shapes that formed together to create pedestals that held things like vases, old pieces of armor, and even some glass jars with old moldy books resting inside them. Covering all of this was a thin mist that seemed to be curling and rising from the sprawling floor. His dark vision was interrupted as Arcturus held up his hand, bringing light to his mana crystal. The dragon¡¯s snout wrinkled as he instantly shielded his eyes with a claw, hissing at the annoyance. ¡°Must you do that? I was searching the area.¡±Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.

    ¡°I know lad, warn us next time!¡± Merlia rubbed two fingers across her nose, clenching her eyes shut. ¡°Blasted paladin blinded me!¡±

    The man apologized rather quickly with sincerity, then resting his hand on Veledar¡¯s scaled shoulder with a sigh. "You know, I have to admit, tis rather annoying being the only one of us that cannot see in the dark."

    "Don''t worry.¡± Veledar chuckled, flashing the man a grin. ¡°We got over your handicap a while ago." The girls soon joined in with amused snickering, bringing some good cheer as the dragon cautiously padded his way into the mist. His eyes soon found themselves slowly drifting back and forth. He hated the silence that was consuming all around them, thankful for the sounds of his friends footfalls sounding behind him. Despite his trust of them he found himself peaking back every moment or so, just to be sure they were okay.

    He snorted, swallowing down the thick tension that lingered in the air and pressed on. Warry murmurs passed between his friends as he swelled out his chest. Perhaps that would stoke the fire of their bravery. Though they whispered about seeing shapes he dismissed it as nonsense. If it was that small in the mists, then it couldn¡¯t possibly be a threat to them. Right? Despite his proclamation he found himself every so often doing a double take as though swearing to Bahamut herself that some twisting shape was sliding around the floor. He pictured it watching with careful eyes, ready to pounce when he last suspected. To his embarrassment each time he saw this he lashed out with his claw, just in case he caught their stalker unaware. On the third such attempt he had enough of these games, "Show yourself!" He snarled, flaring out his wings. He letting his taught voice carry through the halls like a storm. ¡°I tire of these games!¡±

    ''''As you wish," Came a booming feminine reply. From the mist rose a large emerald dragoness that dwarfed even Veledar in size. She flared out her vast lime green membraned wings as her talon tipped paws crashed into the floor with a concussive thud. She opened her maw to reveal sharpened, gleaming teeth and let loose a thunderous roar that shook the very ground with its ferocity.

    Veledar instinctively curled his tail around the others, spread his own wings, roaring right back at the larger female. Her eyes looked to each one of them in turn, glowing an eerie purple in the low light. Now that she was looking down on them Veledar estimated she was three times his size. He gulped as he realized that she bore scars all over her of her body, clearly she had seen battle before. He heard his friends draw their weapons, then brandish them in the corner of his eye.

    "You think in your arrogance that you can fight me?" She chuckled, starting to strut around them like Veledar sometimes did. She did it slower however, letting each black talon of hers rap against the floor. "You¡¯re in my forest, little ones. I could have killed you at any time I desired, and you wouldn¡¯t have even known why. Put your toys away before I am forced to injure you." She settled down onto her haunches, tail curling around her hinds. ¡°By all means, take your time." She gave a toothy grin, the frills on either side of her head fluttering like a moth¡¯s wings. "You¡¯ll be here as long as I see fit."

    Veledar heard the others grumble in irritation as they stowed their weapons. The red dragon however did not uncurl his tail, nor tuck his wings back to his sides. He just kept his eyes locked on the female, who bore similar scale patterns to her children, save for her wing membranes that had a yellow pattern in the shape of rolling waves, with black arcane runes tattooed on them. Still, everything was made creepier when her eyes found him. A grin spread across her snout, and for a second, Veledar thought he was going to end up fighting again.

    "What did ya do wit Ulga, ya scaly bitch?" Merlia shouted, pointing a gloved hand at the massive green dragon.

    "Well, that certainly was not the conversation starter I would have gone with. But there it is."

    "I suggest you speak to me in a way that fits my stature, dwarf. Or things might get a bit messy." The green she-dragon growled deep in her throat, curling her serpentine neck into the shape of an S.

    "First ya tell me what ya did wit Ulga, then we can work on how I address ya!" Merlia snapped back, her eyes not showing even a glint of fear.

    The Emerald Lady sighed as she moved a talon to Merlia. Suddenly, the dwarf started to flail, and Veledar noticed her lips had been sealed together. The ranger¡¯s fingers grabbed desperately at her lips, trying to rip them open.

    "Perhaps I will let you speak again when you learn some respect." The dragoness said casually, dismissing Merlia with a wave.

    "Undo what you have done to her!" Arcturus shouted, pulling out his sword with a hiss and pointing it at the Emerald Lady. The silver metal erupted into a bright blue glow that illuminated the mist around them.

    "I second that motion!" Lyndis curled her hand into a ball, summoning forth a ball of crackling fire.

    "Such a typical reaction from the lesser races. Veledar, I suggest you tell your human and elf to back down before I end up killing them outright," The Emerald Lady growled, eyeing the two mortals like a predator eyeing up their next meal.

    "You will have to go through me first before you even get to touch them!" Veledar shouted , snorting out a plume of black smoke from his flared nostrils as he took a powerful step forward. ¡°Not a single talon!¡±

    The Emerald Lady just gave a slight laugh at their display, regarding their outburst like a mother might a child lost in a tantrum. ¡°How amusing.¡± She rumbled, moving one of her claws so that it pointed to the still groaning Merlia. "Bear this in mind, dwarf. Next time, your friends may not be able to sway me. I will kill you, if you address me in such a crude manner ever again. Do you understand?"

    "Aye," Merlia hissed through clenched teeth, her hands clenching into fists.

    "Perfect. You mortals are always good at obeying your betters, but even so, there are certain times when you simply need a good reminder on who towers above you." The Emerald Lady smirked as she rose up to pace around the group once more, staring at them all with the same intimidating pair of glowing eyes.

    "Now, about the thing you shouted at me, I presume by Ulga you mean your spirit?" She lifted a claw. The form of Ulga -a small ball of radiant light- rotated around it. "I needed to persuade you to land." The dragoness flicked her claw, and the orb of light flew over to Merlia, where it quickly hid beneath her clothes.

    Veledar saw Merlia scowl at the Emerald Lady. However, despite her stare, she managed to keep silent.

    I never thought anyone would manage to keep Merlia biting her tongue. However, I guess an intimidating dragoness like the Emerald Lady was good as any.

    "So why did you bring us here?" asked Arcturus loudly. Perhaps a bit too loud, for someone standing before such an intimidating dragon. His voice showed no fear, it did not crack, and his eyes did not blink at all. "I take it has to be more than to add us to your impressive collection outside?"

    "Why have I brought you here?" She chuckled deep in her throat, "I brought you here because you were with Veledar at the time."

    "Me? What have I got to do with this?" Veledar snarled as he twitched his tail.

    "Oh, young Veledar, I have somethings you need for this little quest of yours." She replied. Her purple eyes seemed to look past them, as if she were looking far away. She stayed like that for a moment longer, sending a shiver right down the scales of Veledar''s spine.

    "What could I possibly need from a dragon that rips us from the sky and threatens my friends?'' Veledar tapped the ground firmly with his claw. ¡°Tell me,¡± He hissed, growing impatient with the Lady¡¯s silence. He could not think of anything she could provide that he did not already have. He had friends, magic, and a plan behind him. He waited a moment for the Emerald Lady to respond, but she still said nothing as she glanced around. Her snout seemed to be focusing on things they could not see or were not even there.

    "It seems as though someone is watching us." She said suddenly, a smirk on her muzzle.

    "Who is watching us? Veledar asked, titling his head to the side.

    "This matter does not concern you, and I¡¯m afraid inquiring about it would only confuse you further. Now, back to the matter at claw¡­"

    ¡°Not yet. I want to know more. How do you know what we need? Have you been watching us?" Veledar peaked back to the others. They were standing still, alert and tense at the same time. He could see their hands were clenched, perhaps waiting for the Emerald Lady to make an attack.

    "In a matter of speaking, yes, I have been watching all of you." She held up her claws and spread them wide. In between them appeared brilliant dots that emulated the stars on a pitch-black sky. "The past, the present, and the future that awaits you all." The dragoness turned to Merlia, a grin on her snout. "Take for example Merlia, the dwarf ranger, an exile from her people. She is on an adventure that will never end, doomed to never return home." From the stars sprung forth little figures that were pointing to another one, secluded, alone. It hung its head and walked away from the rest in silence.

    "Veledar, the young dragon who calls himself Crimson Sky, whom has suffered a trespass and befriended his worst enemy." From her paws, more figures seemed to spring forth. One changed into the shape of a dragon flying round and round. The other was meant to be Arcturus, as it joined the dragon in flight.

    "Arcturus, a knight of Lumara no longer, his status and title replaced under Bahamut¡¯s gaze. Your history is marred with sadness like the dragon you call your friend." The figures in her paws seemed to be acting out the final act between the human and dread flame. The dragon figure held on to the figure Arcturus as a shape of a house burned before them.

    "Lastly, we have Lyndis, the rightful born princess of Drenedar. You run so far from your responsibilities, trying desperately to find your own way in the world."

    ¡°Royal birth!?" Veledar gasped, snapping his snout round to the horror stricken rogue. "When were you going to tell us that?"

    "Oh, you had not told them. That was certainly something I did not foresee." The Emerald Lady cooed putting a claw to the tip of her snout. ¡°How interesting.¡±

    "When were you going to tell us about this?" Arcturus intervened, seeming to ignore the dragoness that was watching the display as if it was nothing more than an elaborate play on a stage.

    "I was working up the courage to bloody tell you!" Lyndis shot back, "I mean, you wouldn¡¯t have trusted me at all if I went out and told you that me, a rugged rogue, is actually the princess of Drenedar! Besides, that is not who I am anymore." She crossed her arms defensively, "I am the arcane trickster you have known. This is the real me."

    "Then I take it you were not trying to manipulate us in order to get into the city so you can assassinate my king?"

    "No! I have been honest about everything except that one detail. I can tell you the whole story later."

    Arcturus mulled it over, squeezing he bridge of his nose with a sigh. "I believe you, Lyndis. Of course, we can talk about this later. We will definitely need a campfire to ponder on this piece of information." He then turned back towards the Emerald Lady and clasped his hands together. "Now I can officially say I have met two members of a royal family."

    "All I have to say, Lyndis, is that you will have no problem paying back the fees you owe me. Of course, this trove of wealth will be nothing but substantial now that I know I have a member of your royal family under my wing." Veledar quipped, giving her a reassuring smile. When she returned it he snapped his attention to the tail twitching dragoness looming over them.

    ¡°So you can see things about us. Illuminate me as to the reason of my presence here, once again. What exactly do I from you? Where I am standing, I have everything I need to get my book back."

    "Then you are aware of how those friends of Arcturus tracked you down so easily?" The dragoness¡¯ snout curled into a sly grin.

    "That¡­is a conundrum I¡¯m still working on.¡± Veledar mumbled, thumping his tail at his ignorance.

    ¡°Or perhaps how you would go about disguising yourself in a city filled with arcanists? I assure you, the trick you pulled in Drakenburg will not work in the capital city of Lumara."

    "No¡­I didn¡¯t get that far," Veledar replied yet again, starting to show his teeth. This dragoness was treating him like he was just a child.

    "Or perhaps you outright ignored the literal army stationed within the city¡¯s walls. With airships, gryphons, and numerous other defenses, your quest is doomed to fail."

    "I was going to wing it at that part!" Veledar snarled. He quickly composed himself as the dragoness just gave him an amused look. Like one would if say a puppy gave a little growl at them.

    "If you¡¯re done pointing all the flaws in my plan, maybe you can tell me how I¡¯ve been tracked down so easily. I figured it was my morning hunts that led the gryphon riders to me. It¡¯s the only thing that makes sense¡­is it not?" His scaly ridge raised as he met the Emerald Lady¡¯s eye. The idea that it was not his fault was a great relief off his mind. Of course, if he were not the one to blame, he wondered who it was. He wondered if they were using a detect spell to find him, possibly on the book they had stolen from him. However, Veledar found himself unaware of such spell, especially one that could give them accurate information from minute to minute. Perhaps that was why they had used the gryphons. He imagined they would get a general area of his whereabouts, then send in the gryphons to find his exact position.

    "The hounds that chase after your tail bear have an ancient relic from times past. Back from when dragons ruled over all of mortal kind, and waged a great war. It allows them to track dragons quite effectively and do a deal many more things. The one they have is able to work only on red dragons such as yourself." The Emerald Lady started to pace in front of them before placing a claw to point accusingly at Arcturus, "It was provided to them from this one here, from when he fought Dread Flame."

    "I did not know that a simple red orb could do something like that!" Arcturus exclaimed, his jaw dropping.

    Well that was certainly not something Veledar had thought of. He would have to tease the human about this later. He imagined the human going red, very much like his scales. He would then smile, and Arcturus would follow his example, laughing all over.

    "Don''t worry about it, Arcturus. We can discuss your actions later." Veledar smiled at the thought he had and thumped his tail. Perhaps he could convince the human to have another wrestle to ease his mind about this complication. Or perhaps caress his scales or massage his wings. Oh yes. All those options sounded delightful.

    "Fine. You have me convinced about this item or whatever it is you¡¯re offering." Veledar said, turning to the Emerald Lady. He hated to admit it, but she was right, and he figured that, were he Arcturus, he would take every advantage he could get. "I assume you will not simply part with your possessions?"

    "What kind of dragon would I be, if I simply parted with my gifts? You have been around mortals for far too long, young Veledar." She then held up a claw grasping and ungrasp it. "I will not relinquish my gifts for simple coin."

    Veledar groaned. That meant she wanted favors from them at best. At worst, she wanted them as part of her treasure. "Speak plainly then. What is it you want?"

    "For you to stay the evening. Your minions can spend their time with my subjects in my forest. My son Lyyreth will teach you how to shape shift into other forms than your own. This will aid you in your infiltration of the city of Entis." She held up a claw and shifted it towards Lyndis, "You will have the elf and dwarf retrieve an item from a temple within this forest. I will send Cordenth to supervise this operation." She then turned her snout to focus on Arcturus. She got in real close, close enough that Veledar thought he would have to move in and push her away.

    "Which leaves your human to his own devices as he practices magic from that book."

    The Emerald Lady then sat down before them and moved her claw in a circle. She started to draw shapes in jagged lines. "We can discuss what will be done about the tracking business later. Luckily, the humans following you will not enter MY forest." She chuckled, "well at least not yet."

    "How do you know they will not enter the forest?" asked Veledar.

    "Because, little one. I HAVE SEEN IT!" She held up her paws, as radiant purple light burst through the circle on the ground.

    Veledar had to hold up his paws up to shield his eyes from the intense light coming from her circle. He squinted his eyes, barred his teeth, thumped his tail, and moved his wings to shield his friends from the brilliant light. It only lasted for a minute, as the light started to die down shortly after, leaving them all bathed in darkness. The only source of light coming from the room was from a well that had seemed to grow out of the ground. From it¡¯s stone sides radiated a pulsating purple light that bathed the dragoness in an eerie radiance from her horns to her talons. Thick white smoke started to spring from the well, flowing across the ground like a tidal wave. The dragoness hovered her snout over the well, flicking her snout up and staring deeply at all of them.

    "So, you can see the future." scoffed Lyndis, "I have heard some people make that claim before."

    "You would be wise to believe her." came the voice of Cordenth from behind them.

    Veledar turned to the green dragon, his teeth already beginning to show. How did that little runt sneak up on me? Veledar wondered to himself, He must have used a spell to hide his steps.

    "Mother requested that I take you to the village so that you may relax and slumber."

    "I did not hear her say anything." said Veledar, "and I have particularly good ears."

    He saw the green dragon roll his eyes at his boast. How dare he roll his eyes after I had beaten him so easily before? he thought as he snarled.

    "She cast a telepathy spell." Cordenth rolled his eyes, pointing a black talon to the top of his head.

    Veledar turned around, snorting as the Emerald Lady had closed her eyes. It was as though she had entered a trance, and they were no more important than a light breeze licking across a dragon¡¯s wings.

    "So I guess this audience is..." Arcturus began.

    "Correct." She finished his thought before waving them away with a paw.

    A wave of anger washed over Veledar for being dismissed so casually, but he quickly swallowed it down as he remembered how threatening the Emerald Lady was. Instead of arguing with the nagging voice in his head, he turned to her son and decided to instead give him a hard time later.

    ¡°Okay, you green scaled leaf licker. Show us the way to this village of yours." He said clearly making sure that the dragon took in every word, and when he noticed that Cordenth looked positively irritated, Veledar grinned.

 Chapter 3: The Ladies Hoard.

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    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

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    <u>Chapter 3: The Ladies Horde</u>

    Cordenth led them through the smoke covering the floor and away from the Emerald Lady. Veledar was certain the room shifted around them, because the trip out was considerably shorter than the way in. When they finally emerged from the lair, the sun was high in the sky.

    ¡°Do try to keep up.¡± Cordenth said as he stretched his wings wide.

    ¡°Oh he better not fly.¡± Veledar thought to himself, getting ready to pounce upon the green whelp and drag him down to the ground once again. To his disappointment however Cordenth met his gaze and adopted a submissive posture. Cordenth waved a paw, causing yet another path to form in front of the dragon.

    ¡°So anyone wonderin what a village run by three dragons is like?¡± Merlia asked.

    ¡°Only one dragon!¡± Veledar replied loudly, ¡°The other two are here servants.¡± He than snickered as he heard Cordenth snarl in front of them.

    ¡°After meeting her I imagine it is a horrible place, where the people are treated just like slaves.¡± replied Lyndis harshly, ¡°Trust me I am not trilled to be here.¡±

    Through his friends talking he noted that Arcturus had stayed silent as they walked. There was no way Veledar was going to allow that to stay that way.

    ¡°So what''s the paladin''s thoughts on the matter?¡± he cocked his head down at the human.

    ¡°Curious actually, since this village has been here for awhile it seems.¡± Arcturus said quickly, ¡°am I right Cordenth?¡±

    The green dragon turned his head back so that he could focus his eye on the human, ¡°Indeed, although it should come as no surprise to you.¡± The green dragon than returned his attention to leading them to the village.

    ¡°So how do you feel about the Emerald Lady? You looked rather fierce when you stood up to her for us.¡±

    ¡°Thank you, the rest of you looked rather intimidating for mortals as well. However I am annoyed with her. I hate all the delay presented before us, I just want to get to your city, get my book back, give your king a piece of my mind and be done with it!¡±

    ¡°She had good points though!¡± Lyndis chimed in from behind, causing Veledar to roll his eyes at being reminded.

    ¡°Yes I know dearest Lyndis, and that is what makes it more so annoying. Everything has to be so complicated.¡± Veledar sighed as he continued to follow the green dragon.

    The path they took were taking took them quarter of an hour before Cordenth stopped suddenly on the path he had created. ¡°Well, we are here.¡±

    Veledar looked around. There were no buildings, no stalls, nothing that he would call a village. There was not even a hut or tent for the mortals to sleep in!

    ¡°What are you playing at?¡± He walked over to Cordenth, and stuck a talon on his scaled chest. ¡°Is this some sort of game, lead us to the middle of no were to waste our time?¡±

    ¡°Veledar¡± Arcturus suddenly said, but Veledar ignored him.

    ¡°Cause I find this very rude, although what should I expect from a little whelp such as...¡±

    ¡°Veledar!¡± Arcturus shouted, and this time he felt the human shove him with his shield.

    ¡°Hey, just cause you know my name, you shouldn''t just sh----¡± He turned to Arcturus, the human was pointing up. Veledar looked with his snout.

    Up in the treetops were numerous wooden structures, practically growing from the trees. It was done with magic Veledar could not see any signs of magic on them. The buildings  were connected by wooden walk ways that seemed large enough for a dragon like Veledar to walk along and still have room at his sides.

    ¡°Satisfied?¡± Cordenth said, the smugness apparent on his snout. Oh how Veledar wanted to smack that look right off his muzzle. However with one look to his friends he held himself back.

    Cordenth than led them to a particular large trunked tree, that had a spiral walkway that lead up it. Cordenth let them up it into the trees, were Veledar than got a good look at the people walking around the treetops. They seemed to be a collection of different races,clad in simply green tunics and brown pants. They seemed to be in the middle of bringing supplies back and forth. With a sniff he determined it was cooking supplies, if the smell of the spices were any indication. He watched the collected people shift their gaze to himself. He saw a look of wonder as they stared at his crimson scales. He figured it was their first time seeing another dragon besides the green ones.

    So Veledar naturally swelled up his chest, unfurled his wings, and held his snout high for all of them to see. He walked like this for a bit until a woman walked out from the masses to greet Cordenth. She had black hair with a pink flower stuck in it.

    ¡°What can I do for you master Cordenth?¡± the woman before them spoke clearly, after bowing her head to the dragon.

    ¡°You can show them around this place, they are the Emerald Ladies guests for the evening. Treat them with the utmost respect.¡± Cordenth said calmly to the human woman, ¡°Even the red dragon there.¡± the green dragon gestured to Veledar with his neck, before turning back to them.

    ¡°Now this is were I leave you. Veledar come back to our lair after, you will of course be staying with us.¡±

    ¡°Separate from the others?¡± Veledar asked, tilting his head to the side. He had always heard splitting the group like that was absolutely ridiculous. He cleared his throat and gave a firm, ¡°No¡±

    He heard and tried to ignore the collected sighs from his friends from behind him.

    Veledar held up a paw and waved it dismissively at Cordenth, ¡°So you run and go tell your mother we will not be splitting up.¡±

    Cordenth seemed taken back, almost as if he could not believe that Veledar had refused that request. ¡°Fine¡± the dragon growled, ¡°See what I care.¡± Cordenth than bounded off the walkway without another word. He spread his wings and glided to the forest floor below.

    ¡°Well good riddance to that green whelp.¡± said Veledar, turning to the human with the pink flower.

    ¡°So what is your name dear? Or should I just call you little human?¡±

    ¡°Veledar!¡± Scolded Lyndis from behind. He however ignored the half elf, as she grumbled at him.

    ¡°N-names Mira¡± the woman said in a quiet voice, right after she gave a great bow to the red dragon. Veledar tried to not be too happy at her actions. ¡°Would you like a tour of our village as well great one?¡±

    ¡°See Arcturus, if you all treated me like this I might be more tolerable.¡±

    ¡°You''d get a bigger head den an airship¡± laughed Merlia, ¡°Den we would have ta carry you everywhere.¡±

    Veledar rolled his eyes as he imagined smacking the dwarf off of the walkway with his tail. However he held himself back with a smile instead. ¡°We would love to see your village Mira, but were can my companions put their things, I imagine their limbs grow tired.¡±

    ¡°They are not your servants o great dragon?¡± Mira said in surprise, as she raised one of her eye brows.

    ¡°No, No they are not¡± Veledar snickered, as he looked back to the others.

    ¡°Don''t even get any ideas¡± Lyndis said, pointing a finger at him. ¡°Besides if anyone should be waited on hand and foot it should be...¡±

    ¡°You miss princess?¡± he cocked his head to the side. ¡°Don''t think I will let your trimmed pants live that one down.¡± he laughed in his head as the half elf suddenly shut her mouth, and her ears turned a slight red.

    ¡°I can take you to our inn, sometimes our Emerald Lady has need of it for her guests.¡±

    ¡°How often does she have guests?¡± Arcturus asked inquisitively.

    ¡°Oh every month or so.¡± Mira said, starting to walk along the onlookers of the town.

    Veledar made sure to hold his head out, or beam his teeth in a smile. They passed numerous houses as Mira talked about history and such. Veledar however paid her no mind as he was too busy showing off to pay attention. He was surprised when they suddenly stopped in from of a building built into the side of a large hollowed out tree. The doors were large enough that it appeared he did not need to squeeze through them. They had several stories of windows, that seemed to have glass in them to look out. On the front door was a picture depicting that of a green dragon holding out its arms to a collection of humans kneeling over in prayer. Veledar was reminded of Trost, and he missed the gryphons he had sung with over drinks and food.

    ¡°Do they have any good drinks?¡± He asked Mira, and ignoring Lyndis when she grumbled, ¡°Veledar all you care about is eating and drinking.¡±

    ¡°Well we don''t partake of it often, but the two masters Cordenth and Lyyreth like the taste of our wines from time to time.¡±

    ¡°Wait they come down to visit you from time to time?¡± Lyndis asked suddenly, ¡°I got the impression they were simply too good to come and visit you.¡±

    ¡°That is not true, Lyyreth likes to come down and play with the children from time to time. I head he is quite good at dodge ball that they play. Cordenth on the other hand likes to come down as a human and engage in our dances. He puts up a tough better than you attitude but we have seen him caring and yearning to leave this place. I think his mother keeps him around for her own devices, and he resents her for it.¡±

    Veledar had wondered why the two dragons were still here in the forest. If they were not that much younger than he was they should have left the nest as of now. Perhaps while they were here he would have to push them out from his mother''s clutches. Teach them to be less whelp like.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.

    ''I would like to see the beds.¡± Veledar spouted out, once again ignoring Lyndis  saying, ¡°and beds, can''t forget about those.¡±

    ¡°We have some of the best beds o great dragon. The rooms are large, and have beds that are befitting of kings. However despite that, I do not think they were made with one such as yourself in mind great one.¡±

    Mira led them into the mostly empty tavern, which had plenty of spaces between the tables for Veledar to walk around. It would appear as though the Emerald Lady had them construct it so dragons could visit here if they wanted. Veledar wished all mortal towns were like this. They passed by the barkeep, as Veledar started towards him. He was about to ask the man for some drinks when Arcturus grabbed him by his right horn. The human held if firm and started to dragon him away. He gave a half hearted tug and allowed the human to pull him away, ¡°awwwww¡± he wined.

    They climbed a set of wooden stairs, that were hard and sturdy. They did not even creak when Veledar walked up them. They stopped outside a well lit hallway by lanterns that seemed to be giving off the same light as Arcturus'' light crystal. There were six rooms with signs by each of the doors. Each sign was marked by a number, and a green dragon in a different pose. One curled up, one flying, or blowing poison gas, one roaring, one sleeping, and the last one meditating with it''s claws up. Veledar bolted towards the closest one, and opened the door in a flash. He heard Arcturus speak to a no doubt surprised Mira, ¡°Yea he does that.¡±

    The room was rather spacious as inn rooms he had seen. There was a large bed covered in emerald and gold sheets that dominated the room. Veledar got close to inspect it. It was not big enough to hold him if he spread his wings up, but if he folded them close against himself it would. He plopped down on the bed, which sagged under his weight. The dragon rolled around, and came to a stop as he looked at the wooden ceiling. It seemed to be covered in green moss. Veledar stuck his tongue out in disgust at this, everything else had been great. He shifted a bit and closed his eyes and relaxed for a few minutes. With this short rest finished he got up and decided to find Arcturus'' room.

    It was not that hard to find, the human had picked the room next to him. ¡°Well wasn''t that considerate of him¡± Veledar thought as he opened the door with one of his paws. The paladin had already stripped himself of his armor and had on just his tunic, pants, leather belt, sword and scabbard, and the rod he had given him.

    ¡°Got bored already?¡± Arcturus grinned, as he was currently looking at himself in a human sized mirror in his room.

    ¡°Well I can''t go sleeping the day away.¡± he raised his head so that he was still looking at the human at the side of his vision. ''Besides, someone had to keep on eye on you guys. Have to be sure my investments are not running off.¡±

    ¡°Oh I don''t think you have to worry about us running off. I think you might have us enthralled.¡± replied Arcturus, as he brushed against Veledar as he walked back to the hallway. ¡°So Mira, how do they treat you around here? The dragon''s I mean.¡± Arcturus asked before he could ask Mira about the food.

    ¡°Honestly they are quite fair, and don''t treat us badly. Although the Emerald Lady has us perform tasks for her from time to time. I also already told you about master Cordenth, and Lyyreth.

    ¡°Well are you free to leave?¡± asked Lyndis, rubbing her hands together as she exited her room. She was wearing simple brown pants, with a dark blue short shirt.

    ¡°Well no.¡± Mira said, hesitating before answering the half elf. ¡°That is not our decision to make.¡±

    ¡°That sounds like slavery to me.¡± Lyndis said with a frown as she moved to Veledar''s left side.

    ''It''s a tad more complicated that that...¡±

    ¡°doesn''t really sound that way¡± replied Lyndis, crossing her arms.

    ¡°They are part of the Emerald Ladies treasure¡± Veledar stated, ¡°it is what Arcturus said earlier.¡±

    ¡°How can a person be treasure?¡±

    ¡°Green dragons like to hoard people, connections, favors, anything they can use to their own gain.¡± chimed in Arcturus sounding like he was reading from a textbook.

    ¡°So it is like she is blackmailing them into service?¡±

    ¡°Dearest Mira, do tell my companion how the Emerald Lady went about acquiring you as part of her treasure.¡± He turned his snout to Mira, who was clearly growing more nervous with each passing moment.

    ¡°She saved my traveling trope from some bandits.¡± Mira''s eyes lit up. ¡°Like an emerald guardian sent from above she saved us, and killed every bandit that held a weapon to us. In return for her efforts we live here and take care of her guests.¡±

    ¡°See its more like they are subjects within one of your kingdoms.¡± Veledar said smiling, ¡°its not as bad as you think.¡±

    ¡°What it you wanted to leave?¡± Lyndis asked, ignoring Veledar it seemed. He wrinkled his muzzle and narrowed his eyes at his friend.

    ''Well you would have to get her permission, which she usually grants. The only requirement is that you carry an amulet she gives you. It is so she can keep an eye on you, and request you return if she needs you.¡±

    ¡°And if you do not wish to return when she does that?¡±

    ¡°Why would you not to return? She treats us well and gives us places to live. However I suppose she would go about retrieving you.¡± Mira than looked to the stairway, like she wanted to escape from this conversation, ¡°Besides, you would probably want to see the rest of the village instead of talk to me about trivial things.¡± Mira than turned around and headed back where they came, and down the stairs. Veledar caught Lyndis shooting daggers at him with her eyes.

    ¡°I did not keep people as treasure!¡± He held up a paw and placed it on his chest. ¡°Besides, they seem happy and well. Besides if she did not help them they would be dead!¡±¡±

    ¡°Arcturus, help me out here. Clearly you can see that this is wrong!¡± Lyndis said, turning to plead to the paladin.

    ¡°Well they seem taken care of, not hurt, and they can usually leave when they want to.¡± The human sighed as he looked to an angered Lyndis, ¡°It is like our kingdom in a way, and she is their queen. I don''t think anything needs to be done, unless of course she was treating them badly.¡±

    ¡°Unbelievable!¡± Lyndis shouted, throwing her hands up as she began to follow Mira.

    ¡°Lass¡± Merlia said, putting a hand on Lyndis'' shoulder, ¡°Perhaps go talk to a few more before ya start gettin all angry an shoutin like a dwarf.¡±

    ¡°Fine¡± Lyndis said, than sighing as she put down her arms in defeat.

    Veledar followed the half elf, with Arcturus right at his side. He breathed in deep and got a whiff of what the kitchens were cooking, and he nearly swooned from the smells. He liked the food at his mothers cave that was summoned forth, but real cooked food always was better. They passed through the tavern floor, as Arcturus grabbed his horn again when he had started to wander towards the kitchen.

    ¡°I would not make a habit of this Arcturus.¡± He growled playfully at the human, ¡°Or I might have to get physical.¡±

    ¡°Well than stop getting distracted by your stomach.¡± Arcturus replied, pointing his finger into the dragon''s tan chest.

    ¡°It''s easy for you to say, your stomach is so small in comparison.¡± replied Veledar, rubbing his stomach with his other paw. It gave off a low grumble.

    ¡°Don''t worry, I am sure they will be cooking up something good for you. We have never had a dragon eat with us after all.¡± said Mira, with a big smile. ¡°I am sure the others will be thrilled and honored by your presence or great one.¡±

    From the kitchens they were brought around the village. Mira was talking about pretty boring things to his companions, as they kept asking her questions about everything. Like how many people there were, how long they had been here, and other mundane things like that. Veledar rolled his eyes at each one as the human''s attention was off of himself. They stopped for a moment as Mira went on about living here, to observe children playing. Veledar noticed that Lyndis was watching in silence with a hand on her chin. Veledar could not resist and slunk over to the half elf in thought.

    ¡°Still conflicted dearest princess Lyndis?¡± he asked, watching a child throw a red ball at another child. The ball flew through the air and struck the child, as they laughed in joy.

    ¡°Yes¡± Lyndis said after a long pause, than she sighed. ¡°Perhaps this isn''t so bad after all. Gods listen to me, focking making excuses!¡±

    ¡°Despite what you think, she treats them well and cares for them. I have heard tales of lord and others of your kind treating people not even close to this well.¡±

    Lyndis than kicked a wooden beam in frustration. ¡°Yeah I know.¡± she replied, ¡°Thanks for talking to me about this.¡±

    ¡°Think nothing of it princess.¡± he said, although Lyndis had narrowed her eyes, ¡°I mean dearest Lyndis.¡± He than stretched his wings out, causing some of the children to take notice of him. They stopped their game to point at the dragon and smile. He of course held his snout high and puffed his chest out for them.

    ¡°You two coming?¡± Arcturus asked, ¡°Mira is continuing with the tour!¡±

    ¡°Yes Arcturus¡± Veledar replied as he rolled his eyes and snorted. He turned to the amazed children one last time and let out a small jet of fire from his maw. He grinned afterwords at their collection of tiny cheers.

    ¡°Veledar?¡± came the voice of Arcturus again, who was clearly walking away.

    ¡°Coming!¡± he replied, bounding after his group.

    Mira than showed them the blacksmith, who seemed to make fine wears. Arcturus said as much, and he figured the human knew of such things. After all the human was clad in such a fine piece of armor. After this they headed to the outskirts of the village, and back to the forest floor. Veledar kept his eyes on several guards as they passed by them on the way down. They were clad in chain mail with green tabards. They stood there vigilant and watchful, showing no sign of the glowing attention the rest of the town was doing whenever Veledar walked by.

    ¡°So how many guards do you have?¡± he asked, ¡°Didn''t think you would need them, with the three dragons around here.¡±

    ¡°Not too many, but when we have guests we can''t be too careful.¡± Mira said holding her hand up.

    They finally made it to the outskirt of the village, to a large stone square made of smaller stone squares. Right outside this landmark was a small hut made of sticks. It looked like it was barely standing on it''s own, and was covered in mud and grime. The roof had holes in it, windows were non existent, and looked to have been slashed at by a sharp object. Outside this hut sat cross legged a brown fur covered minotaur. His horns were curved and were a shade of off-white. He wore simple brown rags with a green sash around his waist. Lastly what drew his attention about the minotaur was that he possessed a black spiked collar around his neck. The minotaur did not even open his eyes as they walked closer towards him.

    ¡°Now if you go further along this path you will come to a grand temple, that we are forbidden from going to. It is rumored that the Emerald Lady built it ages ago. She has told us it contains many dangers and does not wish to see us hurt.¡±

    ¡°So who is the minotaur?¡± Arcturus asked.

    ¡°He is another of the ladies possessions, although he kept here out of punishment. He did not choose willingly to be here.¡±

    ¡°For what¡± Arcturus asked.

    ¡°He has never spoken to it about us. He is forced to live out here in that hut, and to heal us when we are injured.

    ¡°So a cleric eh?¡± Merlia asked, ¡°Ta what god does he pray to?¡±

    ¡°Once again I do not have an answer for you. He has not mentioned it to us, and hardly speaks a word.¡± Mira answered, turning back towards the village in a twirl. ¡°Well that will conclude our tour, we best get back to the village. They are preparing a feast after all.¡±

    Ignoring her, Arcturus and Veledar walked over towards the minotaur. Veledar picked up his pace so that he would arrive at the minotaur first.

    ¡°Minotaur, my friends have questions. For instance, what god do you follow?¡± Veledar demanded. Arcturus caught up before the man could reply, he had an irritated look on his face.

    ''That is information that you are not privy to dragon.¡± said the minotaur, opening one of his brown eyes.

    ¡°I apologize for Crimson Sky''s forwardness.¡± Arcturus said to the minotaur, ¡° I however would like to know how you were acquired by the Emerald Lady.¡±

    ¡°You mean enslaved¡± the minotaur said sternly, ¡°You lessen what she does by using that word. However in my case I deserved my punishment.¡±

    ¡°And how is that?¡±

    The minotaur held up one of his hands, ¡°come speak with me tomorrow and I will tell you my tale. For now I grow weary and wish to not dwell upon my past.¡±

    ¡°Come on Arcturus, obviously this bull has nothing to say, besides they are preparing a feast!¡± exclaimed Veledar, as his mouth began to water at the thought.

    ¡°I suppose¡± Arcturus shrugged, ''Thank you for answering me minotaur. I will gladly come back tomorrow to hear your tale.¡±

    The minotaur nodded in response, and closed his eyes once again. Veledar slipped his tail around Arcturus, and it was his turn this time to drag the human back to the tour group. Which Mira had been talking to Lyndis and Merlia it seemed to keep them busy. They swiftly resumed their walk to the village.

    ¡°What had that bull done that he was kept here as punishment rather than what she usually did?¡± thought Veledar. ¡°If it was something bad, why was he not frozen outside her lair like all the others that had gone against her.¡±He shook his head and focused on the promise of the festivities. He took note of all the villagers that passed running by with green ribbons, and lighting torches for the night at hand.

    He heard drum beats in the distance, although he did not find them annoying. He found his tail tapping slightly to their beat as they walked.

    ¡°They are goin to have music?¡± Merlia gasped, ¡°We can have a proper celebration! I havn''t had one in years!¡± the dwarf than broke from the group, to no doubt go find drink and make a fool of herself. Veledar chuckled as the dwarf vanished into the crowds of people.

    Mira brought them to an open area with numerous large tables, with a group of brightly clad minstrels playing on various wood instruments, and drums. There was a particularly large table that had been formed by putting two tables together, obviously were they were supposed to sit. So Veledar strutted over to his spot as his companions took their seats at the makeshift table. It did not take long for the numerous villagers to file into the place, as the sun began to set. Chefs clad in brown clothes brought out trays of various foods. Alot of the cuisine he could not name, figuring they were from Drenedar or Rothdell. However he did spot some roasted animals among the silver trays. He smirked at the display of food before him, he could certainly get used to be catered to like this. He would lament of course having to catch himself a meal, perhaps if this was the norm he would do it from time to time. Lyndis quickly grabbed some sort of blue pudding and started practically shoving it into her face with a spoon. She mumbled something, but with mouth full of food even Veledar could not make out what she had said. Merlia had managed to file in with the others and had taken a seat along side them, grabbing piles of the assorted meats. She also was spouting a large tankard of ale in her other hand when she took her seat. She gave a great big dwarven smile as she clinked tankards with Arcturus, who was sitting to the dragon''s right.

    The hosts than dug into their food as the minstrels kept on playing. There was laughter as the group told their tale to people that kept listening with bated breath. Veledar could not help himself as he played up their fights, and daring deeds. He even let out little streams of smoke or flame during the tale to really add to it. When the tale ended, the eating had as well. The villagers had gathered in the middle of the area to start some moving around with each other.

    ¡°Oh they have dancing here!¡± Lyndis cried out, clapping her hands together.

    ¡°So this is what you call dancing?¡± Veledar asked Arcturus, tilting his head to the side.

    ¡°Come on Arcturus!, I have been wanting a dance!¡± Lyndis laughed as she dragged a red faced Arcturus to the dance floor. If they were any good Veledar did not know but it certainly entertaining to watch. They were at it for about fifteen minutes, than Veledar found that his tail had started tapping on it''s own to the music. He was done waiting, he wanted to try this dancing now. He did the quick spell to change his size and shrunk himself down. He made his way over to the two dancing and butted himself in, pushing Arcturus out of the way.

    ¡°I wish to try this dancing.¡± announced Veledar, as Lyndis and Arcturus just laughed.

    ¡°Hey¡± the human protested, than crossed his arms. ¡°Well this of course I need to see.¡±

    Lyndis just held up her hands for Veledar to hold as she laughed in good cheer. Veledar reared up on his hind legs and held her hands. She quickly went over some of the basic movements found in the dance they were preforming. Although as he tried it out with her he found with his hind legs it was a tad difficult to duplicate. He stumbled more than once, taking the elf with him tumbling to the dance floor. They both hit the ground laughing, as they got back up and tried yet again. After the fourth time that he tumbled to the ground he thanked Lyndis and grumbled as he returned to his seat.

    ¡°Didn''t do so well huh?¡± Arcturus asked the grumbling dragon. Than put a hand around the dragon that with a paw movement returned to normal size. ¡°Don''t worry, you will get the hang of it eventually.¡±

    ¡°Don''t you think I wont¡± Veledar pouted, ¡°Besides it pales in comparison to OUR dancing anyway.¡± he continued, than stuck his tongue out.

    ¡°I know, you have told me before.¡± Arcturus sat down with him to watch the others continue to dance. ¡°Never knew a place like this could exist.¡± Arcturus took a swig from his tankard. ¡°Didn''t know we had a dragon this close to Entis.¡±

    ¡°Well she does seem like the secretive type.¡± Veledar tapped the table lightly with his left paw, than curling his tail around the sitting paladin. He than looked up into the sky, and could make out the stars which were bright as always. How he longed to be back into the sky, the wind against his snout and wings, following the currents, how he hated being forced to walk around like a common animal.

    ¡°Don''t worry, we''ll get you back up there. We just have to play pawns for miss Emerald lady for a little bit.¡± Arcturus smiled, which made Veledar grin at his friend''s reassuring words.

    ¡°You mean WE will be back in the sky.¡±

    ¡°of course.¡±

    They sat and watched the night rile down. Merlia found some dwarves to share her drink with, and listen to her crazy adventures before she had met the group. Veledar''s favorite was about how she had hunted down a pack of displacer beasts to get the meat for another crazy dwarves stew. Lyndis had danced the night away with the others, seeming to have gotten lost in the music the entire time. When everything had quieted down Veledar gave a big yawn and got up to head to his bed. He used his tail to drag Arcturus with him. He led the human to his bed and both plopped down onto it. Veledar closed his eyes and fell asleep almost instantly. Hopefully he would dream of flying, with Arcturus right with him, both of them cheering and roaring in joy the entire time.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 4: SpellCraft Problems

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 4: Spellcraft Problems</u>

    Arcturus yawned, his eyelids opening slowly to the ambience of his room. Immediately, he could feel the pleasant warmth radiated by the scales encompassing his being. Veledar had a strong foreleg curled around him., holding him snug against the dragon¡¯s slowly rising and falling chest. Scaled eyelids fluttered as the slumbering dragon snored, his hind leg twitching across the bed.

    How did he get me here? Or better, when? Arcturus began the slow wiggling to free himself from the still sleeping dragon. Once he managed to disentangle himself from the crimson-scaled limbs, Arcturus climbed out of his bed and started to stretch on the room''s floor and ending them with cracking his knuckles. That done, the paladin grabbed his tunic, slung his leather belt around his waist, and stowed his longsword inside its sheath. He padded his way out the door of Veledar''s room, only to freeze halfway down the hall when he remembered the spell book that had been loaned him.

    Arcturus returned to the room with soft steps, eyeing the sleeping dragon as he snatched the old leather book. With a silent praise he quickly scurried out of the room, yawning away his grogginess as he went down the stairs. Despite the early hour that it must have been the paladin was graced with the alluring scent of cooking bacon wafting along the hall. With a hunger filled groan from his stomach the knight shuftled past the numerous wooden tables and chairs, resting his eyes behind the counter on a rugged human with onyx black hair tied into a ponytail. The man glanced up to offer to give Arcturus a nod, the same grogginess that plagued the paladin lurking behind the man¡¯s brown pools.

    "Good mornin¡¯ lad," said the man, "Do ya want a cup of coffee? Ya look like you could use an extra kick to the plate. Got the grounds from out east, past Whitedell!" He thrust a finger towards a pot on the stove, "I just brewed it."

    Arcturus gave the man a nod, sliding into one of the wooden stools that lined the bar. The man quickly poured him a cup, rubbing a hand on his apron that once had been white but now was covered in stains. With a hearty chuckle the barkeep placed a cr¨¨me colored mug on the bartop with a dull thud.

    "Your elven friend and that hearty dwarf already headed out. Tried to stop em for breakfast, but noooo, they insisted on flyin¡¯ the nest early. Speaking of winged beasts,¡± He pointed to the stairs, "Dragon of yours still sleepin?"

    Arcturus nodded as he took a sip of the steaming coffee, his eyes springing wide open. This coffee wasn''t that bad; in fact, it, might¡¯ve been the single greatest cup he ever had. It had just the right amount of flavor and bitterness. With another sip any lingering tiredness began its steady retreat into the far reaches.

    "Those critters always be sleepin¡¯ the day away. I am surprised they ever get anything done."

    As if summoned by mention of him, there was a loud bang from above. Arcturus chuckled to himself as he pictured the red dragon stretching like a cat, then complaining that his broad, beautiful wings could not fully stretch while inside the cramped walls of the room.

    "You want sausage and eggs?" The barkeep smiled, plopping three eggs and five sausages onto a brown wooden plate. Arcturus felt his mouth water as he watched the steam rise off the tasty food."Course ya do, yer a growin¡¯ warrior." The plate was slid infront of Arcturus¡¯, the steam radiating from the food like little white tendrils to caress his face.

    ¡°Not the word I¡¯d use to describe myself, but-¡°

    ¡°Oh, right, right. Paladin, was it?¡±

    ¡°Spot on.¡± Arcturus grabbed an offered fork and knife and began to dig into the food. Just as he started to enjoy his first bites , Veledar scampered down the stairs, his tail making dull thumps as it struck each one on the way down.

    "You got up without even giving me a nudge as to your whereabouts?" The red dragon strolled over, knocking aside a chair accidently with his tail. He ignored it with a growly chuckle before settling down beside the knight with his tail curled around the chair. ¡°I take you to my bed, warm you better than anything in this entire inn, and your way of saying thank you is to stuff your face full of food?¡± The red¡¯s snout tilted away from him, as if appearing as though he had been personally insulted. ¡°How rude of you.¡±

    "It''s really not-¡° Arcturus managed to get out between mouthfuls of food before the dragon pushed his scaly snout inches away from his face.

    "It is exactly what it looks like. Can¡¯t believe you, out of all people, started without me."

    "Well, excuse me, your scaly highness. I didn''t realize I needed your permission to eat."

    "Well I..." Veledar seemed ready to snort and make a large fuss until it was cut off by a large plate covered in heaping piles of eggs and sausage. "It¡¯s a good thing." The dragon took buried his snout into the offering, sending bits of egg and meat juice drooling down his chin. "That this mansh brought mesh food, or I mish have swiped your plate clean.¡±

    "Yeah, as if that can put a dent in your appetite. And swallow for gods sakes, can barely make out your mutterings." Arcturus laughed as the dragon¡¯s gulped down his current mawfull before swiping his snout clean with his tongue.

    ¡°Oh don¡¯t be so squeamish.¡± The drake rumbled before tearing back into his breakfast like a ravenous beast.

    Little chat was had between them as they finished their meal. Veledar even managed to not get most of it on the floor. The dragon had lipped his lips, gave a loud and hearty belch and thanked the barkeep. The man had been all besides himself as he picked up the dishes, repeatedly telling the pleased dragon that he need not be thanked. Arcturus figured that, when you are lorded over by dragons that think they are better than you, they might not always remember the basic manners.

    "Well, I guess we can go find that dragon son of hers." Veledar grumbled with a roll of his eyes. He turned round, nearly knocking over several resting mugs with his tail.

    "Which one of them was it again?¡± Arcturu¡¯ hand when to caress his stubbly chin. He simply could not remember the two dragons¡¯ names. Only thing that he remembered was one started with a C and the other with a L. It also didn¡¯t help they were practically identical.

    "The less uppity one. The one that unable to stop sneezing. You know, chipped horn, hog tied like a ham.¡±

    "Oh, that.¡± Arcturus tried to keep himself from grumbling out loud. ¡°Well, while you two are focusing on changing shape, I can work on channeling these spells of mine.¡± He smiled, patting the paladin spellbook resting beneath his arm. ¡°How¡¯s that for a plan?"

    "Sounds good. I suppose we can head down to that training area. I will wait with you there."

    "I thought you wanted to go find the dragon?" Arcturus raised his brow, chuckling as the dragon rolled his eyes at being caught in the slip of the tongue.

    "I¡¯ve simply changed my mind." Veledar held his snout up, "and besides, something tells me my presence will only annoy him."

    "You¡¯re really going out of your way to antagonize him, huh?"

    "But of course! I can even make a game out of it.¡± The dragon grinned, tapping his paw against the floor. ¡° See how long I can keep it up until he cracks like an acorn under my foot."

    "Your paws aren¡¯t that sturdy.¡±

    ¡°You know what I meant.¡± Veledar stuck his tongue out with a resounding snort.

    ¡°Oh dear.¡± Arcturus scratched the back of his head in response, already picturing how many sneezes the dragon would be caught up in. Hopefully the area would not be all one big poison cloud. ¡°Would you believe I¡¯m feeling bad for this dragon already."

    "You going to drink that coffee all morning or hurry up?" Veledar flared out his head frills and starting to creep towards the exit, his cerulean eyes locked onto the human with each painstakingly slow movement.

    "What¡¯s with the rush?¡±

    ¡°Grah! Do I have to explain myself?¡±

    ¡°Well, you certainly are in a hurry to head out and annoy that poor dragon. Do you get a thrill of it?"

    ¡°Oh, Arcturus. Nose-deep into books since childhood, and yet still so unaccustomed to our ways.¡±

    ¡°Fine, fine! I¡¯ll play your game, you scaled rogue.¡± Arcturus put down the mug and followed his impatient dragon out into the crisp morning air. It smelled of dew, was damp, and had a slight chill that sharpened his senses. Arcturus took a deep breath and tried to keep his muscles from shivering. Under normal circumstances, he would¡¯ve had no problem venturing in the cold with barely any clothes, yet the many nights he spent in the dragon¡¯s warm embrace started to erode his military conditioning. Arcturus tried not to dwell too much on that. He surged forward when he noticed Veledar had not waited for him, simply striding along without a care. He rushed over until he was keeping pace with the mischievous dragon as they made their way to the outskirt of the village, down the stairways and back to the training area.

    When they got there, nothing seemed to have changed since the previous night. Arcturus found the place Asterion had been sitting and decided it was good as any. With a deep breath he sat cross legged on soft ground, opening the old book on his lap. He focused on the pages, trying to shut out the rumbling noises coming from Veledar as the dragon roamed around the area with a swaying tail and deep sniffs of the air he seemingly every few seconds.

    He flipped through the old manila pages, inside were various spells of healing, protection, and even one that enchanted his weapon an element like fire! He shivered as if the morning air was adamant in reminding him how cold it was. Veledar must have noticed, because the dragon strolled over and gave a deep exhale. Arcturus coughed as the humid and warm air ruffled his hair, a faint smell of the dragon¡¯s meal lingering in the air.

    "There. Can¡¯t have you shivering like a little wrymling." Veledar mused, turning his head to scan the trees around them. Arcturus figured he looked for an ambush point, or to spy a dragon stalking them. With a shake of his scales the red drake relaxed, slinking around Arcturus and curling around him with a thump and a satisfied sigh. The frills on either side of his side flared outward as curious blue spheres locked onto the book within the knight¡¯s hands.

    "Anything worth casting in there?¡± The dragon¡¯s head cocked to the side.

    "Found a spell called deathward.¡± Arcturus pointed to the ink laden pages.¡± It¡¯s said to protect against death and simply leaves you on the verge of death instead."

    "Well, that only sounds useful if you have someone nearby to put your insides back where they belong." Veledar replied, wrinkling his snout. ¡°Otherwise your out of luck.¡±

    ¡°Yea..¡± His voice trailed off as images of Veledar¡¯s broken body came to mind. How useful it would have been then to have that spell. Then again, he would not have been granted the powers of a paladin. ¡°Seems like it.¡± He shook his head, training his focus back to the pages. He mouthed the words written on the page, imagining the hand movements displayed through pictures. It seemed like the idea was to prepare the spell mostly ahead of time, then later preform the trigger that would activate it.

    "Oh, finally! he''s here!" Veledar thumped his tail down excitedly.

    ¡°What? Who?¡±

    The dragon pointed his regal snout to the tree line. Among the many trees and leaves he could make out the form of the green dragon just standing there. "He¡¯s been here for the last few minutes, I guess we must make him nervous."

    "A nervous dragon? That¡¯s a rare thing to see." Arcturus had to admit, it sounded much different than the dragons he had learned about growing up. Never did he think he would come across that oddity. However, this was his life now, full of twists and pleasant surprises.

    "Lyyreth!" Arcturus called out to the green dragon. "Come out of there. We won''t bite!"

    "Speak for yourself." Grinned Veledar.

    Lyyreth strolled over to the two slowly, his body language denoting nothing but uncertainty."You were not at the inn." Lyyreth glanced over to Arcturus a moment of hesitation flickering across his emerald snout. The green released a heavy snort, his voice coming in a grumble. "I was also told I was to teach you, not your servant."

    The green dragon quickly changed his words to companion as Veledar¡¯s gaze hardened and a low growl radiated through the dragon¡¯s throat.

    "You don¡¯t have to mind me. Only here to practice my own magic.¡± Arcturus waved the dragons away with hardly a look as he returned to his book. ¡°You two can go about your dragon business."

    "Clever of you to correct your mistake. So, what¡¯s first?" Veledar sauntered away after the green dragon, his tail flicking behind him like a red snake. ¡°I¡¯m interested in what a whelp like you knows.¡±

    "Be nice, Veledar. Remember we need him!" Arcturus called out as the two dragons settled down across the area.

    ¡°Stick to your pages, bookworm!" Veledar shot back with a playful grin.

    Arcturus rolled his eyes, sighed, and adopted a meditative state. He tried to picture himself as he had seen the girls usually did to prepare their own spells. Next, he tried to feel the magic inside of him like Veledar had instructed him back inside the cavern. He mimed the hand movements while he sat, trying to visualize the magic. There was a sligh vibration that traveled at the base of his spine, like a pool of cold waiting to be guided. He imagined it moving, flowing like a river through his veins. With each movement of his arms he could feel it shift. With a lung tingling breath he focused inward, guiding the sensation up his spine.

    "No, you¡¯re¡­. you¡¯re doing it wrong!" Lyyreth hissed loudly, two consecutive sneezes following shortly after. ¡°Didn¡¯t you listen at all?¡±

    Arcturus opened his eyes to find Veledar sticking his tongue out, "I¡¯m not deviating from your instructions in any shape or form.¡± The red dragon pranced to his left, flaring out a wing and smacking his tail on the stone. ¡°Look! I¡¯m doing exactly what you¡¯re doing."

    "Then why are you still stuck in your usual form?" Lyyreth countered with a growl. ¡°Or are you having a laugh at me?¡±

    "Clearly I have a bookworm that hasn¡¯t taught a single day in his life."

    "Mraawwrrhh!" Lyyreth growled as he stomped the ground. The green dragon paced around Veledar, who settled down onto his hinds, his tail curling around him.

    Veledar rose his right paw to his forehead, his maw forming words, but Arcturus could not make them out from here. Then as if a heated blade pressed to cool water, blue smoke came rushing from the dragon¡¯s crimson scales until he was encased in the cerulean fog.

    "See? That''s how you---"

    The smoke receded to show a humanoid figure, but clearly still dragon-like.

    "Spell-wrangling paladins and greenhorn teachers, I proudly present to you¡­ a human!" the red anthropomorphic dragon proclaimed, holding his arms out wide.

    Lyyreth sighed and pointed to the red scales still covering Veledar''s body. ¡°That¡¯s now how you do it¡­¡±

    "Really? But I¡¯m- ¡° Veledar glanced down, his head frills drooping as it dawned on him his predicament. ¡°Manticore¡¯s bottom!" Just like before the azure fog returned to consume the dragon. It vanished with a heavy cough, revealing Veledar had returned to his proper size.

    "You also have to concentrate!¡± Lyyreth smacked his paw against the ground. ¡°Or you¡¯ll just revert back to your normal appearance! How did you not learn this growing up? You¡¯re older than I"

    "I''m trying hard enough without your sizzling snout spraying saliva all over me!" Veledar hissed through his teeth. ¡°Perhaps I¡¯d have success if you were a better teacher!¡±

    Arcturus stood up with a sigh as the dragons began to bicker back and forth with saliva and snarls being exchanged between the two. He turned away as they snapped their jaws at one another. He was going to attempt the spell called shield of faith. The book described it as a shimmering field that would envelop the caster¡¯s choice, and help guard them from harm. He placed his feet firmly with a stomp, and moved his right arm, forming a strong fist. He then punched forward while saying the trigger word, ¡°Spaan!"

    He expected a burst of magic like Veledar had just done, but nothing happened. He was left wiggling his arm on the air, as if the motion would summon whatever magic was lurking within."How can this be? I did everything the book told me to do!" he muttered as a frown weighted his previously confident appearance. He placed his feet once again into the position for the spell, pulled his arm back again. "Spaan!" he shouted as he punched forward once again. Just like before he was left awkwardly silent with his arm outstretched and nothing happening.If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.

    "SPAAN, SPAAN , SPAAN!" Arcturus repeated the same movements over and over with similar results.

    "Having a hard time, master?" snickered Veledar as he strolled over to the frustrated paladin.

    "Hey, we¡¯re still training!" Lyyreth called over the red¡¯s shoulder, his proclamation ending with a sneeze.

    "Yes, well, how should I put this?¡± The red fluffed up his wings, rolling his eyes as he curled his serpentine neck around to the flustered green. ¡°I have decided I need a break from you and your constantly runny nose." Veledar snorted, turning back to Arcturus as the green dragon¡¯s frills started to shift to a darker green, "So, dearest Arcturus, is that book outmaneuvering your quick wit?" the dragon smirked. ¡°If I knew that was all it took, id have thrown a book at you during our first encounter.¡±

    You won¡¯t grin from ear to ear when I finally manage to cast something other than sparkling beams of light.

    ¡°Well, yes!¡± He placed a finger to his friend¡¯s pebbly snout, right between the nostrils. ¡°There are spells here that can literally save your life, and I swear I¡¯m following all these instruction to the letter, but.. for some reason.¡± He slumped, a sigh escaping him. ¡±The spell fails to materialize.¡±

    ¡°Arcturus, my friend, you¡¯re taking this far too seriously.¡±

    Realizing his mistake, the paladin took a deep breath and retracted his hand. "I¡¯m sorry. You¡¯re right. You hardly deserve to be the target of my frustration."

    "Of course not," Veledar replied, moving his snout closer to Arcturus. ¡°I can think of a myriad of things you can provide me with, and all it takes is a simple request from your benevolent master to-¡°

    "Oh, don¡¯t go there. Go on. Get back to your own set of spells."

    Arcturus tried to shove the dragon''s head away, but Veledar did not yield. The dragon just rolled his eyes, "do I reaaaally have to? I would much rather practice divine spells alongside a man of virtue like you."

    "I am afraid my virtue won¡¯t save you from responsibilities." Arcturus sighed, fighting off the smile tugging at his lips, "Come on, it can''t be that bad. Besides, think of the boons at the end of this little quest. You will be that much greater when you can shapeshift."

    "Well, when you put it like that¡­." Veledar fluffed out his wings with a grin, "I suppose I can get back over there and master this shapeshifting thing." With a low rumble the dragon turned round, tail sliding just over Arcturus¡¯ head as Veledar padded his way back to the disappointed looking Lyyreth. "Ok, Ok, hush your snout. I am here now, so stop your whining before you get into another sneezing fit."

    "Alright, but please, please concentrate harder, or we¡¯ll both remain here until nightfall.¡± Lyyreth said softly, settling onto his hinds.

    Arcturus watched the two dragons bicker for a few minutes, before they returned back to their training. During this time, Arcturus went back to his own set of spells.

    What should I try next? Perhaps this elemental weapon enhancement? Or should it be¡­ this simple spell called aid?"

    The possibilities kept him humming to himself, thumbing through the old pages of the book. He finally decided on elemental weapon as he firmly drew his sword. Dropping to one of his combat stances out of instinct he held the blade aloft. With a calming breath he proceeded to chop his sword through the air with a swoosh. "Pyra Zun!"He shouted. Yet, just like last time, he was left standing there, shouting the trigger word over the silent failure of his spell.

    "Oh dear, it looks to me that your human over there lacks the gift of spellcraft." Came Lyyreth¡¯s teasing jaunt, followed by a larger than usual sneeze that quickly earned him a tail lash over the snout.

    "You cannot joke about something like that, understand?" Veledar hissed in the dragon¡¯s face, even if his act of bravery earned him a spray of mucus all over his face.

    ¡°S-sorry. I truly did not mean to cause emotional grievance,¡± Lyyreth quickly cocked his head back, expecting further retribution from the angry red dragon.

    ¡°But you did. And it¡¯s not me that stands wounded.¡± Veledar pressed his snout against that of the increasingly horrified green dragon. ¡°That poor spellcaster saved me from certain death. Can you imagine how that feels? To lay on the ground, so helpless, so weak, your body so broken you can¡¯t even whimper out your last thoughts?¡±

    ¡°No, that¡¯s¡­horrible.¡± Lyyreth tried to look away from Veledar¡¯s cerulean eyes, a pair of cobalt gemstones that would chill anyone to the core.

    ¡°Then consider yourself fortunate.¡± Veledar closed his eyes for a second. ¡°Though he may not bear our scales and soar upon the skies alongside us, that man has the soul of a dragon.¡±

    ¡°I believe you. Please, if you¡¯ll just give me a bit of room to¡­¡± Lyyreth took a sharp, jagged breath.

    Veledar knew what was coming. He pulled his head back from the green dragon¡¯s line of fire, shaking his head this way and that to rid himself of the lukewarm sludge. Lyyreth continued his fit for four more sneezes, dabbing at his oozing nose with the back of his paw, as if that could disperse the images that undoubtedly roamed through his head.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t know¡­I¡¯m sorry, I didn¡¯t know¡­¡± he repeated in silence until Veledar gave him another light smack over his head with the frilled tip of his tail.

    ¡°Get over it. What are you, a wimpy whelp?¡±

    Arcturus only heard that last part, too focused on his spell casting to pay mind to whatever squabble the dragons were into.

    ¡°You¡¯re all heart, Veledar!" he laughed out loud, "for a second there, I thought you cared more about me than yourself!"

    ¡°This sneezing whelpling over here is suggesting I have poor taste in companions! Can you believe that?¡±

    ¡°Wouldn¡¯t travel alongside your big lumbering butt if I did!¡±

    After the brief bout of fun, Arcturus returned to his training. He tried several more time to cast the same spell as before, and after failing a dozen more times, he finally stowed his sword and kicked the ground in frustration. ¡°Blasted damnation! Why? Why can¡¯t I do it?¡±

    He remembered when his father had taught him all the skills he would need to be a dragon hunter. Then he went further ahead, to his time in the military. Those arduous tasks had been easy in comparison. In fact, the weight of a sword, the finesse with which he moved around in combat¡­everything seemed to come to him naturally. Arcturus realized he was not used to this sort of failure. The inability to even produce a spark of a result was terribly frustrating to say the least. With a heavy sigh he stared up into the canopy of leaves, letting the myriad of greens bring a glimmer of comfort to his troubled mind.

    "You are failing because you are missing a component," came the voice of the minotaur from last night. Arcturus turned around to see the brown furred creature walking over, still clad in the same garments from the day before. "Your stance is perfect, and the words are correct," the minotaur put one of his rough hands on Arcturus'' chest, "what you fail to put into these spells is your heart."

    "What¡¯s that supposed to mean?" Arcturus rose a brow. "I¡¯m determined, I want to do it, surely that is enough to perform the spell!"

    The minotaur sighed and closed his eyes briefly, when they opened, they brimmed with a hint of warmth."You lack the feeling of the spells. Without that spark, you will never unlock your potential."

    "I already feel magic. Crimson Sky, the red dragon over there, taught me the basics. I admit I am not an expert, but everything I try ends up failing."

    "That''s because the spells are not entirely your own to cast." The minotaur¡¯s voice grew stern as his arms folded across his muscular chest. "Now tell me, human, who is your patron deity?"

    "That would be Bahamut, goddess of dragons." Arcturus replied, although it still sounded a tad foreign to be coming out of his mouth. He guessed he would have to get used to it. There was a moment of surprise that spread across the bull¡¯s features, only to be replaced with his sternness with a flick of a tail.

    "That is actually very odd.I had thought dragons placed themselves above all others. Why waste their time on a mere human?" The minotaur¡¯s snorted, "regardless, while memorizing the spells, think to her. Do the same when casting." The minotaur held out his arm to perform the same spell Arcturus had been casting initially.

    "You are your god¡¯s will, their sword¡­ you are part of them." The minotaur pumped out his fist, "Spaan" he uttered firmly. Just as the bull finished uttering the word, a blue shimmering field enveloped his body. He then retracted his fist, standing tall as if a statue.

    "What is your name?" He admired each inch of the shimmering cleric, how it flowed and rippled as if a field of water had wrapped its way around the barrel chested minotaur.

    "Asterion, Cleric of Kord, the god of strength. It is he who I draw strength.¡± Asterion banged a fist against his chest proudly. ¡° Now, try your again, but this time, add in the heart."

    Arcturus took a breath and reset his stance. He pulled his arm back and pictured Bahamut spreading her wings all around him. He formed a fist, focusing on her tail curled around her. He felt a sudden warmth spread through his body, literally starting from his heart to his fingers. It was hard to describe how it truly felt, but he could swear it was her that blazed within his chest. Deep down he swore he could hear her breaths right by his ears, and soft whispers egging him to continue. He pictured her diving with her maw open in attack as he pumped his fist forward. "Spaan!" he shouted. To his amazement, unlike the first time, a blue shimmering field sprung forth from his hand and covered his entire body. He could not contain his smile as it spread all over his joyful face.

    "Veledar! Veledar, I finally got it to work Look over here, Veledar. I¡¯ve done it!" he cried out, literally jumping up with a clap of his hands. ¡°hey Veledar!¡± He called out to the red dragon. ¡°I did it!¡±

    "Wonderful! I am so happy for your resounding success!" Veledar replied, his voice dripping with irritation. The dragon held a claw to his snout, and poofed back to a humanoid dragon with patches of human skin. ¡°Damn this!¡± The dragon shifted back to his normal self, loudly smacking his paw against the stone. His tail coiled and thrashed against the ground as his red dragon narrowed his eyes and snorted a plume of smoke on the air. ¡°I blame you green scales.¡±

    "Thank you, Asterion, but hold on for a moment. I will be right back," Arcturus uttered rather quickly as he saw Lyyreth start to chastise Veledar¡¯s attention. The bull simply nodded, waving a hand to let him go. The man surged forward, closing the distance between he and the dragon in a manner of heartbeats. Veledar had glared at Lyyreth, settling down onto his belly with a harsh snort.

    "I would have emulated Arcturus¡¯ success if you just had the courage to offer me actual criticism!" Veledar growled in Lyyreth¡¯s direction, "Perhaps your brother would have been a better teacher than a mink buried beneath the scales of a dragon.¡±

    "Mink or not, I assure you, I am the best at performing this particular spell. Has it crossed your self-absorbed mind that if you were not so thick and full of yourself, you could focus on the actual spell?" Lyyreth snarled, snapping his teeth at the air. When Veledar replied with a fiery glare the green backed away with a shake of his head, a sneeze following suit.

    "Alright, that¡¯s about enough of that!" Arcturus shouted, getting in the way of both dragons who were now baring their teeth at one another. "YOU!" He turned to point at Lyyreth, "Try to be more supportive of your new apprentice.¡±

    "See? Arcturus always sides with...." Veledar began to say.

    "AND YOU!" he swung around to point at Veledar, "Be a tad nicer to him. You¡¯re obviously making him nervous with each word of criticism that comes out of your maw."

    "He¡­he should not¡­!" Lyyreth protested, tried to hold back a sneeze, only to fail.

    ¡°See? That¡¯s the only thing he¡¯ll ever be good at.¡±

    The insensitive remark earned Veledar a scowl from the very paladin he defended earlier. ¡°Apologize.¡±

    ¡°What? But why? It¡¯s his fault for not being a proper teacher.¡±

    ¡°Veledar. Please.¡±

    ¡°Fine. I¡¯m sorry.¡± The red dragon rolled his eyes, shaking his scales with a series of soft clinks. ¡°Happier? Are we all happier now?¡±

    "That¡¯s a start." Arcturus sighed, striding over to place a hand on the dragon¡¯s snout. He rubbed the nose, getting a warm blast of air to tickle at his hand. He glanced up, their eyes meeting and locking onto the other. "Just focus like you told me back in the cave, alright? Picture yourself as a human and let everything else dissipate upon the warm winds of the high skies.¡± There was a pregnant pause that passed between the pair only broken by the soft sounds of birds chirping in the distance. Veledar¡¯s claws kneaded the ground before the dragon let out another snort, his frills twitching in and out ever so slightly.

    . "I will try.¡±

    The red dragon performed the same hand movements as before and uttered something in his own growly tongue. Smoke once more shot forth from the dragon¡¯s scales like a molten seam cracking on the earth. Heat suddenly flowed around the paladin, licking his skin like a campfire. He shielded his eyes, coughing as the smoke attacked his lungs. He waved it away, taking a step back as it began to clear before him. He blinked once or twice, even rubbing his eyes at what was standing before him. No longer was the dragon standing tall above him, but the form of a human instead. The fair skinned man¡¯s face was all wrinkled up, his eyes clenched shut. He was dressed in a simple yellow tunic and brown pants. Lingering smoke wafted through his long brown hair. Veledar opened his eyes, revealing bright blue spheres that seemed to glow like that of a firefly.

    ¡°How¡¯s this? Did it work?" The human asked, sporting Veledar¡¯s voice. The once dragon glanced down at his body with a smile on his face. "I did it!" he cheered, clasping his hands together. Veledar looked over his shoulder at his back. "By Bahamut¡¯s Grace! I don''t even have a tail at all!" The excitement shown through his voice like the great sun overhead. He ran over to Arcturu, his arms wrapping the surprised paladin in a great big hug. He only stayed like that for a moment until he let go, his cheeks a bright red. He coughed several times, blue eyes locking onto a now smirking Lyyreth, "I mean, of course I did it. You¡¯re the best at this, right? How ridiculous, to think I could ever fail at such a simple spell."

    "Well, I have to say, this is certainly a vast improvement over your previous attempts." The green dragon growled with approval after he inspected Veledar¡¯s work. "Now we only have to work further on your concentration to maintain that form. Otherwise, changing form will be pointless and the mere act of losing concentration will break the form."

    "That sounds easy!" Veledar crossed his arms with a confident grin and nod. "You don''t have to worry about anything breaking through my steel-like concentration.¡±

    How could I resist an opening like that? Grinned mischievously as he shoved Veledar playfully from behind, "Come on then, big man. Give me one of those growls. Show me who you truly are beneath this form.¡±

    Veledar stumbled back, his hands flying out to prevent himself from falling. The man¡¯s cheeks were a bright crimson as he regained his composure, sliding a hand through his thick hair. ¡°H-hey, that¡¯s not very nice of you to poke a dragon trapped in such a fragile body.¡±

    ¡°That¡¯s what you¡¯ll say if you find yourself in real trouble? Stop?¡±

    ¡°Arcturus, I swear on Bahamut that-¡°

    Arcturus shoved Veledar harder than ever before, and the dragon-turned-human gasped as his form broke. Proud crimson wings sprouted out of his back, and brilliant crimson scales grew all over his rapidly transforming dragon body. With a span of a sparrow¡¯s wing beats the once human had shifted to his own dragon form once again. The dragon lay splayed on the ground, his wings outstretched and his snout curled up with narrowed eyes.

    "Arcturus!" he gasped. ¡°You¡¯re supposed to be my ally, damn it!¡±

    "Got to keep you on your claws for when we get to Entis.¡± The paladin smirked, tapping the dragon¡¯s nosing snout with a finger. ¡°so unless you believe the crowd there will ogle you like these villagers, consider this a very valuable form of training." Arcturus laughed as Veledar rolled to his belly, his tail thumping weakly behind him. The dragon crouched down and wiggled his rear flank and tail. That wasn¡¯t good sign, he¡¯d recognize that hunting pounce if he ever saw it. The paladin turned tail and began to run at a full sprint as the dragon pounced after him. He swerved out of the way, bright crimson claws missing him by inches.

    "We¡¯ll see who laughs when I get my claws around you!" the dragon cried , chasing the paladin for several moments before Lyyreth slid between the two and flared out his wings with a great swoosh. Veledar¡¯s claws dragged on the stone as he tried to stop but it was too late. The dragon crashed into the other one with a great thud and groan as the two became intertwined with one another.

    "Break¡¯s over.¡±

    "But I barely¡­grraaaahhh!¡± Veledar grumbled, freeing himself from the green. "You know, this teacher-student sort of relationship is starting to bore me. The paladin was at least providing a most pleasurable distraction from your do this do that antics. At least when I was a teacher, I was not doing this."

    "Well I am the teacher here red scales. We get back to work now. You have lots to do before you master this form.¡± With a nod the green shifted his scaled neck to stare right at him with a more softer look behind those bright yellow eyes. ¡°But Arcturus, please refrain from distracting us too much. By the looks of it he needs as much concentration as he can get.¡±

    ¡°Can do. Just go easy on him alright?¡±

    ¡°I will try.¡± Lyyreth curled his neck around to give Veledar a hardened glare as the red just gave him a tooth filled grin back. ¡°I think he enjoys getting under my scales.¡±

    If you only knew.Arcturus nodded as the green turned back around and tended to his student. The knight carried himself back to Asterion with a straightened back. The cleric was now sitting on a clear patch of grass with his legs crossed in a meditative position. His eyes were closed, beaths were coming much slower and his hands were spread wide with fingers curled. He had to admit that the minotaur looked like the positive picture of mental peace.

    "You waste your time with them." the bull stated, "they only see you as a lesser creature unworthy of the friendship that we ground dwellers know. If anything you will be no better than a dog of your people.That is simply their way.¡±

    "I¡¯d not like to think that negatively. I think I¡¯ve made an impression on the red one at least." Arcturus took a spot beside the bull. "Veledar and I have been through a lot. He¡¯s been quite the pillar when my strength started to falter, and a better friend than many. Trust me. He¡¯s not like the dragons you know."

    Asterion just gave an amused smirk. "Believe what you wish. If you would like to get back to casting spells, I can continue to show you more. That I am more certain about."

    "Yes please, if you would." Arcturus pulled out his book of spells. "But tell me, Asterion, why do the dragons hold you here as a pet?

    The bull sighed, closing his eyes and shuttering as if remembering something terrible. When his eyes opened the sterness was gone, and within them lurked a pain as deep as an ocean. "It was a moment of great shame when this collar latched itself around my neck." The bull put a one finger beneath the collar and tugged at it. "I was a soldier for Lumara, part of the first push into Rothdell. My clan fought many battles against them, glorious battles worthy of song and tale. For you see, there is nothing better for a minotaur than to find themselves on the fields of battle, surrounded by the song of clashing steel. The crushing of our enemies¡¯ skulls, the adrenaline pumping as you swing a heavy maul. Do you know how that feels like? For I remember the lives of each life that I have taken. I see their corpses whenever I close my eyes, and I know my place within the world.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯ve fought my fights, Asterion, but today is a day of resting. Please, continue on.¡±

    "Oh yes. I have fought longer than most, but that was not meant to last. In one such battle I was almost slain. Now there is nothing wrong about an honorable death in battle, my people believe in such things. Korde even rewards those that die in battle. The rest of my clan was killed by some of the Rothdell¡¯s elemental bound warriors. I was greviously injured during the combat, enough to make me fall. Before I did however I slew my enemy and collapsed.¡±

    The bull took a deep breath, his tail thumping the ground behind him as the bull¡¯s hands tightened into fists. ¡°I was ready for death to embrace me, to carry me into the halls of my fallen clan. However, I was saved by a passing group of the Emerald Lady¡¯s followers. They tended to my wounds and healed me. Saved my from entering the gates of Valhalla. Yet, when I awoke I was certain that I was surrounded by enemies. For I was still within what my kind calls a blood frenzy. One by one I slaughtered every single one of my saviors. The minotaur¡¯s voice took on a chill that would put the winter¡¯s bite to shame, "I killed the men, women¡­and even the young ones. Everyone that had helped my life paid the ultimate price. I awoke some time later bathed in their blood, and their tattered and mangled corpses scattered around the town.

    Arcturus sat in silence as Asterion stopped talking and just sat there, staring off into oblivion. "That is when I took up the mantle of a cleric and devoted myself to healing. This was not to be my fate however. The Emerald Lady found me soon after and she was not so forgiving. She had tracked me down with grim efficiency. I tried to fight her but in the end,  it was for naught. She plucked me up as if a babe and dragged me here into her forest to enact her punishment on me.¡±

    "Thank you for sharing, Asterion." Arcturus said as the bull went back to meditating.

    ¡°Learn from my mistakes. Never give yourself to the rage." replied Asterion. ¡°In the end I shall pay for my sins.¡±

    "I learned to dampen that rage with discipline a long time ago, my friend. Perhaps we can go about freeing you from her claws?"

    "I do not see why she would do that. She delights in keeping me here, reminding me of my failure. Within that green snout of hers lurks a malevolent beast from our stories." His eyes narrowed as they brimmed around the edges with flames. ¡°I would warn my children about her and if all dragons were like her, I¡¯d be right behind your family in wiping out their kin.¡±

    Arcturus glanced up to Veledar with a sigh as the red dragon scampered around the green dragon, his tail smacking the green on the side. ¡°Thank good ness they¡¯re not all like that. Theres some good in them, you just have to keep an open mind.¡±

    ¡°You do that paladin. I shall keep to my own thoughts. Now..¡± The cleric pointed at the book with a harsh snort. ¡°Back to practicing. Otherwise you will be useless the upcoming battle.¡±

    ¡°You think there will be one?¡±

    The cleric¡¯s voice came as a near growl as he savagely tapped the page.¡°There is always battle human. Best be ready for it each day.¡±

    The two returned to practicing their spells. Through the time Arcturus managed to try the elemental weapon spell. He grinned as he slashed out his sword, electric sparks flowing around the blade and dancing around the tip. After that he tried numerous other spells from the spell book under Asterion¡¯s guidance. Each one was met with a small amount of success that left the man grinning from ear to ear.

    This continued for the rest of the day, only stopping when their stomachs ached for the tasty meals of the inn. Lyyreth mentioned something about hunting their meal. Veledar, of course, bragged about how much better he was at hunting. Arcturus scampered back to the inn once the dragons were out of sight. He enjoyed a meal of flakey and warm cornbread, almond slathered boar, and cheese that tickled his tastebuds. With a hearty burp he thanked the man, whistling as he exited the establishment and set his thoughts back to the training area. He leaned over one of the railings, questions drumming through his head as he wondered just what happened to the girls.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 5: Temple Problems

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 5: Temple Problems</u>

    Hours earlier, before Arcturus had awoken to train with the dragons, Lyndis was already awake and ready for whatever challenges this day was going to bring.

    Lyndis washed up at the sink down the hall before throwing on her studded leather armor. Excitement filled her limbs which belt she fastened into place. This is what she missed since she had started traveling with her friends. Delving into old tombs and venturing into mysterious ruins were right up her alley. These places always had traps to avoid, puzzles to solve, and of course, a good amount of treasure to loot. Though there was something about this adventure that didn¡¯t sit well with her. Her thoughts drifted to glowing purple eyes, her skin shivering as they seemed to wrap a dark cloud around her.

    ¡°Whatever. Loot is loot, no matter how I snatch it. She can just watch as I complete this, no bloody problem.¡±

    Even with that thought firmly lodged in her mind, the half-elf still scowled when she remembered who would be leading them to the temple. The dragon Cordenth, the least likable of the dragon twins to meet their acquaintance. A brute even prouder than Veledar, with enough superiority to infect those around him. Hopefully he could keep his snout shut so they could get their job done.

    Lyndis stowed her rapiers into her leather sword frogs, stashed her daggers in their sheaths, and threw the cloak of invisibility over her shoulders. She was already out the door of her room when she fastened the golden leaf clasp. She quickly made her way down the stairs to already find Merlia sitting at one of the tables, boots crossed on the table itself.

    "What kept ya?" The dwarf gave a chuckle, checking her weapons stowed by her side. "Thought ya might of turned inta the dragon and decided ta sleep da day away." she held up a finger to gesture towards the red dragon upstairs.

    "Well, if our new dragon friend is anything like ours, we will have to go rouse him up." She grumbled, not looking forward to that course of action. She remembered a saying some people had about not waking a sleeping dragon.

    "Was dat da jerky one Veledar kept butting heads with?"

    "That would be the muppet."

    "Ladies!" The bartender strolled in with a cheerful aura, "Care to stay for some breakfast?¡± The portly man tossed some uncooked sausages into a cast iron skillet and placed it on top of the stove top. "Cookin¡¯ up some sausages and eggs right up."

    Lyndis held up a hand, "Thanks, but I need to be quick on my feet. We need to go explore an ancient and possibly dangerous temple. I figure the sooner we get it done, the better."

    "And less time we have ta deal with that ass of a dragon Cordenth," Merlia stood, throwing her quiver over her shoulder. ¡°Nice thinkin lass.¡±

    ¡°Fair enough then,¡± The innkeeper sighed as the scent of cooking meat wafted through the air. ¡°I''ll have some stuff for you ladies when ya return home from yer quest. Happy huntin!."

    Lyndis gave the man a salute as she made her way out of the inn with Merlia in tow. When they stepped out onto the wooden walkway, she spotted something that stood out just barely among the vast branches. Cordenth was hanging with his tail dragging behind him, bright yellow eyes locked right onto them.

    "It isn''t polite to stalk us, you know." Lyndis crossed her arms, giving the dragon a cross look. One that she realized might have been too aggressive than she intended. ¡°Apparently that is something not below one of your prestige.¡±

    "You didn''t mention you were a princess," Hissed the dragon as he slunk down from the branches, landing on the walkway with his tail thumping on the wood.

    "Yea, I don''t go throwing around that information on a whim for obvious reasons. Or maybe it¡¯s not so obvious to you dragons. You¡¯re well used to attention by the looks of things." She rolled her eyes, ignoring how Cordenth¡¯s snout only stared back with a look of confusion etched onto his features.

    "But how come?¡± The dragon snorted, curling back his head. ¡±You are of royal blood! Denying it is no better than covering up your ears and pretend to be human!¡±

    ¡°Oh, you¡¯d be surprised how well that works,¡± Lyndis smiled, covering her ears with her hands. ¡°See? Now mind to task dragon, can we get this focken over with?¡± She gestured to Merlia, who only nodded along with a singular. ¡°Aye.¡±

    ¡°No. Not before you help me understand.¡± The dragon flicked his tail, snout wrinkling as she held her defiant look. ¡°You could be using it to advantage! Your friends should be bowing and listening to your every word! But as far as I can tell, they treat you the same as the others."

    "And so the voice of wisdom decreed.¡± Lyndis gave him a dismissive wave. ¡°You know, I had enough ogling and bowing at home to last me a lifetime. Royal or not, my blood doesn¡¯t define who I am, and before you ask another stupid question, I am pleased to admit I am not greater than anyone else."

    "You¡¯re most confusing." He slightly shook his head, lime green frills twitching back and forth, "Regardless, I decided to rise early and wait for you, and not go through the unpleasant process of being awoken by you."

    "How nice of ya ta save us da time." Merlia said, checking her gear to make sure it was all set and ready to go.

    "Oh, it was entirely for my benefit, little dwarf. Don''t start thinking otherwise." Cordenth growled. He turned to head off towards the temple, tail swishing behind him. ¡°Don¡¯t fall behind.¡±

    Lyndis watched as the dragon held his head high, chest swelling as his haunches swayed back and forth. She stared at his frilled tail, padding after him as a feeling spread through her gut and wiggled around like a worm. Lyndis could tell when someone was trying to put on an act to be intimidating when she saw it. She¡¯d seen this many times before in numerous taverns across the continent. If the dragon was just like them, she would simply have to push further and find out why. Picking up the pace she carried on after him with Merlia right behind.

    "So what keeps the grand Cordenth in the forest? Especially one as grand as you? Surely if you headed away from Entis, you could avoid getting caught by an unpleasant company of dragon hunters. Furthermore, if you are better than us, why go through the trouble of puffing out your chest? Unless you don¡¯t think you intimidate little ol us.¡±

    ¡°You¡¯re not a dragon, I don¡¯t expect you to understand our ways.¡± He snapped back with a low growl, refolding his wings against his back.

    ¡°I think I do. You see, I believe you¡¯re no different than these people in this village. Just another treasure that your mother can call hers.¡± She crossed her arms confidently as the dragon simply snorted. ¡°Then you put on this act simply to vent at your inability to do something about it. How about that Cordenth?¡± She nodded at him with a grin. ¡°How¡¯d I bloody do?¡±

    Cordenth turned his head his sharp eyes narrowing at her into slits. Within them was a brilliant fire that seemed to be trying to light the air between them. If not for his mother¡¯s request she was not so certain the green would not have snapped further at her. However, the dragon did not say a word in response. He mumbled something under his breath with a growl and returned to leading them through the village. Though he did so with a quick increase in his spead, practically trotting along with clacks of his claws against the wood. He was fast enough that the girls struggled to keep pace with him. He did this several times and slowed down with a smirk on his muzzle as they caught up. He brought them back to the forest floor, traveling along a well worn path between the sea of dark green trees that reached out for them. Somehow the forest seemed more welcoming now to the dragon focused rogue, that with this green dragon with them the fauna wouldn¡¯t want to snatch them away. His tail swayed, his neck tilting back to take peaks just like Veledar did to Arcturus. Though Lyndis admired the bark on trees, the smooth rocks along the path. Anything away from that pompous jerk of a dragon. When they passed a tree that was being consumed by teal moss the dragon started into a sprint. Giving off a soft warble as he left them behind with a tossing of dirt and wiggling of his tail. They broke into a sprint after him, cursing his name until they had finally caught up to him several minutes later. Cordenth was standing proudly before them, a smirk right on his snout as the two red faced girl¡¯s eyed him with daggers.

    ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you?¡± She practically snarled, thrusting a finger towards him like a sword. ¡°Are you trying to set a bad impression for you? Here I thought VELEDAR was bad!¡±

    Cordenth rolled his eyes, gesturing to the form of a great stone temple behind him with an extended wing. ¡°I¡¯ve done what my mother asked. Nothing more. Inside, there is a green orb that she wants you to retrieve."

    Lyndis looked to the temple and almost gasped out at the magnitude of it all. Out of all the temples, tombs, and ruins she had adventured into, this one put everything to shame. It was large, almost as equal to the large tree castle back home. It had multiple sections they could enter, all made of stone with thick vines and yellow tinted moss trying to consume them like a ravenous beast. Even from this distance, she could notice large carvings of dragons on the stone, many different species all swirling together with their wings outstretched. Like a great storm they all spiraled around, lost within some unknown dance of the ages.

    ¡°Xcuse me for askin¡¯, but wha does da orb do?" Merlia interjected, taking Lyndis out of her staring contest with the temple. ¡°An wut ya tink is in dere for beasties?¡± The dwarf unslung her bow with a smirk. ¡°So I know what story dis be.¡±

    "I¡¯m afraid I am not more knowledgeable than you in that regard." Cordenth sighed, "Mother did not consider me privy to that information. She only instructed that I should not go inside with you."

    "Well isn''t that sorta convenient? For ye ta bring us all da way here only ta stay on da side on yer bum?" Merlia strolled over to the closest door that towered over her like a giant. ¡°Figures. Stupid green witch.¡±

    Lyndis passed the dragon as he gave the ranger yet another dirty look with swaying tail. Let him be upset with her words. It was no secret that their hands were tied by his mother. She rolled her eyes, placing a hand onto the stone door that Merlia had just whistled at it¡¯s height. The door had to be thirty feet high by twenty feet wide, easily large enough for the Emerald Lady to fit inside. There were engravings of dragons decorating the doors, separate from those that adorned the walls. These ones were standing proudly on a rock face, snouts raised high towards the shape of a stone sun. The door appeared to be very heavy, certainly crafted for dragon standards. Then as her hands went to her waist she noticed something. There was no way for them to open it. That couldn¡¯t be right. She quickly glanced around at all the stone, not seeing a way immediately inside. An idea formed within her head as her mind whispered for her to climb. She turned peered over her shoulder to their green guide, who settled down on his haunches, staring at them intently. Perhaps she could turn a certain dragon into an asset to have around. As if reading her mind Merlia bumped her side with an elbow.

    ¡°We dan¡¯ need him, lass. Ya only be inviting more words wit em.¡±

    ¡°Normally, I¡¯d be tempted to agree, but I¡¯d rather have a dragon at my side when I venture into one of their temples.¡±

    As Merlia nodded, Lyndis continued to share her thoughts. ¡°Perhaps if I played to his pride?¡± She turned round towards the green dragon, giving him a warm and inviting smile of any good maiden from a story. ¡°Oh Cordenth,¡± She took a step towards the dragon, gesturing to the door. ¡°This door looks awfully heavy. Could we perhaps get a helping paw from one such as mighty as you?¡±

    "This has to be a joke. You can''t even get the door open by yourself?" Cordenth smirked, his tail flicking with amusement. "Two little scale-less bipeds require aid from a dragon? You go on about how equal we are, then can¡¯t do it?¡± His smirk turned into a tooth filled grin that lit the fire of irritation in the rogue¡¯s gut. ¡°How am I not shocked?"

    Lyndis waited for a moment, but the dragon did not seem to be moving. Perhaps he was going to be a tad less easier to manipulate than she thought. Unlike many of the other strangers that had worked on in the past.

    ¡°You betta offer him somethin¡¯.¡± Merlia whispered, leaning in close. ¡°Dats how dragons work remember lass? Favor fer a favor.¡±

    Of course, how could she have forgotten about that? It was what had gotten them into this whole mess to begin with."Good thinking,¡± She patted Merlia¡¯s shoulder as the dwarf went back to pretending to inspect the door. With a heavy sigh the princess swung around, again approaching the observant dragon with a happily swaying tail. His eyes filled with a sense of wanton joy as she swallowed what pride she had. ¡°Please Cordenth? How about you do this for us and we will owe you a favor? And to further sweeten the deal, you could brag to your mother about how invaluable you were in the day. That without your shrewd intervention her adventures would have failed.¡±

    "Lass, I tink I might have a betta way!¡± Merlia shouted, cupping her hands.¡± How ¡®bout I just use da bull¡¯s strength spell on one of us and we go about doin it! Why go through da trouble of dealin¡¯ with dis one? Especially if he can¡¯t do it anyway!¡±

    Cordenth tapped a claw to his snout several times as he eyed the dwarf with curiosity, "Hmmm, that does sound like a good offer." He said, just as his tail started to tap the ground in rhythm with his claw taps. If the dragon was not a natural killing machine and was not pissing her off, Lyndis might have even called him adorable. She kept her brow wrinkled though, no sense in him knowing that random thought to grace her.

    "Figure it''s much better to have a dragon to help us with whatever draconic things are lurking inside." She shot back, eyeing as the green dragon¡¯s snout drifted between the two girls, grumbling to himself. ¡°Besides, always good to have a dragon by your side.¡±

    Merlia raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Don''t go tellin¡¯ da dragon dat. Ya might swell Veledar¡¯s ego!"

    "I''ll do it!" Cordenth proudly announced, ¡°And after you witness my heroic deeds, you will even hold more respect for me. Perhaps even be slack jawed in pure awe." The green strutted to the door with such confidence that it seemed to be oozing from every scale. ¡°Now stand aside." He grinned, placing a scaled paw on the door ¡°Let one such as myself take care of this.¡± The dragon¡¯s muscles tensed, claws scraping against the stone as Cordenth gave a heavy, teeth gritting push. At first looked like perhaps he was not trying. The dragon gave a grunt and pushed again, his talons dragging thick lines in the stone. Lyndis fought back a chuckle as the dragon struggled to do anything against his stone adversary. Despite his boasting, he couldn¡¯t open it.

    "First time you pit your herculean strength against a simple door?" she flashed a mischievous smile at the dragon that gave Merlia further ideas. ¡°Seen better attempts by a drunken halfling.¡±

    "Oy, it looks ta me like ya bit off more den ya could chew." Merlia laughed. ¡°Perhaps we should go back and ask yer mother for help?¡±

    ¡°Grrrrr¡­¡± Cordenth placed a second paw on the cold stone redoubled his efforts to open the door. Yet again his muscles tried to push, talons scraping up stone dust at the effort."It has to be stuck!" He snorted, smacking a paw against the hardened material. ¡°Or made of some sort of dense stone!

    "Do ya need a bit o¡¯ help dere, lad?" Merlia finally asked as Cordenth dropped down on his fours.

    "It would appear so, wouldn''t it." The dragon hung his head in shame. ¡°I couldn¡¯t even a stupid door.¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯cha worry. We''ll leave this portion out when ya tell yer mum ¡®bout yer help." The dwarf laughed as she placed a hand to his green flank. "Bozok Mul," she said softly, an aura of green light enveloping her fingers. The magic flowed across her digits into Cordenth, enveloping him with a viridian curtain. There was a brief flash of a bull¡¯s head before the lingering light was lost within the dragon¡¯s scales.

    Cordenth sprung up in a flash, his paws resting against the stone once more. ¡°Lets see this door stand in my way now!¡± He roared, pushing with all his might. Unlike the previous two attempts the door cracked loudly, before giving way to the herculean might on display. It slammed open, crashing against the inner wall with a bang that shook free any loose rock and plans to the ground. The green dragon bounded upwards with a mighty trill and flaring out his wings. There was a brief smile on his face as he admired at what he had done. Though he suddenly stopped, composing himself with a swish of his tail and curling his head back to two girls. "Just needed the right amount of draconic force is all." Cordenth looked away with twitching frills and pleased rumble. ¡°And you two were worried we would have to get mother involved. Though this will be quite the tale I¡¯m sure. How the mighty Cordenth helped you accomplish your goal.¡±

    "Dun forget da enchantment from da dwarf!" added Merlia, holding up her finger. ¡°Da mighty dragon would be no where without it. Weaker than a sickly ox!¡±

    ¡°Ah yes..¡± Cordenth looked away with a wrinkled muzzle, looking as though he might just want to forget that part ever happened. ¡°But of course, charms are said to work better on dragons. I think even with that spell you¡¯d have needed my assistance." Cordenth raised his snout but kept an eye looking to them. ¡°Come along now, ladies.¡± He pressed forward into the temple with a sway of his haunches. ¡°I¡¯ll keep an eye out for danger, stay behind me."

    Lyndis crossed her arms as the dragon gave her a confident smile, one that showed off all his teeth and reminded her all too well of their red companion. Perhaps just a little application of this could chip away at whatever act he was putting on. She smiled warmly at his little display of happiness, a small crack in whatever stern and annoying armor he wore.

    ¡°What are you waiting for?¡± Cordenth called back to her, gesturing with his neck and roll of his eyes. ¡°You¡¯re not going to let me do all the work are you?¡±

    ¡°Aye lass.¡± Merlia elbowed her, scampering off after their green guide. ¡°Can¡¯t be starin at his tail all day. Might be getting da wrong impression!¡±

    ¡°Right..¡± She trailed off, shaking her head and following after her two companions without another word.

    The dark and musky hallways were filled with lingering dust and smelled of ancient stone. Though there was no light to grace this far into the place it did not trouble any of them. After all, each of them could see in the dark without natural light. For once she laughed at how poor Arcturus was the only one. It was not long until the long and winding hallway eventually opened outward into a vast stone complex of mismatched squares that reminded the princess all too well of caskets for the dead.

    "Wow," Cordenth gasped, pulling his head back into the shape of an S.

    ¡°Are these¡­graves?¡± Lyndis advanced hesitantly, the green dragon right beside her. Both their eyes lingered on the worn stone, all covered in scratches or debris that must have fallen from the ceiling far above.

    ¡°Not that I¡¯m aware of.¡± Cordenth replied softly, taking his paw steps perhaps even slower than she. Within his bright eyes was a needing sense as they took in each row of stone they past. ¡°Mother doesn¡¯t speak of this place often.¡±

    ¡°Not in all the time you¡¯ve been here?¡±

    ¡°No.¡± He muttered with a swish of his tail. Cordenth looked as though he had just tasted something awful by the way his eyes narrowed. ¡°She can be quite strict at times.¡±

    ¡°I can see that if she has you wrapped so neatly around her claw.¡± Lyndis stopped in her tracks as they passed before a large mural on the wall in various bright colors. Though most had been chipped away parts of it remained. The painting seemed to depict mortals banding together to fight off a horde of dragons swirling dragons above. The ruling dragons circled the humans, elves, and dwarves below like angry leaves lost within autumn¡¯s cold chill. She continued walking, looking to more of the mysterious murals. It looked like that after a time, some of the dragons joined the other races in the fight against tyranny. There was a large image depicting what appeared to be a gathering of wizards holding bright colored orbs above their heads. It appeared that, thanks to those very items, they were able to defeat the dragon overlords and take the world for themselves. Then came an age of peace.

    "So where do these carvings tell us to go?" Lyndis asked as she spied along the base of the inscribed walls. Under the various depictions of the conflict were markings that looked like they had been done with claws.

    "It says to go..." Cordenth lowered his snout as they strolled along, reading the markings. "Nowhere. It just narrated the story of how the mortal races banded together to defeat the dragons of old."

    Lyndis looked around the room and finally found three different corridors leading off from the room they found themselves in.

    "Well, if I had to hide somethin¡¯ in a temple, I wouldn¡¯ be tellin¡¯ people either." Merlia replied, walking over towards the dragon. ¡°Wouldn make sense ta.¡±

    Lyndis¡¯ eyes followed along with the stones as they continued forward as the old adventurer¡¯s curiosity bubbled up within her. Perhaps she might gleam some hidden clue hiding away within them. She padded her way to the first hallway, Cordenth within arms distance of her. He appeared to have slunk closer to her. Was he being a tad protective? She shook her head, shifting her mind back to task.

    There was something off among the stones that made up the floor. Not a single one around this area was covered in any dust or moss. It looked rather pristine all things considering. It reminded her of her first tomb back in Drenedar, one that had belonged to a ghostly spirit guarding its treasure trove. She leaned over a groove she spied within the stone. It was as if something had been dragged across the stone, and roughly the size of two or three of her fingers held together.The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.

    "Over here!" she called out to the others.

    "What are ya shoutin about?" Merlia strolled over.

    "I second what the dwarf said." Cordenth lowered his snout, nostrils mere inches from her exploring fingers. ¡°What do you think you¡¯ve found?¡±

    ¡°Use those dragon eyes.¡± Lyndis pointed out the grooves. "If you two don''t have any better ideas¡­I think this might be the first hint to go down. Looks as if something was dragged out."

    ¡°Or in.¡± Cordenth snorted, sniffing at the mark. ¡°What could mother have gotten out or in of here? What makes you so certain this isn¡¯t a dead end?¡±

    She tilted her head to the side, giving the dragon a hardened look as he gleamed back into her. ¡°Who¡¯s the expert explorer?¡±

    ¡°Fair enough.¡±

    ¡°Besides, do you have a better idea?¡±

    "Not at the moment." He snorted, fluffing up his wings.

    "Well then, I say this might be our best shot at, you know, not getting lost."

    "Can''t argue with ya, lass. Ya have ta tell me one day of all da tombs ya been thieven from."

    "She¡¯s both a princess and a thief?" Cordenth gasped. He shifted from paw to paw, his eyes narrowing at her. They traveled from her boots to her hair, his tail swishing across the floor as he let out a grumble. "No one told me you had so many¡­unique abilities."

    "Don''t worry about the shady part of my business, Cordy. I haven''t stolen from dragons," she said, patting him on the snout.

    "Not yet, anyway." He pulled his lips up in a snarl, causing her to retract her hand. ¡°For all I know you¡¯ll rob my tail blind when my back is turned!¡±

    "Then keep your eyes focused on my behind if that makes you feel any better." She laughed as she pointed to the hallway, "I¡¯m taking the lead, and I bet my last gold that whatever we¡¯re looking for is down this hallway."

    "A princess, a thief, and a gambler. I suppose I should not be surprised to learn you¡¯re also a dragon in disguise, huh?" Cordenth rubbed his chin as Lyndis waved for the green dragon to follow.

    ¡°That would explain the staring.¡± Lyndis chuckled as she ventured ahead.

    ¡°I¡¯m not staring.¡± Cordenth snorted, pinning his wings against his back.

    All good so far, I just must keep him going for just a while longer. I figure whatever lays between us and this treasure might end up needing the touch of a dragon given the history depicted all around us. Although why have him wait outside? She snuck a peak at the following dragon, thoughts aplenty with scenarios his mother might have in store. Her hair stood on edge the longer she thought about it. Which was rare for her, there were hardly many places she felt as sure as she did exploring some ancient structure. She had called it the adventuring spirit growing up, her parents called it her rebellious spirit.

    Lyndis led the group down the hallway, whistling as she went. The path had its turns and such, with many more murals to be seen. Some were still painted, depicting a swirling vortex with dragons inside. The others seemed to have been scratched and craved right off the wall. She felt the marks upon the stone, they were the same size and shape of the ones further behind them. Lyndis shifted her eyes to Cordenth who as inspecting another mural behind her. His ebony tipped talons ran across a section of the mural as the dragon took in the artwork with slowly twitching frills before sniffing at the stone. His talons. She stared at the onyx colored sharpened tools, then back to the mural with the scratch. It was destroyed by claws! Dragon claws?

    But why would a dragon come in here to ruin a mural?

    "Cordenth?" she asked, causing the dragon to perk up his head and focus on her. "Would you be kind enough to put your paw right here?" she pointed to the section of ruined mural she was standing next to.

    Cordenth made his way over and gently did as she asked, "Sure, like this?" He flexed his claws, scratching them lightly against the stone.

    ¡°Yes, that¡¯s perfect.¡±

    "Hold on. Are you trying to imply that I did this?" His head tilted to the side, a scaly brow raising as he looked her up and down. ¡°I¡¯m not that much of an art critic you know. Less so about ancient art.¡±

    "No, but maybe another dragon did," she said while she inspected his paw.

    Cordenth''s paw barely fit the damaged mural, and it looked as though the dragon that destroyed the mural was much larger.

    "That''s fine for now," She gestured to the dragon to put his paw down. ¡°Thank you for your help."

    The dragon looked to her as she continued down the hallway, remaining eerily silent. Lyndis figured he must¡¯ve been too embarrassed to form out a proper answer that matched the level of such a menial task.

    They continued down the hallway in silence for a few minutes, following the old stone work. Cordenth was the first one to break the silence.

    "So how does a princess become an adventurer? Not questioning your motives, to be clear. I just find myself genuinely surprised I did not notice it yesterday, as we were walking about the walkways.¡±

    "How could you notice it while walking?"

    "It''s the way you carry yourself. Subtle, I must confess, but you can see in your walk that you are better than everyone else. Now, why did you not stay and rule over your people? I don''t think I could have turned away from that."

    Lyndis sighed. She had not really told many people about her reasons for leaving. "I just found myself yearning for more than the pompous, ever-boring life of a ruler.¡± Her hands moved to her hips, "It might sound usual, cliched, or whatever you want to call it, but I craved for excitement, adventure, things I had read about in stories. These things called to me, begging me to seek them out." She shrugged as he scoffed her words with a snort. "Of course, the adventure I found was not all the fancy, care-free tale I had dreamed of in my younger days, but it was still better than getting told what was expected or required of me."

    A heavy sigh left her throat, "I just wanted to take care of myself, and not have a kingdom waiting on my every breath."

    "Pfft.¡± Cordenth pulled back his head. ¡°Speak for yourself. I would love a kingdom to hang on my every breath. The things I could build, the marvels I would achieve! It¡¯s nothing short of glorious!¡± The dragon grinned, fluttering his wings as he seemed to look out to phantom rows of subject waving for his name. ¡°What dragon would not want those things?¡±

    "Oh, I bet ya would have loved ta have an entire people at the claws of yer feet," replied Merlia as she cracked her knuckles. ¡°Smoochin along, blessin da ground ya walk on. Like a bonified saint.¡±

    "I can see them now, waving and basking in the endless bounties brought forth by my immaculate rulership." the dragon continued. ¡°Scores of baskets or gifts brought to me of grateful subjects. Be a better ruler than my mother ever was.¡±

    "Hah!¡± Merlia slapped her knee, letting out a belting laugh. ¡°Ya might be able ta out ego Veledar ya green scaled bum!¡±

    Lyndis just ignored the dragon as he continued on with his vision of a perfect kingdom. She focused on the long hallway until it ended with yet another large room. This chamber was not as large as the last one, but was still fairly big. It had many stone pillars with indentations draped in dark green vines that went to the floor. The chipped and broken walls were lined with tattered, dark green tapestries that bore gold borders stitched into the raggedy cloth. The air was heavy with a dust, and smelled heavily like oak. How odd, course she was with a dragon that smelled sort of like a pine tree.

    Speaking of the devil, she glanced back as he padded around the room, unfolding and refolding his wings. His snout was held high, inspecting the ceiling itself which was covered in a thick blanket of twisted vines. She noticed upon her entry that beside the pillars of stone were two eight foot tall carvings of blackened material in the shapes of knights clad in full plate mail and armed with a sword in one hand while the other held a shield.

    Lyndis slowed her pace as they advanced into the bowels of the room. She turned to see that Merlia was already scanning the corners for traps. She let her own eyes do the same, looking for any small thing out of place, any imperfection that might¡¯ve hid deadly intent.

    ¡°Blasted.¡± She had just stepped on a stone she had deemed safe when she heard a loud click. Her ears perked up at the sound as she turned to find that Cordenth had not taken the hint and walked in without care. The dragon was currently holding up his right paw, "That clearly was an ominous sound, wasn''t it?" The dragon asked, worry spreading over his snout as he tucked his wings closer to his body. Perhaps Cordenth was not as confident as he led on.

    "You¡¯re bloody right that''s a bad sound!" Lyndis shouted at him, "Didn''t you see we were going in slow? There¡¯s a reason why you don¡¯t charge like an enraged boar."

    ¡°I-I¡¯m sorry. This is my first time in a place of such nature.¡±

    She sighed as the dragon did not offer any kind of rebuttal, and just stood mute after he uttered his apology. His snout was looking around the room, most likely looking for what he had done. She calmed herself as she was reminded it was her idea to bring the dragon in, after all. She should have known he had zero experience in such places.

    "Hey, green snout. I''m sorry too. It¡¯s obvious whatever you stepped on has been weathered down by years of-¡°

    "Lass!" Merlia suddenly shouted out, drowning out Lyndis'' apology to Cordenth. "Behind ya!"

    Lyndis turned on her heels while drawing one of her rapiers simultaneously. She saw that the two carvings were currently pulling themselves out of the pillars. With loud cracks, the figures broke free, landing on the stone floor with thunderous thuds that seemed to shake the whole room.

    ¡°Yeah, guess I was wrong ¡®bout that.¡± Lyndis gulped whatever saliva she had left in her mouth. She dearly wished they had Arcturus or Veledar with them now.

    No time for wishful thinking, she thought, swallowing her surprise in an instant. "Well, my resplendent Cordenth, if you have any hidden or special abilities, this would be the perfect time for you to shine!" she shouted as the two stone figures leaped towards them with their stone swords held high. She heard Cordenth give a roar, followed by the sound of his wings beating hard against the cold air of the temple.

    The closest granite knight charged towards her faster than she would have thought possible for a being made of that stuff. She swerved out of the way as its blade crashed down into the spot she had just been, then three arrows hit the thing right in its stone chest.

    Lyndis looked to the arm that had stabbed downward with the sword, and she spotted a small crack near its elbow. She struck the crack with her rapier, causing it to fragment more as pieces fell off the knight. She mentally cheered at her success, but did not take long to savor her small victory as the second figure moved in to attack her. She slid though the first one''s legs as the second knight crashed into the first one.

    Cordenth slammed into the first statue with a slice of his claws on the arm Lyndis had weakened. The dragon gave a great roar as he grabbed and with a mighty tug ripped the guardian¡¯s arm from its stone socket. Before the arm had shattered against the hardened floor Cordenth let loose a second mighty roar, shoving the now flailing creature into the second knight. Both constructs stumbled from the blow, trying to not loose their footing and fall.

    Seizing the opportunity, Lyndis ran forward, slicing at the second statue¡¯s legs. She struck at any small crack she already saw, causing more of the figure to break off as the cracks grew. Its shield went to smack her aside, but with a quick utterance of "Fiik Ilir" Three copies of herself appeared.

    Try hitting me now.

    However, the stone statue was not fooled by the trick, and went to smack her with a savage strike of its shield. Luckily, she rolled out of the way, the deadly moving stone missing her by scant inches. Looked as though the gods were on her side. When the knight picked it back up there was a large crack and indentation on the stone where she had been.

    Guess they don¡¯t use magical sight. How fortunate they saw through that illusion. No matter, just needs a different plan.

    Her thoughts were interrupted by Cordenth¡¯s roar of pain, followed by the sound of the dragon getting tossed to the floor. She looked to see the him roll on his side, panting and growling. Cordenth stood up with hatred brewing within his yellow eyes. The dragon gave savage roar and charged the statue. It was that look that reminded her of the obvious. Cordenth was still a dragon, and that she should probably keep that in mind when they played and teased with him. The dragon collided with the knight as it rose its shield, only for an arrow from Merlia''s bow to crack it in half.

    Lyndis remembered the one behind her as she dodged yet another attack, feeling the air rustle her cloak as its weapon swished behind her. She resumed her attack on the statue, her eyes locking to the weak spots she had already taken advantage of. She sliced at the weakened leg quickly, causing the cracked stone to break off under the potency of her magic blade. The stone statue toppled to the ground, crashing hard as other parts of it broke off from the impact. She gave a quick look behind her to see that Cordenth had started ripping the other statue apart piece by piece, and from the look of it, Merlia''s arrows had weakened several spots for the dragon to exploit.

    She turned to the statue in front of her, a wounded thing that was dragging itself weakly on the ground towards her. It lashed out again with its sword, but Lyndis quickly managed to jump back and out of the way, though not fast enough to entirely avoid the damage.

    ¡°Gah!¡± She grunted as she felt the sword graze her studded leather armor. Her eyes went wide as she realized that if the inhumanly heavy blade cut any closer, she would have been sliced clean open. With her eyes still on the statue, Lyndis waved her left hand and muttered, "Pyra". A wave of fire spread forth from her hand, bathing the stone in intense heat. The stone on the statue started blacken and roast, soon whatever was left of it folded inward to ash. She was about to leap forward and finish the thing off with her magic rapier, but a ball of molten fire flew past here and collided with the statue. Realizing what it was Lyndis flipped backwards, the fire¡¯s heat licking at her neck. She landed with a heavy thud on the stone, with debris flying past her, and a burst of wind ruffling her hair.

    "Ya almost blew her ta pieces, ya scaly bastard! Ya lucky she has trainin¡¯ in dodgin¡¯ things like dat!" Merlia shouted at the dragon, who''s snout was looking oh so smug.

    "Looks to me I saved her. You''ll see, she will be thanking me in a moment."

    "Thank you?!" Lyndis stormed towards the dragon. She held her rapier out to drive her points home, "That blast was too close you focken muppet! No, don¡¯t give me that smug stare. You bloody listen! Don''t try anything like that again if you wanna keep your scales clean. I don''t care if you¡¯re a bleeden dragon. You do anything reckless again, and I will personally kick your arse so hard, your mother¡¯s gonna feel it."

    She stowed her rapier, enjoying as Cordenth just looked at her in shock, "Next time you feel fire comin¡¯ up your throat, give a person a warning, or allow them to get to a safe distance before you spew.¡±

    She watched the smug demeanor of the dragon melt away like wax before a flame under her tempest of words. He folded his wings and his snout, following her in silence as she paced back and forth. If there was not clearly an adult dragon in front of her, she would swear the mighty Cordenth was nothing more than a scaly, frightened puppy.

    "I¡­I didn¡¯t know,¡± he began to say before shutting his snout. "I am truly sorry. I had no intention to hurt you.¡±

    Lyndis sighed as she put her hand up and took a long, deep breath. ¡°My cloak took the brunt of the damage, but I¡¯m alright. Just remember, alright?¡±

    Cordenth nodded in silence, then she heard Merlia give a shout from behind.

    "Ah, blasted misfortune. Dere¡¯s nothin on em to loot!"

    Lyndis had forgotten that part of adventuring. When there were monsters or dangerous guardians around, there always happened to be treasure close by.

    "Well you sure did not skip a beat," she laughed, joining the dwarf in sifting through the wreckage of the stone guardians. They only searched for a few more minutes before Lyndis had to admit the dwarf¡¯s first declaration had been a correct one. With a sigh of exhausted disappointment, she left the piles of rubble behind. She did, after all, have to get back to inspecting the room.

    "Come on, Cordenth. There¡¯s nothing to see here. Let¡¯s keep checking this place out."

    If what she had said had any effect on the dragon, Lyndis didn''t know. However, he did stroll past her with a look of confidence burning in his fiery eyes. Perhaps he was looking for a way to repay her. Grow bigger in her mind.

    "Now, look for anything out of the ordinary. That can be a switch, a pressure plate, anything that might open a secret room. Just remember to go slow. I don¡¯t want to meet those stone guys mates.¡±

    Cordenth nodded, watching the half-elf intently. Lyndis led him around the room as she searched for the things she had just mentioned. She was about to give up when, once again, Merlia was the one to shout out.

    "Found a switch!" the dwarf held up one of her fingers to point to where the statues had first emerged.

    "Well what¡¯s the hold up? Let¡¯s go ahead and pull it!" Lyndis pulled out her rapier once again. ¡°Cordenth, get your claws ready in case it summons something even worse."

    Cordenth nodded. With a heavy clunk, Merlia moved the switch. Nothing seemed to happen at first, but the sound of stone scrapping against stone drew all their attention to a secret door that was sliding open to reveal an entrance to an even larger room than the current one.

    "Damn, but I do love when things just work out like this." Lyndis stashed away her weapon with a sigh. ¡°Plus no trap!¡± She clasped her hands together. "Well, clumsy dragon and hawk-eyed dwarf, let¡¯s go see what we found."

    She led them through the stone doorway, which dwarfed Cordenth in size. The room before them had many pillars with carvings of the wizards from before. Each one held one of the mysterious orbs in their hands. From each of the orbs held high was a vortex of air, swirling around like the greatest storms imaginable. Complete with lightning striking along the clouds, when she glanced closer she even spied painted tails and wings of dragons lost within the storm.

    "Fascinating, really." Cordenth said softly, tracing his claw over one of the carvings.

    "Tell me about it." She replied, softly stepping onto the stone floor. She scanned the room top to bottom with her eyes, only moving in after she was satisfied no trip wire awaited them. They went through the room foot after foot, paw after paw. The air around her smelled thick with the scent of a bog. Or was it a marsh? It made her wrinkle her nose for a moment before she shivered. Somehow the air around her had cooled. ¡°I have a very good guess that what we¡¯re after lingers in this room." She waved her companions after her.

    "Why ya say dat, lass?'' asked Merlia from behind.

    "Hairs on end? The temperature drop? I can just feel it in my bones."

    They moved past a pillar to reveal a green orb resting on a purple cushion placed on a tall granite pedestal. She could see that whatever the orb was made of, something was swirling around its surface. It made her gasp, but also fill her with a sense of dread for some reason. Something did not feel right, and she always trusted her gut.

    "I take it that''s it? Not very impressive looking." scoffed Cordenth,"Even this room is not as grand as I would have thought."

    No sooner had he finished uttering his thoughts when a crack, loud as thunder, reverberated through the halls. Lyndis covered her ears as they rang with a sharp pain.

    "Well that was the most fockin¡¯ awful of roars," Lyndis laughed the moment the sound was over. However, whatever was going on was not completely done with them. Lyndis suddenly felt what could only be described as a vacuum sucking the air around her towards the orb. Although it did not seem to be affecting her in the slightest. It was loud, however, although she imagined if she just spoke loudly her companions could still hear her.

    "Well this isn''t that bad. Maybe it''s an illusion of some kind?" She shouted over the wind, "Heck maybe on a hot day we could use it to cool off!" her words descended into a short fit of nervous laughter. She was just about to laugh some more when the sound of claws scraping on stone caught her ear.

    The dragon was struggling to hold his ground, even lapping his wings against the vacuum. His muscles were all tensed in great effort, and his claws were dug clearly into the stone. Teeth clenched, Cordenth tried to find purchase, wings tucked against his body as close as they could get. Despite his intense effort, she could see that he was being dragged along the stone ground towards the orb at a snail¡¯s pace. Lyndis remembered the pictures that had depicted the storm, and the dragons swirling around in the vortex created by the mages.

    "Bahamut¡¯s bottom, this is why she told him to keep away!" Lyndis thought back to the Emerald Lady¡¯s warning with dread as she ran to Cordenth, with Merlia right at her side. They held up their hands on the dragon''s chest, and readied for a push. Whatever good that would do.

    "Ready?!" shouted Merlia, "Push!"

    Lyndis gave it all he strength as she pushed against the dragon''s chest. She saw Merlia give the same amount of effort as Cordenth struggled to hold on. He stopped moving for only a moment before they felt their own feet started to slide on the floor along with the dragon. She looked up to see Cordenth''s eyes wide with shock, filled with terror, as the dragon stared at the menacing orb just sitting there on its cushion.

    "This isn¡¯t working. We must try something else!¡± Cordenth¡¯s voice cracked as he moved a solid foot closer to the orb. ¡°Come up with something! Please I beg of you!¡±

    "Change yer size if ya can ye scaly git!" Merlia shouted, "Ya might be too heavy!"

    Cordenth nodded as he let go of the stone to quickly preform the gesture Lyndis had seen Veledar do before. With a puff of purple smoke, the dragon had turned into the size of a housecat, clinging desperately to the stone with his little claws. Lyndis grabbed him in both of her arms and held him to her chest, only to feel as though hands had grabbed her and pulled her entire body towards the orb. She tried to walk away from it, but she found the pull on her was just too strong. Even now, she was struggling to just move her legs.

    "Oh, graceful goddess, you have to save me. Do something, Lyndis. Please! I¡¯m not supposed to die like this!¡± Cordenth cried into her chest.

    ¡°Oh shut your snout, you whiny hatchling. I¡¯m Lyndis Kuxion¡­adventurer extraordinaire¡­and I¡¯m not gonna let a stupid orb get the better of me!¡± Lyndis pulled out one of her daggers and rammed it as hard as she could into the stone. Her trick seemed to offer temporary reprieve against the howling suction, until the strain on her arm start to grow exponentially. It started to feel as though she was hanging from that arm. She glanced back, the menacing orb looking all more devilish as it waited for their demise.

    "Merlia!" Lyndis shouted, her voice dripping with desperation, "Maybe if we knock that damn thing off the pedestal?"

    "Aye!" Merlia pulled out her bow in a single motion. Lyndis did not watch her fire as she put her head down and tried to not thing about the pain now building on her poor arm. She felt Cordenth''s claws digging into her other arm as the dragon held on for dear life. She heard a couple arrows getting loosed, followed by their impact on the orb with a loud twang.

    ¡°It didna work lass!"

    Lyndis looked to the little green dragon snuggling into her embrace, desperate and fearful for his life. There was a small voice in the head back of her head, a spark that kept her alive in worse situations.

    You only have to let the dragon go and all your problems will disappear along with him. Who is he, to deserve your sacrifice? What do you owe him? An impolite brat that brags about his status at every step of the way?

    ¡°No¡­¡± Lyndis gritted her teeth. Surviving was not good enough. Not when it came at the cost of another¡¯s life. For that reason, the thought alone filled her with disgust. That may have been so. Cordenth might have been a jerk, but she did not think he deserved to die over that fact.

    ¡°I¡¯ve got you,¡± she looked once again to the tiny dragon shivering in her arms. ¡°Whatever happens, happens to the two of us. Alright? I¡¯m not¡­letting you go¡­¡± She strained with all her might as her grip on her dagger start to slip under the monstrous pull of the orb.

    "Please, please, please." she heard Cordenth repeating into her chest. His eyes tightly closed in prayer.

    "I''m goin¡¯ ta grab it!" Merlia shouted, "It''s da only thing I can tink of now!"

    Lyndis felt one of her fingers slip off the dagger. "Do it!" she screamed, just as the rest of her hand was pulled off. Her entire body lifted off of the ground, pulled towards the menevolant orb by invisible hands. She grasped Cordenth tightly in both hands as she tucked her head in and closed her eyes.

    "Got it!" Merlia cried as she snagged the orb.

    Lyndis shot her eyes open as a pulse of blue light flew in all directions. She felt the pull on her vanish instantly as the floor welcomed her with its hard granite embrace.

    "Oh, thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you," Cordenth nuzzled against her chest as dull pain throbbed around her body.

    ¡°Like I said¡­not that big of a deal.¡± The half-elf rubbed the dragon¡¯s spine with a smile, as the green dragon would not stop nuzzling her.

    "How¡¯s our wee dragon?¡± Merlia strolled over, looking like a cat as she rolled the green orb in her hands.

    "He¡¯s fine. Bit shaken, but fine," Lyndis groaned, "Although his tiny claws can be quite the nuisance."

    She looked to the green orb held by Merlia. From this distance, she could see it had a mirror like surface, that looked as though there was something swirling beneath the surface. She felt a chill run up her spine. Something about this whole thing felt wrong. She turned away to focus on Cordenth instead, to take her mind of the orb. Despite his nuzzles, the dragon was still clutching her a bit too tightly.

    "We¡¯re fine, Cordenth. The orb¡¯s magic has been nullified." she whispered, as if she were talking to a frightened child. She stroked the dragon from snout to tail as she started walking back towards the exit. Thankfully, as she calmed him down with suave rubs over his spine, Cordenth retracted his claws from her skin.

    "Hey, quick-wits. Thanks for the rescue back there." Lyndis said, turning to Merlia.

    "Dun ya mention it lass," Merlia laughed, "Jus buy me a drink or two ta settle ya guilt."

    "You can bet your boots on that!"

    "Y-You do this every day?" the dragon stuttered.

    "Walking? Of course we do." She laughed, cupping his jaw.

    Cordenth¡¯s eyes narrowed, "No, I meant risking your life for treasure."

    "Sometimes¡­ Comes with the package of being an adventurer." she held up her arm so that she could look the dragon in the eyes. "Despite the mishaps, you did quite good for your first time. I honestly have seen worse during my long tomb-looting career."

    "I¡¯m relieved to hear that, although, hopefully, I won''t be doing any more ventures into old dragon ruins any time soon!" Cordenth spread his wings and leaped off her arm. He changed his size mid flight, landing with claws against the stone as he shook his head, stretched his wings, and twitched his tail. The dragon stopped and looked back towards them, "One more thing.¡± He dragged a single digit across the stone, his frills turning a darker shade of green. ¡°Would you be so kind as to keep this incident away from Veledar¡¯s ears? I don¡¯t want him to¡­you know¡­¡±

    "Secret¡¯s safe with us." Lyndis mimed across her heart..

    "Ya can count on me too, lad. Not every day we are faced wit our own mortality." added Merlia, as she pulled out her water skin and took a swig. "Ya jus gotta learn to take it in stride and do better."

    Cordenth was silent for a few minutes. Lyndis guessed he was trying to find something witty to say. Only when they had returned to the entrance and saw the sun again, did he open his maw to speak.

    ¡°You know, I probably haven¡¯t thanked you properly for saving me back there. Both of you." he raised his snout high, "I didn''t think you were going to do it at first. Why did you do that? I mean, my mother would say it¡¯s because, as a dragon, I am more important, but I feel that was not your reason."

    ¡°It¡¯s because you needed us at that moment. It did not matter to me if you were a dragon or anyone else, Cordenth." She walked over to pat the dragon on the flank, "You also are not quite the hopeless cause I imagined when we first met."

    "Well, I hope whatever mother needed this orb for was worth the effort," he wrinkled his snout. "She works so much in the dark, I sometimes just feel like another part of her mysterious plans."

    ¡°Well, let¡¯s go git us some answers den." Merlia said, stashing the orb in one of her pockets.

    "Yea, and hopefully Veledar has not burned the village to the ground." laughed Lyndis in reply. She then patted Cordenth''s smooth scales once again, "Come on, Cordy, know anywhere good to eat? I believe I''m starving."

    "I know just the place!" the dragon chuckled, and together, the three walked back towards the village.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 6: The Dragons Curse

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 6: The Dragon¡¯s Curse</u>

    Arcturus eyes traced every ink laden page of his spellbook, mentally going over each motion painstakingly in detail. Warmth permeated his stomach from his recently eaten meal, joining the golden sunlight filtering gently through the canopy of the arboreal village. The temptation to do something other than practicing whispered in his ear seductively. However, the paladin knew well the importance of mastering these spells, for sooner or later, they might very well save someone¡¯s life. He closed his eyes, taking a few calming breaths until the hacking sound of his dragon brought his meditation crashing down.

    Bolting his eyes open, he was greeted to the twitching red snake of a tail of his dragon, currently with his snout buried in a thick green bush as he vomited up his recent meal. Lyyreth had described that Veledar had apparently eaten a whole bushel of berries that didn¡¯t agree with him. The green dragon currently rested beside Arcturus, watching on with amusement gleaming in his sunflower like eyes, stifling laughter with his paw.

    "So do remind me again, Lyyreth. What kind of berry makes a dragon so indisposed?" The human looked up as a grin spread from each side of the green¡¯s spade snout.

    Lyyreth turned to him with a chortle and flick of his frilled tail, "We call them wyvern berries.¡± Lyyreth held up his paw, holding two of his digits close together.. Blue little berries with purple dots on them. Taste sweet at first but soon come right back up."

    The human rose a brow as a sneaking suspicion snuck through his mind. He flinched as another sickening wretch from Veledar permeated the air. ¡°And how is you didn¡¯t enlighten him about this?¡±

    "I thought that might be obvious.¡± The green dragon looked away with a smirk. ¡° The red dragon wouldn¡¯t cease the running of his tongue at my hunting style. Insisted that it was hardly any better than a fresh hatchling! I must have been so distraught by his words that I forgot all about the effects of these berries." Lyyreth tilted his head, placing a paw to his onyx chest, a look of honesty about his snout only ruined seconds later as it wrinkled and a sneeze was unleashed toward the canopy.

    "See? I told you he¡¯s a bastard,¡± Veledar hissed, thick droplets of purple bile dripping from his snout. His eyes shown with a cerulean fire towards the green, though it was short lived before the red was sticking his nose right back where it had come. ¡°I hate¡­.you.¡±

    ¡°There are better ways to solve a feud, Lyyreth. Is there no antidote you can think of?¡±

    "Might be, but there were not enough to kill him. By the time we get an antidote they should have worked through his system." The green laid down onto all fours, curious snout descending towards the spellbook in Arcturus¡¯ lap.

    "While that dragon thinks about hunting styles may I inquire some things?"

    ¡°I don¡¯t see the harm.¡±

    ¡°You claim to be a paladin of Bahamut.¡± The dragon breathed in deep through his nostrils. "And that book you hold is mighty old in your years.¡± The inquisitive nose, pressed against the book as the dragon took another breath. ¡°And it smells like a dragon." Lyyreth raised one of his eyebrows, "You didn''t happen to steal this particular item, did you?"

    "It was given to me as a gift, and Veledar.Arcturus turned the page as memories sprung to mind of the red¡¯s now hoard. ¡°Inherited it.¡± The red¡¯s big hurt eyes lingered in the back of his head, and how they had struck a chord with him. ¡°I¡¯m quite thankful for it.¡±

    "And you used to hunt dragons. Your family¡¯s name has been whispered by dragons for years.¡±

    ¡°That¡¯s not who I am anymore.¡±

    ¡°Most interesting, curiosity still curls around my scales. How did you become a paladin of one? And even more curiously, be friends with the big, tail twitching brute?" He thrust a wing talon towards the red dragon. ¡°Surprised you two didn¡¯t kill each other.¡±

    "Oh, it was a great tale of fairies, bullettes, and smelly horses." Veledar returned with a wipe of his paw. The red dragon trotted over, curling around Arcturus with a thump of his tail. His eyes narrowed on the green dragon, traveling from his tail right to his snout."And don¡¯t think for a moment that I¡¯m not watching you," There was a slight gurgle from the dragon¡¯s stomach that had the red leaping up from his resting spot and back towards the tree line. Curses flowed from the dragon¡¯s mouth as another stomach churning choir of regurgitation clawed at Arcturus¡¯ ears.

    "And yet another undignified thing I can add to my mental image of dragons." laughed Arcturus turning back to Lyyreth."To answer your previous question, Veledar wants us to help him retrieve a book that was stolen from him by someone in my kingdom. I want answers from my king why a rather innocent dragon is wanted dead. The paladin part of the story is rather¡­complicated, and I''m sure we both wouldn¡¯t want to go through that bit of history again any time soon."

    "Speak for yourself!¡± Veledar curled his head around with a grin. ¡°I got to be a hero!"

    "I seem to remember more bleeding and dying, rather than heroism!"

    "Details, details." Hissed Veledar. ¡°You don¡¯t understand a good story.¡±

    ¡°You¡¯ve asked a question, tis only fair if I ask some myself.¡±

    ¡°That seems fair enough.¡± Lyyreth kneaded the ground with his claws, frills fluttering softly in time with his breaths. ¡°Ask your question knight.¡±

    "Why stay here instead of striking it out on your own? Dragons seem to do that around the one hundred year mark. Yet here you are. Stuck within the forest with your mother. I know Lumara isn¡¯t the friendliest of a places for dragons but it does seem rather odd. Doesn¡¯t your life get boring?"

    Veledar peeked around with a growly chuckle. ¡°You¡¯re one to talk human! Were you not the leader of those guard monkeys back in that horrid city of yours?¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t you have more important things to worry about then what I did for a living?¡± He countered, eyeing how the dragon¡¯s cerulean pools kept darting to the bushes.

    Veledar¡¯s gaze narrowed with a wary swish of his tail, ¡°Are you taking his side?¡±

    ¡°Must there always be a side with you?¡±

    ¡°Perhaps.¡±

    Lyyreth sighed as he looked to the trees. "This place has always been our home. Then there is the issue with our mother. She claims that she needs us for something important, but she hardly shares more than that. Again and again he claims we can leave, but I grow more skeptical with each passing day. I yearn to leave, but can''t tear myself away."

    "That''s because you¡¯re still a whelp!" Veledar gasped in between his convulsions.

    Lyyreth offered no rebuttal, letting a telling silence linger around him. The red dragon perhaps had hit the scale right on the head, and the green was simply too proud to admit it. Again the sunflower like slits eyed the rays of light, seemingly lost to oblivion till Arcturus spoke again.

    "You must want to collect your own hoard of things, right? That''s a common draw for most dragons. Its practically integrated into your very bones!¡±

    The green¡¯s tail tapped on the ground floor, as a smirk formed on his snout. "I do have a lot of books here to pass the time. Spellbooks and scrolls are my most favorite.¡± He settled onto his haunches, scratching at his chin with his claws. "I guess if I was going to leave, I would head towards Rothdell. I¡¯ve heard stories that they have the highest amount of spellcasters.¡±

    "Tis true enough. Although I¡¯ve never seen more than the battlefields. You know, with the war going on and all."

    ¡°Hmmmmm.¡± The dragon swished his tail, tapping his chin. "I¡¯ll give it some thought. Seeing you and Veledar over there lends credit to the idea of an exploring dragon. It is actually kind of refreshing, we don''t get many draconic visitors." Lyyreth fluffed out his wings, "EVEN IF HE¡¯S RUDE!"

    From behind Lyyreth, Lyndis, Merlia, and Cordenth were padding along towards them. They were all laughing, the green dragon included. The human caressed his stubly chin as a sense of infectious warmth seemed to be radiating from his companions.

    What could they have possibly gotten up to? Especially to make the grump of a green to be chuckling away?

    Veledar returned to slunk over to the pondering knight, settling onto his haunches with his tail curled around him. He scratched at his chest, moaning in discomfort.

    "Mrrawwgh, that is the last time I eat berries. Worse than that time I ate spoiled meat." Veledar¡¯s lips wrinkled ¡°Tried to do this aging process I read about. Messed it up worse than¡­than..¡± Words seem to fail him as the dragon squirmed, holding his stomach with a groan.

    Petting the dragon¡¯s side he snickered under his breath. Though it was uncomfortable for his friend, he did deserve some puch back with his teasing. He rubbed his hand in circles along the hardened scales, offering Veledar words of encouragement for his drained spirit, "Don''t worry, It won¡¯t last for much longer now. You¡¯ll be right as rain, just gotta push through it."

    ¡°Grahhh¡­Wish I didn¡¯t have to. How he hasn¡¯t rid those berries from this forest is a inquiry that boggles the mind.¡±

    ¡°Maybe it¡¯s to get back at misbehaving guests from time to time?¡± Lyyreth looked away with a mischievous smile, only dashed away as Veledar snorted at him.

    ¡°We¡¯ll see how misbehaving I can be when I am better.¡±

    Merlia held up the green orb in her left hand, shouting to draw two sets of serpentine necks "Look what we got while you lazy bums were lounging about!¡±

    "I helped of course." Cordenth proudly strolled over, fluffing out his wings. " I''m a fully-fledged princess saver, tomb-delving adventurer now."

    "Let¡¯s not get too carried away now." Lyndis countered with a laugh. ¡°Or should I add dragon savior to my accomplishments as well?¡±

    ¡°Fair enough.¡±

    Arcturus had to admit, the dragon Cordenth certainly seemed to be in a better mood. Whatever had happened at the temple must have helped with that. When asked about their journey he was given the abridged version. Tales of stone golems and thrilling excitement drew their attention as his companions spoke up their deeds. Even Cordenth got a few moments in the spotlight as he grinned with his teeth on full display.

    "So, off the Emerald Lady then?" Arcturus closed the book as the group had playfully shoved and laughed at one another. Veledar had taken an interest to the orb, lowering his snout to gaze intently at the spherical surface. "We best get back to Veledar''s quest. Or is he now more interested in acquiring that orb?"

    ¡°I was simply¡­admiring the craftmanship of it.¡± The dragon pulled back his head, looking away with a snort. From the way his tail swayed behind him the man knew that he¡¯d been caught. ¡°Of course we can go back and speak to that¡­¡± He stopped, eyeing the two green brothers with a sudden warry stare. ¡°Wonderful mother of theirs.¡±

    The others nodded, waving them along as they began their stroll back towards the Lady¡¯s lair. They made their way through the village getting got lots of stares, pointing, and all around attention from the villagers. It must have been quite the sight to see them all together. He imagined it must have been like when the king, queen, or their children went about the commoners. He was reminded about Cornelius¡¯ daughter Nivra, and how her bodyguard gryphon Voidwing had to practically snap away anyone who got too close with his silver lined beak.

    Lyyreth and Cordenth parted the crowd like water, smiling as people whispered and greeted them with warmth and good cheer. Veledar on the other hand was stopping to talk to everyone. He¡¯d warble and talk about his radiant scales, and compliment people on their good taste on liking the color red. On the third such instance, Arcturus just couldn¡¯t help himself anymore. He shoved the dragon hard to get his attention. When that didn¡¯t work he cupped the dragon¡¯s horned head and began to lead him away.

    "You know, I have said this before, but you should really take a page from their book here. They simply adore me!" the dragon grinned. ¡°And just so you know. I¡¯m letting you drag me away.¡±

    "Yea well, I won¡¯t be praising the ground you walk on. I''ll do my adoring in a different way." Arcturus stated.

    "Am I hearing this right? Have you just confirmed that you adore me?" The dragon wrest himself from the man¡¯s grip, his snout surging to mere inches from the paladin¡¯s nose.

    "You know my meaning, you sly winged reptile." He continued, pushing the dragon''s snout away.

    ¡°But Arcturus.¡± The dragon chuckled, licking across his face with a single swipe of his tongue. ¡°I¡¯m a dragon.¡±

    ¡°How could I forget?¡± He groaned, wiping away the viscous liquid with the back of his hand. ¡°And could you not? It¡¯s hard enough to get out.¡±

    The dragon chuckled with a sway of his tail, amusement shining in his eyes. ¡°I¡¯ll have to remember that in the future. Can¡¯t have you smelling like dragon, can we?¡±

    They made their way out of town and back to the Emerald Lady¡¯s lair. Arcturus'' eyes were once again drawn to the hundreds of statues of frozen people, and it sent a shiver up his spine to even think about how they ended up like that. Despite the friendlier attitude of her sons, the Emerald Lady seemed very much a threat. They had to stay on their toes while dealing with her, and if he did not, they could very well find themselves among those frozen in terror.

    Lyyreth was the first to walk over to the monolithic door of the lair. He held a paw over a particular vine on the door, while a sense of unease lingered about the air like a heavy cloud. Lyndis was masking her concern with a grin as she shifted from foot to foot. Merlia while usually outspoken was oddly silent, gripping the orb with white knuckles as she muttered under head breath. Veledar however looked calm, with his snout towering over them. The dragon strode over full of confidence, as if nothing could possibly go wrong. It was something to admire. Truly. If he could show such bravery, then so would he. The knight breathed in, straightened his posture, and followed the green dragons as the doors opened.

    It did not take long to find the misty room where they found the Emerald Lady this time. He figured she was not playing and did not want to waste any more time. She however did emerge suddenly from the same mist with her wings spread, her sharpened teeth on full display as she strolled around them.

    "So you have managed to accomplish my task after all. The orb has managed to fall in your possession," she cooed, her glowing eyes falling to Merlia, who clutched the orb tightly against her chest. The large dragoness swirled around them, unnerving Arcturus for a moment. The temptation to reach for his sword burned within his veins. It was only with great mental effort that the paladin stayed his hand.

    "Who was the dragon that went in that temple before?" Lyndis broke through her silence, "Don¡¯t deny it. We saw marks. Marks that could have only been done by another dragon much larger than Cordenth."

    "How perceptive of you," the Emerald Lady grinned, her tail flicking playfully across the ground. "That, my dear, happened to be none other than me. Long, long ago¡­when I stumbled my way out of that dreadful temple."

    Arcturus'' eyes widened as he connected the orb to the dragoness before him. The Emerald Lady had been like Dread Flame. The dragon who¡¯d started all this. She had been trapped within the orb. ¡°Who was your host?¡±

    "What host?" came the voices of Merlia, Lyndis, and Veledar all at once.

    Right. He had never told them the specifics of Dread Flame. "The last dragon that I encountered, he came from one of those orbs." Arcturus pointed to the green orb that Merlia was holding. "He possessed a wizard and took over his body like a parasite. He transformed that body into one of his own."

    Arcturus looked back to the Emerald Lady, whom was giving him an amused look. Like he was still being toyed with. "So what person did you take over? Are they even alive?

    "Mrrrhhhhmmm,¡± She chuckled, swooping back to her original position to stare at them like a cat. The thought made nervousness tingle across his skin, as her tail swished back and forth. "There was a young elven girl, so long ago I have forgotten her name. The sneaky mink stumbled into that temple, past the set of traps, past the millennia-old guardians. She, of course, found the orb I was trapped in. You should have seen her eyes, so full of wonder at her discovery. I but only had to call out to her, and her curious little mind reached back. She reached out for my prison, wishing nothing more than to deepen her understanding of who or what I was. But I was not about to play games with such an insignificant creature. Upon her touch, I was freed, and I wasted no time in overwhelming her pitiful, primitive mind.¡±

    The Emerald Lady spread her verdant wings like a scaly angel of frightening beauty. "All that she was, all that she could have been, snuffled out in an instant, all because of an unrelenting urge to stick her nose where no mortal ever should. Like honied water she disappeared within me, strengthening me forever.¡±

    ¡°You¡­killed her.¡±

    ¡°No, paladin. She fulfilled her purpose from the moment she touched the orb. The body that remained after might¡¯ve retained her appearance, but I assure you, nothing else remained of that elf when I was through with her.¡±

    Arcturus backed away for a moment as the dragoness flashed her sharp, dripping teeth at them like a predator might in front of its helpless prey. He and the others had gotten closer together out of instinct. If only he had his armor, he would have felt so much more confident.

    "Alas, her insignificant life has little to do with why the orb found its way back to me." She held out a paw expectantly. ¡°Hand it over.¡±

    "Hey wats da big idea?" Merlia protested. Arcturus turned to see the dwarf struggling to hold onto the orb within her grasp. It appeared to be being pulled towards the dragoness. The dwarf held the green sphere with both hands, face ever reddening from the effort exerted. ¡°Can¡¯t wait ta fondle a green ball?¡±

    "Be a good subject and deliver what you were sent for." The Emerald Lady¡¯s snout curled up to reveal her terrifying fangs once more. ¡°You¡¯re being utterly foolish.¡±

    With a gasp, Merlia lost her grip on the orb, which flew and hovered over the Emerald Lady¡¯s outstretched paw. The dwarf stumbled forward, crashing to the floor with a thud and curse in dwarven.

    "You could have just asked for it!" Lyndis shouted, helping Merlia stand, though the dwarf insisted she was fine. Though the ranger¡¯s eyes sharpened like her arrows when they met the Lady¡¯s own.

    "I could have. Perhaps next time you cut straight to our business instead of asking pointless questions." the dragoness replied. ¡°While what I say is rather interesting. Whatever counts for conversation from you is not. Pawns don¡¯t need to talk to be useful.¡±

    "Why do you even need that orb anyway?" Veledar snarled thumped his paw hard against the stone floor, fluffing out his wings. ¡°Isn¡¯t it just an unpleasant reminder of your last place of residence?¡±

    "Tsk, Tsk, Tsk." the dragoness chuckled deep in her throat as she tapped the floor with her claw. ¡°I¡¯m afraid you have it all wrong, young Veledar. It is you that needs the orb, not I," she crushed the orb in her clawed paw, letting the emerald slivers shatter onto the ground below in a cloud of dust.

    "It is what is inside that you need for the journey ahead." She spread open her digits to reveal a dull white crystal among the dust of the shattered orb. It reminded Arcturus of the mana crystals back home that powered most things. However, this one looked older, and seemed to have a shifting fog beneath its surface. Like there was a serpent swirling round and round beneath the foggy surface.

    The dragoness gestured to Merlia, and in an instant, the crystal few to her outstretched hands. "You will require three to finish the quest at the end of your path.¡±

    "I¡¯m sorry to interrupt your long-winded prophecy, but I hardly see how I need a crystal to get my book back.¡± Veledar bared his own teeth at the amused dragoness. ¡°It seems you¡¯ve been wasting our precious time.¡±

    "The crystal is not meant to satisfy your material needs. It serves a deeper purpose. One that lies behind the quest you set out to accomplish." The dragoness chuckled. ¡°And you are quire arrogant to think everything is about yourself.¡±

    "Perhaps you could shed some light on what awaits us at the end of said road?" asked Arcturus, He tried to keep his posture straight as a soldier as the enormous dragoness snapped her snout towards him, her threatening slits narrowing right onto him. For a glimmer of a moment he realized how small he was. Like a mouse before a towering jaguar. When her growl came he held his ground, though noticed Veledar had shifted a tad closer as well.

    "Oh, it is not for me to divulge such details," She mused as her frills twitched in and out. She was practically close enough for Arcturus to touch now, and the paladin forced himself to keep his hand off his sword. Her eyes watched him as if searching through him for something important. He felt naked, exposed, all of his hairs stood on end as the air seemed to fill with an electric aura. Then her attention darted to Veledar, her slits widening as if something had just occurred to her. An ominous chuckle spread around the room as she pulled her head back into a laugh coinciding with her tapping tail.

    "Now that certainly is surprising. How interesting the threads of fate are."

    Thankfully came Veledar''s voice to pull away the glowing, piercing eyes of the Emerald Lady as the red dragon curled around him protectively. "Can you please unwind your twisted tongue? Tell us what we need to do, so we may leave this forest, be done with you, and that I may fly once again!¡±

    The dragon¡¯s words rolled off the dragoness¡¯ scales like water as she pulled back her head with a hiss. ¡°How disappointing you are Veledar. Most impatient and rash. It may seem the bad habits of the lesser beings you travel with are rubbing off on you." She laughed once more as her eyes looked to each one of them in turn. ¡°That will eventually lead to your undoing young one. Maybe even strip you of flight all together. How your mother would weep.¡±

    "You know, for an old, supposedly wise dragon, you sure lack the finesse to get to the damn point.¡± snarled Veledar. ¡°And leave my mother out of this.¡± The dragon¡¯s scales twitched as Arcturus took note of the hurt within his eyes. ¡°I¡¯d have thought even you would respect the dead.¡±

    The Emerald Lady shook her head dismissively. "I only speak truths young one. You¡¯re rude and uncivilized, just like the creatures you consort with. You ask why you did this? You need protection from the red orb that your knight friend secured for Lumara''s king. They will be able to find you, no matter where you hide. Perhaps they will kill you, or maybe worse...trap you inside of it. You can understand how difficult it would be to get your book back then."

    "Great. This is absolutely fantastic. What a way to start my day. First, your dear son tricks me into gulping down the worst berries in existence, then his mother offers me nothing but unparalleled wisdom and comforting news. Tell me, esteemed Lady, how might I be able to shield myself from such a dreadful relic?" replied Veledar as he folded up his wings.

    "I must cast an old spell on you. Once this is done, they will not be able to locate you with the relic. Although...." She swirled towards Veledar, easily towering over the red. He looked like a wyrmling before it¡¯s parent, and she pressed forward with a throaty chuckle. "You will need to do yet another task for me...tomorrow."

    "Why waste any time?¡± The red dragon thrashed his tail impatiently. ¡°Let¡¯s do it now since my day is obviously ruined.¡±

    "Tough luck, whelp. We do things in my time in whatever way I please," She snapped, glancing to all of them with a malevolent glare. When she lingered on Arcturus her hardened expression softened, and a heavy sigh passed her lips. Her snout rose higher than all of them, staring out into oblivion as an unnerving silence lingered about the air.

    For an eerie amount of time this lasted before there was a sudden rush of air that ruffled everyone¡¯s clothing. The space around her started to spark with bolts of electricity, curling around her forepaws and casting a brilliant white light across the floor. "I can cast the spell on you right now if you insist, but I will need insurance that you will remain here in my forest until our agreement comes to its conclusion.¡±

    Arcturus sighed silently. Deep within himself, he was just glad she was not giving him that predatory stare focused on the red dragon. It was just how Dread Flame had stared him down with those fiery eyes once he twisted poor Vargus¡¯ body into that scaly behemoth of sharpened talons he faced.

    Veledar pondered in silence, the dragon flicking his tail as he curled his head to look at his companions in turn. Then they fell on Arcturus, and within those cerulean slits he saw an understanding as the dragon took a rumbling breath. Dealing with this dragoness was very disconcerting. She did not seem to do anything without cause. If she suddenly changed her mind, it had to because she had something up her scales. "Manticore¡¯s bottom. Fine.¡± The red dragon hissed. ¡°You have my word. I will stay in the forest for another day¡­Not like I have much of a choice now, do I?"

    With a dismissive wave of her paw, the Lady¡¯s reply came as cold as a winter¡¯s wind."I admire the fire in you, but your mere word is not good enough, young dragon. You see, I don''t partake in risks. Who is to say you won¡¯t slip away in the night? The game I am playing needs precision, it needs absolutes. I will need something a bit more convincing to ensure that you will follow up to your words. Something more meaningful than just your honor."

    Before Arcturus had the chance to digest what he just heard, the emerald dragoness held up her paws and drew a circle in the air. Lavender light twisted around her digits like thin little snakes, slowly flowing upwards with every precise movement.

    "By your words, I seal you to this spell so that you will hold to the promise you¡¯ve made."

    To Arcturus'' horror, her shimmering eyes turned to him. The room started to fade, sound dulled, and everything narrowed to those spine tingling eyes.

    "This one will be your tether to this place, and ensure your ongoing, everlasting commitment until our agreement is fulfilled."

    Suddenly, the lavender snakes flew from her to wrap around him before he could shout his protest. Brilliant purple-white electricity arced across the ring¡¯s surface, shooting up his skin with jaw biting pain. Falling to his knees his body shook, spasmed, his fingers curled in on themselves as screams flowed through gritted teeth. In his mind he could hear the cackling of the Emerald Lady, her eyes locked on his twitching form as he voiced his mind numbing misery. His torso then felt warm, like someone had lit a furnace beneath his rib cage, and to his his horror, he was reminded of the same feeling when Bahamut had given him the powers of a paladin.

    Through the roar of a dragon he heard his name. Collapsing to the floor in a twitching mess he hardly felt the stone hit his cheek. He opened his eyes as he heard an explosion quickly followed by Veledar¡¯s thundering roar.

    Though his vision was blurry he witnessed his red dragon fling himself at the Emerald Lady, toppling the malevolent ness with his bulk. Though the electricity was faded, his body felt weak. He could hardly raise his head as Lyndis and Merlia soon leaped to the red¡¯s aid with rapier, spell, and bow. He tried to speak, anything to help his friends, but found himself unable to utter the faintest of words.

    The temple shook with dragon roars, sizzled as flames were tossed from spread roguish fingers. The air crackled with electricity as Merlia fired brilliant arrows from her bow.

    "Taste me lightin¡¯ arrow ya great big iguana!" The dwarf cheered as the dragoness was sent tobbling backward, crashing to the ground with a thunderous, dust lifting thud. Before the Lady could rise, Veledar was right there to pounce onto her prone form.

    "What have you done to him? ANSWER ME!" Veledar roared out as his paw struck the Emerald lady straight on the snout. It must have been enchanted, since the dragoness was smashed into floor by the powerful blow.

    She recovered quickly though and lashed back at the smaller dragon in a second¡¯s time. She held up a claw, and instantly, a whole swarm of insects flew from her outstretched digits. Arcturus did not know the name of the spell she was preforming, but it did not matter. Lyyreth was the one to move in and, with wave of his claw, the spell had stopped.

    ¡°Enough Mother!¡¯ The green son roared, leaping between them with teeth bared.

    "You help them?" The Emerald Lady hissed and smashed her child aside with her lengthy tail.

    Lyyreth tumbled to the ground hard with a groan, knocking over several pedestals with a great clatter. The Emerald Lady stood her ground as the adventurers and now her children spread around her.

    "Was all of this really called for?" Cordenth shouted, thrashing his tail with a ferocious snarl, "He agreed to stay here and help!"

    "I work in absolute child. This is no time of me to judge my methods. I¡¯ve found their weakness and exploited it." The Emerald Lady snapped a claw to Arcturus.

    He suddenly couldn¡¯t breath. His ribs felt as though they were digging into him, like a giant had him caught in a tightening grip. He tried to scream as pain soon found him once more, but he had no voice to give. Stars burst across his vision as he collapsed to the cold ground.

    "Now Veledar, be a good whelp and back down from this senseless attack, or I will stop your beloved paladin''s heart." She snarled in defiance at the party.

    "You focken cunt!" Lyndis shouted out.

    "What da elf said, ya good for nothin¡¯ lizard!" Merlia added with a scowl. ¡°Haf ta play dirty don¡¯t ya?¡±

    "Veledar, I suggest you make your decision now," The dragoness snarled, curling one of her digits slowly inward.

    Arcturus felt the pain increase, and his vision started to go white. In the distance he heard murmured voices, calling out his name.

    "Or he will die."

    "Mother!" Lyyreth flared out his wings. The green dragon froze when his mother curled her head to him, daring him to say another word.You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.

    ¡°Everyone back down.¡± The red dragon hissed. With a lowered head and fluttering frills he tentatively advanced towards the intimidating dragoness that literally held the paladin¡¯s life in her paws. His voice came softer as his pained eyes lingered on Arcturus¡¯ writhing form. ¡°Don¡¯t kill him. Please! I will do as you ask."

    "An expected result," the Emerald Lady replied calmly. Dismissively, she waved her paw, and like a puppet who¡¯s strings had been cut, Arcturus flopped to the ground as sweet air filled his lungs.

    ¡°Hell.¡± The knight gasped, coughing as the pain receded from his chest. Never in his life had he been more thankful for air.

    "Now that our agreement has been solidified, I will forgive this little outburst." She snarled, looking to the bleeding wounds they had inflicted upon her. "However, next time you raise your claws at me, I will not be so forgiving. Remember that."

    ¡°We will.¡± Arcturus coughed, pushing himself to all fours and eyeing the dragoness with sharpened eyes. His heart throbbed with tiny needles as relief spread about his companion¡¯s faces. Veledar seemed the most worried. The dragon bound over, picked him up with his claws, and inspected him for any sort of injuries with a nosing snout.

    "Are you sure you are feeling alright? That looked bad. Really, really bad." Worry swam through the dragon¡¯s eyes as those caring spheres traveled to the knight¡¯s boots and back again. ¡°For a moment I thought¡­¡±

    "Not like that.¡± He settled a hand on the dragon¡¯s pebbly snout, casting away the darkened cloud that had wrapped about his friend¡¯s demeanor. ¡°It hurt a lot, and I feel like I¡¯ve been drained. You needn¡¯t hold me like a child. While appreciated¡­I can stand.¡± He closed his eyes, thinking back to how he¡¯d healed Veledar with his powers, instead focusing on himself.

    He held a hand to his chest, sighing as the enveloping warmth spread about his fingers and through his aching body. He immediately felt his body, exhausted from the ordeal of sorcery, suddenly feel refreshed. He breathed in deep and sighed as he tried to forget the intense pain still fresh on the mind.

    "Bahamut¡¯s grace, Veledar¡­what you¡¯ve done is stupid. Stupid and brave in equal measures! I can defend myself, you know.¡±

    "How are you sure you¡¯re completely fine? That spell might¡¯ve done damage even you aren¡¯t aware of. Let me.¡± Veledar moved his snout to inspect Arcturus'' body up close. ¡°I know my way around enchantments.¡±

    ¡°No need for that.¡± Arcturus had to push the inquisitive, worried dragon away. I used lay on hands. You must have been too focused to notice. Besides¡­" He moved the dragon¡¯s head up so he could look him in the eyes, "I thought we agreed it takes more than a spell to finish me off." he joked. Although he intentionally did not mention he was still sore all over. No need for Veledar to worry even more about him. This seemed to work, as Veledar turned to the Emerald Lady, who casually began to lick her wounds clean.

    "There¡¯s no need to look him over. I¡¯ve not harmed him more than the spell required.¡±

    "It was certainly uncalled for, mother!¡± Cordenth bared his teeth, snapping at the larger dragoness. His eyes were sharper than the paladin¡¯s sword as he advanced on his mother with a violent swish of his tail. ¡° I said it before, could you not have handled this a better way?"

    "This is my domain, Cordenth, and I do not need your opinion on how I conduct my business. I chose the most effective way to get Veledar to stay. The other options were simply less effective." She replied, not even glancing to her son. She kept her eyes locked on Veledar, who was returning her stare. If the red had the chance, he was certain the dragon would kill the Emerald Lady, just from the look alone.

    "Try something like this again, and I will ensure it will be the last thing you ever do." Veledar snarled.

    "Such brave words, from such a young dragon." She chuckled, "However, simple words have been known to kindle the flame of many conflicts. Even wars. Don¡¯t forget I have your paladin¡¯s life in my paws.¡±

    "Only until our bargain is concluded. Now cast your protection spell on me. The red slunk around Arcturus, fluffing out his wings. ¡°I grow tired by your presence."

    "Shame, how you defy me even when you know the cost of it. I think you should learn to address those who tower above you in a more fitting way." She smirked, holding up a paw. "Now, ask me again."

    Veledar growled deep in his throat and trashed his tail several times. Having vented out this way, the dragon then looked down towards the paladin. Arcturus saw conflict in his eyes. Conflict that was shortly after replaced by defeat. The dragon shut his eyes and sighed, "Fair and benevolent ruler of the forest, please cast your protection spell upon me."

    "Marvelous.¡± The dragoness strutted about as if she almost forgot about her wounds. ¡°See, Veledar? I knew you could be polite when the need arises."

    Tension lay thick in the air as Veledar¡¯s eyes were harder than steel. His tail twitched, paws still locking Arcturus in a near vice like grip.

    "You can let me down now, Veledar, I think I can stand." Arcturus pat the red dragon¡¯s chest scale, wiggling his feet.

    "Oh....of course." Veledar lowered him to the ground with care.

    Arcturus felt his boots touch the ground. It didn¡¯t hurt, but damn, did his legs felt sore. Like after a long day of training. He leaned against the dragon¡¯s shoulder, pushing away his concerned snout. ¡°Said I was fine, you can stop your motherly eye.¡±

    "Trust me, Veledar. Later down that road I¡¯ve mentioned, you may be thanking me for this curse." The Emerald lady mused, a slight smirk about her snout. She knew she had all the cards, and there was nothing they could do about it. Just like that, they were indeed her pawns for the time being. Over his shoulder, Veledar continued his death glare to the towering green. Though this time he held his tongue.

    "Now, all of you begone, save Veledar. Your presence is not required for the spell."

    "If you think we will leave you alone with him you¡¯re focken insane!" Lyndis shouted out, to which Arcturus weakly nodded in agreement. ¡°After ya nearly killed him? What you think we are? A bunch of brain dead muppets?¡±

    "Very well. Glare as you wish. Not like it makes any difference.¡± The dragoness snapped, a heavy irritation lacing her words. Faint growls rumbled from her throat as the mighty dragoness stared daggers at the defiant rogue, tapping her tail against the ground. ¡°I¡¯ve changed my mind. Only the paladin can stay. The rest of you may go." She waved her paw dismissively. "You may also remove my sons in the process, for they have decided to side with you against me."

    "That''s not going to..." Lyndis thrust a finger towards the lady, but Veledar stopped her with an extension of his wing. The rogue gasped, smacking at his membranes with a curse.

    "It''s fine Lyndis, Arcturus and I will be fine." His eyes narrowed as he continued to give her the death stare. He barred his teeth with a snarl "I¡¯ll not let her hurt him again."

    "You heard the dragon, Lyndis," Arcturus smiled, not finding the strength to stand without his dragon for support. "What''s there to fear when you have a dragon protecting you, eh?"

    Arcturus eyes traveled back to the onyx clawed dragoness. Despite his words, he felt glimmers of worry bubbling about his mind. This dragoness was powerful, but she was not all powerful. For why had she been forced to cast a spell on him? What was so important that it would make her this way? He grumbled in the back of his throat, hating being ever in the dark. If only the green ness could be more enlightening.

    "Lyndis, just go have fun with our two new dragon friends. We will be along soon enough I imagine."

    "Have fun, huh? That scaly hug from Veledar must¡¯ve given you ideas," Lyndis laughed with a suggestive smile.

    "Come on, Lyndis. We¡¯ve already got a Merlia in our party. Two would be a tad too much to handle,¡± He chuckled, "You know what I meant."

    "I dunno, lad, havin¡¯ two of me don''t sound dat bad!" Merlia smacked her knee.

    "Ya , ya. Just don''t let this courage of yours get you killed." Lyndis, punched him in the shoulder playfully. The rogue spun on her heels, clasping her hands together, "So Cordenth....Lyyreth was it? Let¡¯s go throw ourselves another one of these parties. I want to wash the bad taste of this place outta my mouth."

    "Stay safe, lads. Or I¡¯ll be back and turn dis green lady into an oversize pin cushion." With a final nod, the ranger and the others were led out of the room. With two final looks of fire coming from the green scaled dragons.

    "Go ahead and cast your spell now," Veledar growled, curling his body around the weary man.¡°You¡¯ve gotten what you wanted.¡±

    "A deal is a deal,¡± The lady rose to all fours, spreading out her wings with a yawn. ¡°With this spell, you will be rendered undetectable by their orb of dragonkind." She drew a green triangle in the air with her paw that radiated with a dull green light. She chanted in a language Arcturus did not understand, but with each different word the air around them began to swirl. The wind rushed around them as he felt Veledar''s wing pull him closer to shield him from the ever-intensifying gale. From the green triangle sprung tendrils that slithered out to caress Veledar''s chest. They shielded their eyes as the tendrils took on the brightness of the sun, stabbing at their eyes like heated daggers. Veledar gasped, pulling Arcturus close as the wind and light started to fade away.

    "Well, I certainly don''t feel any different." Veledar curled his head around, inspecting each of his scales with a proding talon. He moved onto his tail, wiggling it before his snout. ¡°How disappointing mundane.¡±

    "Well what did you expect to feel?" Arcturus rubbed the beast¡¯s shoulder.

    ¡°I don''t know, maybe stronger, lighter, possibly a better sight."

    "Why would you even think an anti-detection spell would have those benefits?" replied Arcturus, lifting an eyebrow.

    "I don''t know¡­ She seemed more talented than she actually is," replied Veledar, sticking his tongue out at him.

    "Are you finished with this pointless conversation?" the Emerald Lady announced with a loud smack of her tail. ¡°Or have you forgotten I exist?¡±

    ''Yea, we are done." Arcturus said, "Just point us in the direction of the exit. We will gladly leave you to your licking business.¡±

    "I would be mindful of my words if I were you, paladin.¡± She growled , ¡°Wounded or not, if I did not need Veledar''s compliance, you would be dead right now."

    "Well, thank the gods for that then."

    "Now Veledar¡­¡± she strolled over to the smaller male, regarding him like a scolded child. ¡°Don''t forget your promise to me, or the results will be quite¡­deadly," She cupped the dragon''s snout in her large emerald paw.

    "Like I can ever forget that," Veledar ripped his snout out of her grip with a snarl. To which she just chuckled and pointed to her left with a wing where a door suddenly appeared out of thin air. The dragon wrapped a wing around Arcturus, guiding him gently to the door without another word. Though before they opened the towering wooden thing, the red curled around his head with an irritated grumble. "How will we be alerted to your needs tomorrow?¡±

    "Oh, don''t worry, you will notice it when it happens. I can assure you of that." The Emerald Lady laid down with a thump, and going back to licking at her forepaws.

    Well, Arcturus didn¡¯t need any more invitation then that. With a pat to Veledar¡¯s scales he egged the dragon to leave. They had friends to get back to anyway. Better to get this whole ordeal with the green dragoness out of their minds. They were stuck and there was nothing to do for the time being. Especially with him being so sore. Might as well have a bit of rest or fun in the while. "So, shall we see what our friends are up to?" Arcturus asked as Veledar pushed against the summoned door.

    "I guess so. Figure we will need rest from all of this¡­ excitement." Veledar cracked open the door with a growl. With a flash of brilliant, near blinding light they found themselves outside, together with the stone people.

    They began their stroll back towards the forest village, pondering at what their companions were getting up to. He leaned against the dragon the entire, ignoring his words of concern. He even turned down a ride when it was offered out of pride.

    "Trying to be a dragon?" Veledar snarked, "You don''t have to hide how fragile your body is."

    When they could hear the dull sounds of the village Arcturus had to stumble and stop. He nearly fell against Veledar as it seemed like a bony hand squeezed his heart. "Goblin Spittle," He cursed. Curse the Emerald Lady and curse the spell she¡¯d placed upon him. He held up his hand as Veledar''s snout snaked towards him, deep concern flickering in those cerulean slits.

    "Don¡¯t give me that look, dragon. I am not some dainty flower that needs tending to. I can manage the pain." He grit his teeth. ¡°Had worse in Rothdell.¡± With a calming breath the pain was gone, leaving only the dragon¡¯s caring gaze centered right on him

    "You¡¯re only suffering because of me." The dragon looked away with trembling frills. ¡°You¡¯re my responsibility.¡±

    "That happens every time we venture out together." Arcturus laughed.

    "But you love it, you just don''t want to admit it." Veledar grinned, "We''re practically inseparable."

    "Only because you watch me like a dragoness would croon over her young." Arcturus replied, "Now have this trouble you no longer. We¡¯ve been through worse, you and I" He made sure Veledar was looking at him in the eyes, "And this is all her doing, not you." He prodded the red¡¯s nose. "Please remember that."

    The red dragon let out a mighty sigh, "don''t worry. I will not forget." He pulled back his head, shacking his body with several soft clinks. "To what you said, I must watch you because you need someone to protect that soft, unarmored behind. I mean, you get tossed around and everything. Wouldn¡¯t be a good flying team if I let my partner get butchered am I?"

    Arcturus said nothing as they continued to walk. He usually only had this type of banter with his friends in Entis when they got together to spend time. He was glad to count Veledar among them now. They passed below a thin branched tree, laced with deep green leaves that saw no sign of the colder months. They teased at Veledar¡¯s scales, dragging along the finer things until the dragon sneezed with a mighty shake of his tail.

    ¡°So, any ideas for this party Lyndis mentioned?" He glanced up they saw banners of green and red were being hung up around the forest village. Veledar eyed them with a warry stare, his steps coming tentatively. If this was Lyndis was doing, she was certainly fast at it. Though he imagined that if the two other dragons were there to support her, anything could be done from these people.

    "I definitely want to try that dancing now that I can transform. I was less than great at it, but mark my words, I will conquer the wobbly steps and the tapping of feet." Veledar fluffed up his wings, giving the paladin a prideful look. The conversation turned towards food, then decorations, and finally. the people wearing homemade dragon masks. Several children went running by, clothes dressed in greens and blacks and looking almost like tiny replicas of the twins.

    ¡°No one has a mask of me." Veledar snorted as the children began to flap their arms, pretending to fly and chase after another group. ¡°You¡¯d think they¡¯d have good taste of all things.¡±

    "Well it is their town, I''d suggest you keep your chin up, your envy is showing again." Arcturus said with a grin. "Besides, you have Merlia, Lyndis, and myself in Veledar¡¯s private squad. Do you need more?" He stopped when he realized who he was talking to. Of course Veledar wanted more.

    "That¡¯s one question that never needs an answer,¡± Veledar whined as yet another group of people with masks passed by. ¡°It¡¯s like their taunting me!¡±

    ¡°Think about it this way.¡± He sighed, leaning ever more against the dragon. ¡°You think they had red dragon costumes just on standby if one would show up to grace their presence?¡±

    The dragon snorted, grumbling in his throat with a flick of his tail. ¡°No¡­But they should. All towns should be required to, just on the rare occurrence.¡±

    ¡°And how the dragon envy shines every brighter.¡±

    ¡°I could let you fall you know.¡± The dragon rumbled, to which the man only replied with a laugh.

    ¡°But you wont.¡± He countered, smirking as the dragon merely glanced away with a shake of his neck.

    They arrived back at the inn to find Lyndis slung around Cordenth¡¯s neck and hanging up a green banner decorated with lines to represent scales. Lyyreth was nearby, watching with hungry eyes as the villagers brought out raw food in preparation to be cooked by a team of chefs. Arcturus saw him snag one, then two chickens as they were being brought out. Quickly gobbling them up with a crunching of bones before the cooks were any the wiser.

    Lyndis dismounted the green dragon patting his scaled shoulder with a smile. "Thanks for the boost, my green scaled friend."

    Cordenth just happily grinned with a swish of his tail.

    "That emerald witch already got bored of you two?" Lyndis turned, crossing her arms. "Didn¡¯t hurt you did she?"

    Veledar shook his snout. ¡°Neither of us.¡± The dragon grumbled. ¡°It¡¯s my good being she¡¯s concerned with.¡±

    "How about the knight? Even I can see he needs you to lean against."

    Arcturus sighed, shrugging and ignoring the dull ache in his limbs. "I''m fine. I just need to get a good meal, some rest, and enjoy the company of friends. He turned to the green dragon, happily watching the passing by villagers."Cordenth, are you and your brother staying for the festivities this time?"

    "We have decided to stay, yes.¡± The green rolled his eyes, pointing to his brother with his neck. ¡° Though Lyyreth here is disappointed he can''t help cook the meals." The dragon shook his head with a growly chuckly."Can you ever imagine a sneezer like that doing the cooking? Would wind up with more of it splattered everywhere!"

    Arcturus pictured the green dragon possibly messing up all the meals, and clumsily knocking over pots and pans. Despite this he pictured the red dragon behind him getting into the trouble instead. Possibly with his snout covered in flour of all things, painting him a ghostly white. ¡°Well, I better get some rest in before the festivities start." He yawned as soreness whispered in his ear to sleep.

    "Well, take it easy there, steel-butt.¡± Lyndis nudged Cordenth¡¯s chest with her elbow. ¡°Not every day a great green bitch casts a spell on you!"

    ¡°Hey I agree she went too far." Cordenth held a claw up defensively, "I even helped you during that scuffle" He turned his snout to Arcturus with a toothy grin, "Besides, I would have only threatened the red brute."

    "You¡¯re all heart, Cordenth," Lyndis the rogue rolled her eyes, punching the dragon playfully on the tough scales of his foreleg. ¡°Remind me to vote for your leadership.¡±

    ¡°Please do! I think I would make a fine leader one day.¡± The dragon snapped his jaws happily at the air, closing his eyes with a regal snort. ¡°What you think?¡±

    ¡°I think you need some work. Maybe more twine to wrap around your horns. Dragons like that stuff ya?¡±

    ¡°Mock me now, but one day mark my words rogue. They shall be.¡±

    Arcturus bid them farewell and dragged his sore body to the inn. Even with Veledar''s help, each step felt as though rocks were tied to his limbs. When collapsed onto the matress, he was not sure that he could lift himself if he tried. His eyelids closed when they got to heavy, not even opening when heard a creak, and felt the bed sag under Veledar¡¯s weight.

    "What are you doing?" He asked, his voice muffled by the shifting of the sheets. ¡°You¡¯re going to collapse the bed!

    "Hardly human. They made these to have heavier guests than I. Someone needs to make sure you¡¯re resting.¡± The red settled down next to him, tail coming to rest along the man¡¯s side.

    ¡°You¡¯re just trying to get an excuse to be lazy and sleep about.¡±

    ¡°I won¡¯t ever admit it.¡± Veledar rumbled, settling his head around him. ¡°Never in a thousand years.¡±

    ¡°Knew it.¡± Arcturus chuckled into the bed, sighing as a warmth spread about him. Calmness lingered in the air, coaxing him to slumber as the dragon scooched ever closer with a soft snort. When a paw brushed against his back he wasn¡¯t even surprised. In truth he welcomed it with a pleased sound as the dragon pulled him closer.

    "You don''t seem to mind much." Veledar chuckled even softer, most likely a sly grin on his snout.

    "Shut it," He mumbled through the approaching sleep¡¯s fog. ¡°Maybe I like resting with..you.¡± Words failed him. Where else could he felt more safe or secure than within a dragon¡¯s careful grasp? Nowhere. With a final pleased sigh, he drifted off into sleep.

    * * * * * * * * * *

    Arcturus opened his eyes. The room was shrouded in darkness, and Veledar was still snoozing on the bed. The dragon was flopped over on his back, leg twitching and pushing against the far wall. He tried to wake the dragon up by gently pressing his weight against him, but the beast would not stir from his pleasant dreams. The paladin sighed, standing up straight and rolling his shoulders. He felt as good as new, better even. The aches and soreness he suffered from before seemed to have completely left him. He stretched his arms wide, delightfully wiggling his fingers.

    Then pain. Sharp, stinging agony coursed through his chest. He grasped his chest tightly as he collapsed on the ground in a pile of groans and growls. It felt like something was moving around in his chest, twisting underneath the skin. With pained gasps, Arcturus reached out towards his pack to snatch his light crystal, activate it, and looked in the mirror.

    Right below his skin, much to his horror, there was a large lump moving around. He could feel each disgusting tremor left in it¡¯s slithering wake. He cried out as terror wound itself tightly around him. What was this thing? He snapped to Veledar in a panic, who was still sleeping as if nothing was wrong.

    "Veledar! Help!" He screamed, but all that came out was a small whisper. He collapsed in pain again as whatever was in his chest struck against his rib cage, seeking a bloody exit.

    ¡°Grraaaahhhh!¡± Arcturus gritted his teeth as he felt -and heard- one of his ribs crack. He screamed in pain as it happened again, and again, until finally it felt like whatever found residence inside his chest burst right through.

    Gasping for breath, the paladin looked down to see the form of a small Emerald Looking right up at him. He tried to grasp the thing with his hands, but it slipped through his fingers and plopped to the floor, scampering away with a hiss. Arcturus was left trembling there on his kneews with a bloody hole in his chest. Blood oozed from his insides in copious amounts, surely he should be dead but somehow he was still alive. The room slowly vanished as he tried to scream again, leaving him in an inky black void with no up or down.

    "No one is here to save you." The Emerald Lady emerged from the shadowy void with a malevolent laugh that thundered around him like a storm. "You¡¯re mine now. Forever a part of my treasure. You will never, ever leave this place."

    Then splintered into thousands of circular orbs, impacting his body with wet smacks that tingled his skin. He could feel the jelly sinking into his body, changing him into something he did not know. It lasted for several harrowing moments of intense pain as he felt every bone in his body snap one by one. Each time stars would fill his vision, and he thought he would not be able to stay conscious. When it was all over, and the pain had stopped, he looked over at his body. The Emerald lady had turned him into a bipedal dragon with green scales. He inspected his hands, now claws with silver talons. He looked to his back to find small wings and a tail. He collapsed holding his head as he heard her laugh now all around him, loud, and taunting.

    Then he felt a pair of claws grab him. He was carried into the sky. Arcturus snapped open his eyes. Veledar was holding him, and with each beat of his mighty wings, he could hear the Emerald Lady¡¯s laughter dying. He hugged the dragon tight and held his head to his chest. He knew if the dragon held him, he would be safe. With an ear splitting knock, everything broke away like glass.

    * * * * * * * * * *

    Arcturus woke from slumber as another knock rattled the door of the room. He lazily opened his eyes, rubbing the grogginess soon away. He felt Veledar¡¯s presence still around him, and let out a mighty sigh of relief, grateful that the horror he just experienced was just a dream. The room was now dark, with a small sliver of light sneaking beneath the door. He went to move and found Veledar too was up. The dragon opened his eyes as he let go of Arcturus with a tongue curling yawn.

    "Come on, you two!" Lyndis¡¯ voice followed another round of knocks, "Arcturus, are you feeling up for the celebration?"

    "Yea!" He groaned loudly, standing and reaching for the ceiling. Just like his dream the pain was gone, though his stomach had something to add. It rumbled and groaned, seeking something to fill it.

    ¡°Well, lets go get you some food.¡± The dragon grumbled, snapping his jaws and stretching out his limbs as much as he could. ¡°Sounds as though you could use it.¡± His tail swished about playfully, knocking over Arcturus¡¯ armor with a clang. The dragon cringed, slowly turning to face the now sighing man. "Sorry about that.¡±

    He couldn¡¯t be upset with him. ¡°Its alright.¡± He settled a hand on the dragon¡¯s warm nose, yawning and opening the bedroom door. Light stung at his eyes, prompting his hand to rise up like a shield.. Lyndis was standing in the hall with a green headband with yellow stripes tied around her brown hair.

    ¡°Come on, you lazy dragon! Lyyreth and Cordenth have the patience of a hatchling!¡± She grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the room and down the hallway. ¡°They¡¯ve already started eating and drinking while you two slumbered away in your room. I even heard one of them say they could breathe fire better than Veledar." said Lyndis.

    "They most certainly cannot!" Veledar replied, scampering after them. ¡°Wait till I give those irritating twins a piece of my mind!¡±

    The smells coming from outside made Arcturus'' mouth water. Cooked meat, roasted vegetables, and mashed potatoes all fought for the right to tempt him. He had to pull his hunger from his mind to hear the drumbeats and chanting that danced about the air in catchy beats. He was led to the same hall they¡¯ve been in the previous night, but Lyyreth and Cordenth were there as well. Cordenth had his snout buried in a barrel of wine and slurping up copious amounts. The dragon brought his snout dripping with the dark red liquid and loudly burped in his brother''s face.

    "See? I told you I could chug it!" Cordenth gasped, wiping his snout with the back of his paw. The dragon smiled, shifting his gaze to Merlia, who was sitting at a table across from him with a mug and a smile. ¡°And you said I wouldn''t be able to do it."

    "I stand corrected, but dat only counts as one for ya." The dwarf countered, smacking her palm against the table, starting to chug from a mug of her own.

    "Mrrawwrrmmm! Greetings, Veledar," Cordenth hiccupped. "Now you decide to join us. Now, when we¡¯re already at the bottom of the barrel! Leave it to a red to be late!"

    ¡°Maybe he was getting his beauty sleep?¡± Merlia chuckled, refilling her mug from a tankard set down beside her.

    ¡°Then why is he still so horrid to look at?¡± Lyyreth snickered, happily tapping his tail as Veledar merely grumbled and settled down near the table.

    Arcturus pulled up a chair and piled his plate with various foods, There was pork, some roasted chicken, greenbeans slathered in an almond sauce and dashed with cinnamon. He spied biscuits, mash, and so many other dishes that he simple lost count. He went with a mismatched pile of numerous things, the delightful steam curling off of them and tugging at his nose and allowing hi to drift away in a pleased sigh.

    "Well, someone had to come down here and put you two in your place." Veledar snorted, casting a challenging look to both greens. Whatever debate came next was interrupted by the dragon¡¯s growling belly, demanding food be shoveled into it, "After I eat, of course. Can''t whip your tails on an empty stomach!"

    "There, ya green reptile!" Merlia shouted, slamming her tankard onto the hard wood table. "Another one down!" She towards Lyyreth expectantly, "It''s your turn now, Lyyreth, Unless ya goin to admit dafeet ta ya broda dere?"

    "Well, I prefer to enjoy the wine and never...." Lyyreth stumbled with his speech, clearly not wanting to continue. He then sneezed to the side. ¡°Besides, its not really fair. You only drink a tankard for half a barrel?¡±

    "I knew it!" hissed Cordenth in joy, "I truly am the winner!"

    "Hey, don''t be countin¡¯ your gryphons before they hatch! If ya be lookin¡¯ I be still standin!" Merlia shouted, pointing a finger into Cordenth''s chest. "Ya ready for anoter go?"

    "You¡¯re on, dwarf!" Cordenth shouted, "Another keg!" He thrashed his tail onto the ground with a thwack.

    Arcturus paid them little mind as he shoveled the food into his mouth, practically moaning on how good the combination of foods teased at his tastebuds. This was even better than last night, and he had thought that impossible. Maybe they were putting in a greater effort since Lyyreth and Cordenth counted themselves as part of the guests. He looked out to the townsfolk who were all busy eating, chatting, and even some who were dancing. He finished his meal just as Cordenth downed another keg and had to admit defeat to Merlia. The dwarf smiling proudly after downing three more mug fills.

    "Once again, Merlia is the victor!" She cheered, falling out of her chair and landing face first on the wooden floor. Everyone burst out laughing as the dwarf cackled into her new friend.

    ¡°Come on you drunk. Seems like you only just won.¡± Lyndis cackled, slipping an arm around the stocky dwarf and pulling her back to her chair.

    ¡°Aye lass, but dun tell da dragon!¡±

    "So about that dancing lesson?" Veledar slipped over to Lyndis after he had finished his meal, nearly toppling over a red faced villager who couldn¡¯t stop laughing.. With a poof of smoke, he took on the form of his humanoid dragon self. He was wearing a simple brown shirt, and pants.

    "Well, I already promised Cordenth here the first dance," Lyndis smirked, taking Cordenth¡¯s claw when he took on an appearance similar to Veledar, but green.

    ¡°But I waited!"

    ¡°Seems you¡¯ll have to wait a little longer,¡± Cordenth stuck his tongue out, while Lyndis quickly waved a ¡®don¡¯t mind him¡¯ on her way to the dance floor.

    "That dragon, I swear!" Veledar snarled, taking a seat next to Arcturus, "Even with his snout wet with wine, and he still finds ways to step on my toes."

    ¡°Might try to do the same, you know.¡± Arcturus chuckled, sipping his wine with utter satisfaction. Of course it tasted as good as the food.

    ¡°Dive into the bottom of a barrel? How little do you think of me?¡±

    ¡°Well, I know I¡¯m thirsty,¡±

    ¡°Just wait until that whelp starts stumbling around.¡±

    ¡°And if he doesn¡¯t?¡± Arcturus raised an eyebrow as irritation spread across the dragon¡¯s snout. Claws folded against his chest as cerulean eyes watched enviously of the half-elf and green dragon.

    ¡°I¡¯ll call the Emerald Lady a liar and instate you as the new Seer,¡± Veledar growled. ¡°Just watch.¡±

    Cordenth, even intoxicated as he was, proved quite the dancer indeed. He and Lyndis seemed to flow around the dance floor, swaying back and forth or even separating only to be brought back together. Their hands stayed locked, hips brushed against one another, it was if they had practiced this dance beforehand. With a smirk the green dragon even twirled the rogue, ending with bending her slightly over by the back.

    ¡°That¡¯s impossible! How can a greenhorn of a whelp hold down all that wine? He¡¯s not even a human to know the ins and outs of your silly plank feet.¡±

    Arcturus spat out his wine at the comparison. ¡°Why thank you for your honesty. I¡¯ll keep that in mind next time you change into a human.¡±

    ¡°Oh please. He must be cheating. Of course he¡¯s cheating. That sleazy, self-important whelp enchanted himself silly to impress our rogue. What do you think happened inside that temple, to¡­to¡­¡±

    Arcturus moved his cup over to Veledar¡¯s snout, only to have the red dragon pull his snout back with a snort. Instead of partaking in the delicacies of the feast, Veledar sat mumbling inaudible words, conveying his inner annoyance through soft hisses and growls.

    ¡°Patience, my friend. She¡¯ll be done in but a moment.¡± He rested a hand on the dragon¡¯s shoulder.

    But after several minutes, and from the way Lyndis smiled at Cordenth as they slid around each other in the rhythm of the music, she would not be stopping any time soon.

    Veledar stormed off from the party without a word. Arcturus gulped down his drink and followed him immediately. He figured with the looks Lyndis was throwing Cordenth, Merlia being passed out, and Lyyreth nowhere to be found, no one would miss him while he checked on the upset dragon.

    He had to practically jog to catch up to the red who seemed to be heading towards the outskirts of the town, away from the music, the lights, and all the people. Veledar just spread his wings as Arcturus ran over to the dragon.

    "Hey, wait up! You trying to lose me or what?"

    Veledar glanced back at him with his blue eyes, then travelling to the village, then back to him.

    "No, oh screw it." Veledar lowered himself, "I am heading for a flight. You want to tag along?"

    "Nothing better to do. Figure that party is not your idea of a good time?" he climbed onto the dragon''s back. He slung his leg over Veledar''s other side and instantly missed the dragons saddle. He hoped that, wherever they were going, it wouldn¡¯t be too far away.

    "It bothered me last night as well. I want all the praise, of course, but to be surrounded by all the people close to me¡­" He felt Veledar shudder, "I think I want their admiration from afar. I am not used to be surrounded by so many people at all times.¡±

    ¡°I can understand the feeling.¡± He rubbed the red¡¯s neck as the dragon¡¯s body tensed and he test flapped his wings.

    Veledar bounded off the rise and glided through the forest. Despite the trees, he was able to get enough height to get to the canopy. He landed onto a branch large enough for him. Though it did groan under their combined weights. Arcturus held him tight the entire time, hanging on for dear life.

    "Oh, right, no saddle." Veledar mumbled softly, then curling his head around with a warmth in his eyes, "Don''t worry, I won''t let you fall."

    ''"I know, it¡¯s just the reflexes." Arcturus grip remained as steady as ever, squeezing so that he¡¯d not have to put that to the test. He peeked over the branch Veledar was resting on, it looked sturdy enough. He slowly climbed off the dragon, minding his balance as Veledar stared up towards the stars. Looking lost within their shimmering beauty as his tail snaked behind him and swayed every so slightly.

    "She can stop me from leaving, but she can''t stop me from getting this high." Shifted from paw to paw, his voice oozing trace amounts of anger. "I''m truly sorry for the curse, Arcturus, I did not think she would do that to any of you."

    Veledar turned to Arcturus, the stars twinkling in his eyes. The man rose a hand to caress the dragon¡¯s cheek, finding warmth that spread to his fingertips. He could be lost within those eyes without care, he even ignored how his cheeks flushed the longer they stayed silent, lost within each other¡¯s eyes.

    "Ah, tis but a minor nuisance. What matters is that we¡¯re all fine. We are in this together after all." He stammered when it had been a tad too long, taking a seat on the sturdy branch.

    "It''s just that¡­ I am not used to having anyone suffer because of me. The last time that happened was¡­ " The dragon trailed off as his eyes narrowed, "It happened a long time ago."

    "May I know more?¡± Arcturus asked, sensing the dragon was holding back. Veledar had turned his snout back towards the clear sky, his eyes looking back towards the heavens.

    "This whole quest wasn''t supposed to be so blazin¡¯ complicated.I was supposed to swoop in, get what I need, and leave before anyone made sense of what just happened. There wasn''t supposed to be an army of gryphons, crazy friends of yours, and curses, among other things."

    "Hey, we did say it wasn''t a smart idea from the start." Arcturus laughed, getting closer and throwing an arm onto the dragon''s back. When he noticed Veledar was not joining in on the laughter, he stopped, "Hey, we''ll manage. Besides, it won¡¯t be long until that book finds its way back into your hoard.¡±

    Veledar smiled as he turned his eyes back towards the human, and looked to him with caring eyes. Eyes he had never seen Veledar give anyone. There was such fondness in them that it seemed to slither about the air, wrap around the human¡¯s heart and swirl around inside.

    "I think my brother would have liked you. We used to read stories of brave knights and dragons when mother was away." The dragon''s eyes darkened, then he sighed deeply. "That, however, was very long ago to you, but to me, it seems almost like yesterday."

    "What happened?" Arcturus rubbed the dragon''s back reassuringly. He could feel the powerful breaths he took through those finer scales. He was so close now to getting Veledar to open up.

    "He died because of me. When we were still wrymlings. We went flying in an area that mother had warned us about, but like a stupid hatchling, I insisted, and my brother was shot through the chest by an arrow." Veledar pointed right at his chest. "The arrow went right through ribs and pierced his heart. I watched him plummet to the ground.¡± Veledar lowered his head, "That book is not just a memory of him, but also one of my mother now that I¡¯ve lost her too." The dragon moved his head so that he and Arcturus were touching foreheads. Arcturus grabbed the dragon''s head in a hug.

    "It''s just that the curse¡­ it reminded me of that, on top of the situation with my mother, and it has been nothing but taxing on my strength." The dragon lifted his head and looked into Arcturus'' eyes once more, "I am glad you have been there each step of the way to keep me going. Sometimes, it feels like everything is stacked against me, it¡¯s good to know I have a few mortals on my side. Who would have known that would be so comforting?¡±

    ¡°How could you think we wouldn¡¯t be comforting?¡±

    ¡°Never had it before from your kind.¡± The dragon¡¯s voice grew soft, as those eyes seemed to take on a need, questions rippling below the surface."You ever have anyone suffer because of you?"

    Arcturus had flashes of his moment with Dread Flame and everything he had lost in that one night. He tried to focus on the red dragon in front of him, on his beautiful eyes, instead of the images of his dead wife and son. Their haunting images reached out for his arms, begging for them to be saved. He closed his eyes, trying to focus instead on the campfire smelling dragon and the warmth of his scales instead of the now icy claws dragging across his heart.

    "Yes,"My whole squad on the airship I commanded. Do you remember the dragon Dread Flame?"

    "Yes, I remember that horrible dragon you talked about.¡±

    "I brought the wizard Vargus on my ship. The dragon possessed him without my knowledge. If I had been more careful, maybe the dragon would have never had the chance to kill everyone on board. Then, because I sought vengeance, the dragon decided to hurt me out of spite. I only got lucky because a guard managed to kill the weakened dragon while he was busy. Because of that move I lost my companions, my wife, and the life of my son. Even in death the red bastard struck me a crippling blow." Arcturus¡¯ eyes blinked, misting as the memories were as clear as a summer¡¯s day.

    "You were not to blame for that, you know," The dragon¡¯s snout nosed at his chest.

    "Just like you¡¯re not to blame for this, or your brother¡¯s death." Arcturus sniffed, wiping his eyes.

    "Crying is not weakness. You know you can do that in front of me." the dragon chuckled softly, "I have seen you do that before."

    "I know,It¡¯s just¡­ something in my eyes, is all."

    "Yeah. Tears," Veledar smiled, to which Arcturus just laughed,

    "Couldn''t fool you could I?"

    ¡°Dragons can see through such things.¡± Veledar nuzzled at his chest until the tears were finally cast away. The knight¡¯s hands wrapped around the dragon¡¯s snout, trapping it in a hug and resting his head against his scaled head. Silence overtook them, only broken up by the soft breaths the dragon took. They maintained the comforting contact for several minutes, finally unwinding themselves and going back to looking at the stars. Neither said anything at first, but the comfort could be felt in the air about the two.

    "Should we head back?" Arcturus finally asked, glancing up to the resplendent dragon.

    "I think we¡¯ll linger just for a little bit longer," The dragon rumbled, draping wing around him. It wasn''t uncomfortable, so he didn''t say anything. With a flick of his tail the human was pulled in closer, right up against the dragon¡¯s body. All at once, any cold that was about the air was gone, replaced with nothing but warmth of the dragon.

    "Thanks again," Murmured, glancing down with twitching frills "It helps a lot, to have someone understand. It¡¯s¡­.been years for me."

    "No problem. You already told me that." Arcturus said with a smile.

    "I know, I just needed you to know how much I appreciate your company," replied Veledar with a smile that he closed his eyes for. ¡°I¡¯ve read humans like that.¡±

    It was like a hearth had been lit in his chest, as it felt like something was flying around in his stomach. Maybe a gryphon? Butterflies? Maybe a proud dragon, bounding around with tiny wiggling claws. He was touched that Veledar had been this open to tell him this. Probably the first human to have heard those words spoken from the dragon¡¯s maw. He rested his shoulder on red scales, letting out a pleased sigh as cares seemed to melt away with each passing second.

    "Things have been looking brighter since we met. Should have seen me before this whole thing started. Days were starting to blend together, food was bland and uninteresting. Things that interested me were starting to dull.¡± The man stopped., half remembering nights spent with half empty bottles of wine, drifting off into a drunken dream. Getting sent to hunt a dragon had turned out to the best thing for his life.

    ¡° There seems to be something new to smile about or laugh. Ever since this quest for you started¡­ I¡¯ve been happier.¡± He trailed off, reminded of the gryphons chasing after them ¡°Well, minus the whole king business, and Garroth, and the gryphons..."

    "Yea, but we can handle that. Veledar and Arcturus!" Veledar shouted, holding out his paws to spread them wide. "The greatest team of all time. The tales people will tell of us. It will be legendary. You can bet on the scales of our tales. Well¡­my tail.¡± The dragon curled his neck, wiggling his frilled tail like a snake.

    ¡°Big enough for the both us?¡±

    ¡°Certainly.¡±

    They sat in silence getting lost with each other¡¯s company. Arcturus was sure they stayed there for longer than a little bit, but he didn¡¯t mind. He just watched the stars with his dragon, and with his warmth beside him, he could have done it all night if he wanted to.

 Emerald Secrets: chapter 7: Unexpected

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 7: Unexpected</u>

    "So what exactly did you have in mind?" Lyndis asked her green scaled companion. Curiosity lingered in her mind as she crossed her arms and leaned up against the wooden railing of the village catwalk. Cordenth, the green dragon, stood on the opposite side of her, on all fours, with his neck in the shape of an S. He seemed to be looking at his fine scaled forepaws. He would hold out each digit in turn as he pretended to inspect them for any little imperfection.

    "I figured we could go for a walk. Start to know each other better.¡± The dragon set his paw on the wooden beams without a sound as he shifted his bright yellow eyes in her direction. Where once they had been filled with disgust or annoyance, all Cordenth held now was an honest interest towards the intriguing half-elf female. He had the same look on his snout that Veledar did when he was curious about something, which, in this particular case, was none other than her.

    "May I ask what prompts this sudden burst of interest in a meager tomb-delving thief?" Lyndis gave the dragon a sly grin, figuring it had something to do with his near fatal incident earlier that day in the temple.

    "Come on. You are much more than that.¡± His eyes shown despite the darkness beyond him.

    ¡°Don¡¯t you start with the princess bit.¡±

    ¡°Not unless you insist.¡±

    ¡°My. Where are these good manners coming from?¡± Lyndis smiled back at the dragon¡¯s toothy grin. ¡°Either I made quite the impression back in that temple, or-¡°

    ¡°It would probably be best if I get to know my mother''s guests better. It might as well be you that I start with." Cordenth rose his head slightly to look away. Yet another thing Veledar did when he was faking disinterest.

    "Of course, of course. What else?" She replied, with a voice dripping with skepticism. "So in what direction shall we head, o¡¯, mighty Cordenth? Why even walk, when you have your great wings to carry you there?¡± She pointed to his lime green wings that he just settled against his sides.

    "Follow me and you shall find out." Cordenth gestured with his serpentine neck and made his way across the ever-quiet walkways of the village.

    Lyndis'' eyes fell to several guards as they stood at attention for the dragon while the two, dragon and half-elf, made their way past them. She was amazed that they remained so vigilant despite the late hour not even an aura of ale on their breaths, something that could not be said by many of guard on the towns or villages that she had prowled in the past. She smirked when each guard they came across would offer a crisp salute, bow, or offer a quick thanks to the gods for having the green dragon grace them with his presence.

    "They must really love you here." She gestured to the latest guard that had bowed so low that his pointed elven nose had practically touched the boardwalk.

    "I...yes...they do." Cordenth wrinkled his muzzle as he dragged a single onyx talon across the dark wood, taking a solid chunk out of it. "Although none of the praise they offer is my praise. None of it is earned." He rose his snout and bared his teeth, looking out to the tree line. "And I hate it."

    "So you''d still want them to praise the ground you walk on? Kissing your little talons with their puffed-up lips?" Lyndis¡¯ brow rose, causing him to just snort in reply.

    "What dragon doesn''t want those things?"

    "You are starting to sound like that other dragon that I spend my time with." Lyndis rolled her eyes. ¡°Full of himself, with an ego ever larger by the day.¡±

    "He is a dragon after all, Lyndis. What you could have as a princess...Most dragons would be very envious of such an elevated position."

    ¡°Would you?" she quickened her pace so that she was walking in tandem with him.

    "Would I what?" he looked down to her, tilting his head to the side, his frills fluttered slightly.

    "Would you really undertake a dangerous quest to have that attention...or the praise....as in literally."

    "I know what you meant." he snorted, snapping his head away. Cordenth walked in silence as if he was mulling it over. After a few minutes of this slow, silent walking, Cordenth hung his head and let out a deep sigh.

    "Honestly?"

    "Yes." Lyndis nodded, "Honestly I want to know what kind of dragon I am dealing with right now."

    "I don''t think I could literally kill my way to achieve power. It seems such a waste of life."

    Lyndis stopped for a moment in surprise. She would have never thought those words would have come from this dragon, who the other day had acted so differently around them. She offered him a sweet smile as she closed her eyes. "That is very good of you. Course, now you must tell me. How did you get so good at dancing?"

    Cordenth gave her an amused look as he swished his tail behind him. "I practiced, obviously. How else does one get better at anything?"

    "So... you came down to the village." Lyndis held out her palm, and walked two of her fingers across. "And practiced dancing with your mother''s subjects?" When he offered no rebuttal, she let a small chuckle escape her lips. "They must have been thrilled to have a prince among them. How bad were you the first time?"

    The dragons swiftly looked away from her, smacking his tail gently on the wood. "You can imagine well enough. Although I certainly did better than that red dragon that you call a friend." He held his head in silence for a moment, before slowly turning his snout back. "Now since you have asked me quite a bit of questions already." Cordenth curled his neck towards her with a grin. "Would you do me the pleasure of answering some of mine?¡±

    "That certainly sounds fair. What do you have in mind?¡± Lyndis crossed her arms as he continued to lead them further away from the banquet hall where they had eaten and danced at. She shivered in the cool air as she remembered forgetting her cloak of invisibility. Her teeth chattered as a cool breeze swept into her like a knife. "Where are we going?" She shivered, clutching her sides.

    "Are you cold?"

    "Does that count as your question?" She chuckled.

    "No... No it does not." he rolled his eyes.

    "Y-yes I am bloody cold!" She stuttered as another breeze rolled over them. Part of her longed to return to her room, gather a cloak with a furred edge and cover her head.

    "Mind if I?" Cordenth extended one of his wings and gestured to it with his snout.

    "I was so waiting for that." she replied as the wing membrane wrapped around her, its warmth quickly casting away the chill of the night air.

    "Better?"

    "Much better, thank you." She caressed the soft membrane with her hands. It seemed so delicate, so vulnerable, to the point where it was hard to imagine dragons had such weak spots. Lyndis¡¯ fingers continued to trace along the smooth surface. She looked back up to his black armored chest, and the green scales that surrounded it. It looked like the sturdiest thing she had set eyes on, besides the scales of her crimson friend, of course. It was no surprise that they would deflect blades and protect them from stray arrows. Like an onyx suit of armor segmented down his underside.

    "Now back to the questions." He chuckled. "You won''t get away from me so easily by complaining about the cold. Your country¡­ this.. Drenedar." Cordenth swayed as his head slightly to the right as if he were looking for something. "How was it like for you, princess that ran away from home?" He turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "Did you have subjects?" he lowered his head further so that his eyes were level with hers. "Did you have people that were thrilled to see every move you made? Praise the ground you walked upon like I do?"

    "What do you think, Cordy?" She shot back, remembering all the parades that infested the streets back home with cheer and good will. "Of course my family had subjects. It comes with the territory!" She wrinkled her brow as she thought back to the crowded streets of people crying out to her. They would wave and smile to the great princess of their nation, heir to throne, thankful for even a moment of her time. "The people would salute, cheer, and praise me...just like they do with you."

    Lyndis was not particularly fond of this topic. She recalled every choice that she could have had was made for her. Her role, her responsibilities, what to learn, even who to befriend. She narrowed her eyes as it all had felt so given, like she had not earned any of it. She was simply going to be queen based on birth.

    "I think you and I are more alike than you know, Cordenth." She turned her head to see that he had tilted his own to the side and raised a scaly eyebrow.

    "How do you figure that, my dear half-elven thief?"

    "Oh, I am so glad you bloody asked!" she clapped her hands together. "You see, despite being in a field that relies on my stealth, invisibility, and ability to not be detected..." She let out a sigh as she prepared to deliver the killing blow. "I strive to make sure everyone knows it was me." She thrust her thumb into her chest. "That it was I, Lyndis Kuxion, who did this. Not my mother, not my father, but me."

    She saw his eyes soften. "Like you¡¯re trying to constantly escape the shadow of your parents."

    "Exactly!" She poked his nose when it got a tad too close, causing him to look at her cross-eyed.  "You¡¯re just me several years ago, yearning for a taste of the outside world¡­ thirsting for adventure that lies far away from your nest!"

    "Really now?" She heard him snort and shake his body, causing all his fine scales to clink together.

    "Okay, then answer me this, Cordenth." She thought back to earlier in the day when they had traveled within that stone temple, back to the granite statues that had assaulted them with their stone weapons. "When we were in that temple today, what did you feel deep beneath those fine scales of yours?"

    "I... don''t want to discuss it." The green dragon shot back with a low grumble. "I was not in a strong state of mind then."

    "Come on, Cordy." She snapped her head to him again, stopping the green dragon as he looked to her. His tail swished behind him once. "I saved your life today from that orb of dragon kind. The least you can do is open yourself up for me." She crossed her arms as she gave the dragon a smile. "I want to get to know you too, alright?"

    "Fine. Fine." Cordenth rolled his eyes with a sigh. "I was feeling fear like I have never known before... does this please you?" He held his head up, but kept one yellow eye on her as he did so.

    "And what else?" she rolled her hands in the air. She was going to get this dragon to admit his feelings even if it was the last thing she was going to do.

    "Excitement." he sighed again, tracing a talon once again along the wood. "and how great it felt to break out of the routine of my daily life.¡±

    "Precisely! I get the same feeling every day!" Lyndis said excitedly, "Now, was that so hard to admit? Yeah, there¡¯s always a bit of fear here and there, but what matters is how you deal with it. You can turn tail and run, or push through and earn your rightful rewards for your courage. Yesterday it was an orb. Tomorrow, what knows what sort of treasure awaits us?"

    "Hmpppf." the dragon strolled forward as she shot him a grin and kept pace with him.

    "Trust me, that excitement you felt today¡­ You''d love it.¡±

    "You make it sound like it''s my choice to remain here in this forest."

    "I was going to ask about that. How comes you and your brother have not left? Just say screw it and head out into the world like I did."

    "Because..." The green dragon stopped suddenly as his voice lowered. "My mother keeps us here. She says it''s for this purpose that she won¡¯t explain to us. She simply tells us that she cannot reveal the future sometimes...no matter how much it hurts."

    "Why not go anyway?" she carefully placed a hand onto his green scales, finding them to be rather warm and smooth to the touch. They were not as warm as Veledar''s, but they were still pleasing. She remembered feeling like Cordenth when she was younger, trapped within a cage built by her parents¡¯ expectations. "I know you can do it. I mean, look at me. Twice smaller, no wings, no scales of any kind to protect me against arrows and swords. Perhaps you think yourself too inexperienced, but I believe in you," she added softly, starting to rub his scales reassuringly.

    "Yes, but¡­be that as it may, your parents were not my mother." he held up his head and gestured to all around them with a forepaw. "The mighty Emerald Lady, ruler of the forest of despair, queen of dragons. Do you honestly think she would just accept my decision?"

    "Queen of dragons?" Lyndis raised her eyebrow at that. "Surely she does not think tha-"

    Cordenth snapped his snout to her and gave her a look that seemed to convey just that.

    "Well... do it anyway!" she stumbled at first, but rose her voice and bunched her other hand into a fist. "It''s not like she would harm you, right? Her own son¡­ she wouldn''t kill you. I can¡¯t imagine a mother could, even one like her.¡±

    Cordenth hung his head with a sigh he must have done all too many times. "Sometimes, I¡¯m not so sure. I¡¯ve seen that glint in her eyes far too many times. Things left unspoken, mysteries that even she doesn¡¯t tell us. Hardly does she speak of her past, nor that of our father.¡± The green¡¯s eyes drifted skyward, watching the flickering stars above. ¡°Sometimes, I feel as though there are two dragons inside my mother. A kind and protective dragon that loves us to no end." Then he bared his teeth a growl slipping through them. "And the queen that rules over this place with iron claws, keeping her children here to complete her schemes.¡±

    "Schemes?¡± Lyndis frowned. ¡°You make her sound as though she is some sort of villain from the stories of old. Or lords fighting over a throne."

    "She plots, meddles, and plans. How is she not like those villains?" Cordenth cocked his head, a knowing look in his eye. ¡°She even does the imposing voice.¡±

    "Okay...you got me there." The half-elf let her arms fall to her side as they finally came to a stop that looked like a dead end. She gazed out past the wooden catwalk to the darkened canopy, listening to the faint sounds of the forest as she twitched her ears. "Is this what you wanted to show me? A dead end?"

    "No.¡± He said with a flat voice. ¡°That would be utterly ridiculous.¡± With a swish of his tail he coughed, frills turning a darker green. "But I need to ask your permission for the next part.¡±

    "Permission for what?" Lyndis almost choked on her words as a vague idea formed in her head.

    "I.... would like to carry you to the forest floor...and mother told me a long time ago how rude it is to suddenly pick up a lady without her permission."

    Lyndis smiled as she felt blood run into her cheeks at his politeness. "Why thank you, know a certain other dragon that could learn a thing or two from you." She laughed, "You may carry me...but¡­" she waved a threatening finger before his snout. "Be gentile... Or I will be extracting my revenge on that poor, sensitive tail tip you like to swing around when you walk.

    "Why would I be anything but?" he cocked his head, confusion in his voice as he wrinkled his nose. "You are a princess, and you will be safe within my paws."

    Lyndis looked down to the forest below, then back to the dragon that was waiting for her response ever so patiently.

    "Okay. Let¡¯s do this,¡± she took a step towards him as he shifted his weight to his hinds, and carefully wrapped his forelimb around her waist. His grip was firm but gentle, and his chest warm when she was pulled tight against the black armor that protected it. Her heart fluttered for a moment, taking in his pine like scent.

    "Are you ready?" Cordenth tilted his head down, his sunflower like eyes drawing her in, whispering sweet promises of safety.

    She nodded once, patting his scaly limbs and running her hands along the fine scales. She held tightly to the dragon as he spread his wings, and then leap from the balcony. She let out a little cheer as he carried them in a careful glide, beating his wings several times to slow their descent.

    Cordenth landed softly with a thump, scattering any loose earth every which way as his weight once more settled onto his hinds. "Here we are." he released her in the same gentle manner. ¡°Safe. As was promised.¡±

    "Thanks for the ride,¡± she ran a hand through her soft hair, feeling her heart beat a tad faster as she worked the brown strands out of her eyes. Already she could feel the urge to return, even after such a short trip. ¡°Wow. I¡¯ve seen Arcturus fly in Veledar¡¯s talons, but I never imagined a dragon can have such a soft touch.¡±

    ¡°Told you.¡± Cordenth smiled at her, striding past with a bounce in his paws and happy swish of his tail. ¡°We can be quite unexpected.¡±

    Even though it had only been a quick drop, she could still feel the after-tingling sensation of flight. She sighed as she fondly remembered being carried by Veledar in the air, the wind whipping against her face, the excitement in her chest.

    "You looked rather flustered, princess," he lowered his head towards her with a grin as they started to pad into the forest. With each of his steps, the trees seemed to shift around him, making enough room for them both. "You appear to be shifting to the same color as Veledar''s scales."

    Was I? She touched her cheek to find it indeed hotter than usual. "So what?" she shrugged, "I like to fly, even if it''s just a meager drop like you just did." she waved to him dismissively.

    "Imagine if we went on a longer flight then. You might even be just as crimson as that whelp!" Cordenth chuckled, throwing his head back as it grew into laughter, causing his frills to flutter.

    "So....Lyndis...half-elven rogue that saved my life, I have another question for you." The dragon returned his attention to the path that was still shaping before him. He seemed unphased that trees were uprooting themselves just for them.

    Lyndis watched them as a shiver went down her spine. She could not shake the feeling that they creeped her out. How their movements were so awkward and stiff, a cheap imitation of life.

    "What would that be?" She raised an eyebrow.

    "Your blood."

    "Excuse me?"

    "I...er..your parentage." he gestured to her ears with an onyx talon. "Who was the elf, and who

    was the human?"

    "That¡¯s quite an ask. I can assure you that I am a princess." she pointed to them as well. ¡°No bastards here.¡±

    "That''s not why I''m asking¡­ I was just..." Cordenth flicked his tail to the side. "Curious."

    "Well..." Lyndis intertwined her hands and placed them on the back of her head. "My father was the elf, my mother the human as it were." she smiled, showing off her teeth. "And despite what rumors you hear about elves being emotionless wastelands, my dad was one of the most caring souls I have ever met." She thought to his strong rust-colored brow as he had looked to her with pride when she had shown promise with spells. How it had made her fill with a warm glow.

    "The thought never occurred to me. I can presume then that the power shifts from the males if your father is the longer lived one?"

    "No." she chuckled. "Power in Drenedar is passed through the woman''s bloodline, it''s been that way for a long time. Mother and father were wed to strengthen the bond with the elven people."

    "So, a matriarchy then?¡± Cordenth turned to her with a grin as a larger tree uprooted itself and shambled away from them, causing several yellow pieces of fruit in the shape of stars to fall from its branches and plop onto the forest floor without a sound. "Your people share that quality with dragons."

    "Really?" Lyndis raised an eyebrow. She had never considered dragons having a system of government before. They were so scattered, and so limited in Sethera. "I figured, if your mother had indeed proclaimed herself the queen of dragons."

    "No, no, no." Cordenth held up a forepaw and shook his head. "My mother proclaims that, but she has no real dragons to rule over. She is more a queen to her subjects if anything else. What I speak of happened long ago, when dragons ruled the earth we stand on. It was then that dragons had queens. They had entire nations."

    "A whole world ruled by dragons?" sighed Lyndis, crossing her arms. She looked up to the star filled black sky above. The thought seemed ridiculous at first, but the proof was before her. Not just in the temple they had explored, but the ruins that scattered the globe. She glanced at the vast amounts of stars, and for a moment believed Veleder when he said each was the soul of a dragon. That''s a lot of dragons that died then.

    "So, what happened? If dragons ruled the world, I would¡¯ve guessed there would be more of you. Why are you so scattered? Hiding in caves, forests, or anywhere you can get away?

    "Mother won''t go into detail...It''s just the way she is." Cordenth glanced to a dimly lit flower that was the size of Lyndis'' head. Its pedals were a soft lavender that slightly glowed in the night air.

    Beautiful.

    Lyndis followed the dragon along this new path that was forming. It would occasionally contain yet more of those flowers. She took a deep breath to fill her nose with the appealing scent of pine, dragon, and something that reminded her of daisies. She imagined it was the luminescent flowers that seemed to draw Cordenth''s attention every time they passed one.Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

    "What she does say is that dragons messed it all up. Almost destroyed the world too. We died in such numbers that our grip on the world slipped, and our people faded from dominance, which in turn allowed mortals to snatch the world from our claws."

    "Are you resentful of that fact?" She asked, moments after Cordenth released a long growly sigh.

    "I¡­don¡¯t know." he turned back to her with large eyes. "If it got as bad as mother said, then something had to be done. Something needed to change." The dragon stopped in his tracks, and looked to the dark, star filled sky. "We needed to change, but I also believe the price we paid for our mistakes has been higher than we deserved."

    "I don''t know if that¡¯s the case. All the dragons I know want to rule over us in some fashion, you included."

    "Only because I''d also want to help the lot of you!"

    "Oh really? Because just the other day you were calling us minions, claiming you oh so much better than us inferior bipeds." She pointed a finger to his chest, causing him to refold his wings against his back as he fidgeted in place. "Tell me I¡¯m wrong.¡±

    "I¡­you are. Look at us. Armored scales, wings to conquer the sky with, potent magic that far surpasses human limitations, claws stronger than swords. We have been blessed with many gifts, almost as if the gods intended us to rule over the lesser races."

    "Strong gifts you have, Cordy, but tools alone do not turn a peasant into a warrior. That simply makes you stronger." She crossed her arms and gave him a frown. "and more easily convinced that you should rule over us lesser creatures. I can see why everything fell apart with thoughts like that."

    "True. You are objectively lesser in many ways, but I never wanted to rule over you." the dragon said softly, turning his head away. "I have known many mortals in my mother''s village. They helped raise us, they taught us, they played with us when we were little. Your lives are so much shorter than ours, prone to danger we don¡¯t even think about. I am sorry if I gave off that impression, but¡­all I ever wanted was to¡­"Cordenth wrinkled his snout.

    "So you were trying to act like a dragon? For who, Veledar?"

    Cordenth offered no reply as he snorted and resumed his walk.

    "You don''t have to impress that red scaled bastard!" she laughed, punching him gently on his scales. "Just be yourself, Cordenth. To hell with what other dragons think of you."

    "We¡¯re here." The green dragon stopped, ignoring her question and sweeping around to gesture to the large clearing he had brought her to.

    Lyndis blinked her eyes in surprise. She felt her cheeks turn a soft pink as her attention had been too focused on the magnificent green dragon in front of her. Her gaze went to his claws, then to what he truly wanted her to behold.  It was a vast clearing dotted with more of those luminescent flowers that lit up the tree line and the faded green grass with their faint radiance. She felt a small tingle of excitement build its way to her chest as she was swept away in a sense of awe. She had always loved flowers and magic to boot. "Are....Are they magic?" she turned to him, her voice sounding a tad hopeful as he chuckled.

    "In a roundabout way. Mother likes to grind them up to make potions of all kinds." he suddenly deepened his voice with a cough. "They are like dragon''s blood, Cordenth. Add a dash and it will make any potion stronger."

    "Dragon''s blood makes potions stronger?¡± Lyndis asked once the dragon settled down his coughing fit. ¡°I''ve never heard that before, and I learned all about potions from the focken royal alchemist.¡±

    "Perhaps it''s just something mother says then." he snorted, slowly padding his way to a group of the lavender flowers.

    Lyndis twirled around, letting the flower''s light turn into a blur for a moment as the smells from earlier bombarded her senses and wrapped themselves around her. She felt her heart flutter as she stopped and looked to the green dragon that was smiling at her. Cordenth had done such a nice thing for her. It felt almost undeserved, in a strange sort of way. Sure. She had saved his life, but just like she had told him, she would¡¯ve done that for anyone else.

    Lyndis felt her cheeks grow warm once more as her beautiful dragon gestured to the flowers with a single onyx talon. Was this owed to the beauty of the luminescent garden she found herself in, or the green dragon that sought to impress her? She had to admit, this was a strange place for a dragon to take her. After several steps through the glowing field, it dawned on her. Cordenth was trying to show her a good time, testing the waters...as if this was a date!

    Did he take that sort of fancy to me? She giggled internally as she came to a stop before the smirking dragon. I have to find out more!

    "You know, Cordenth, this is a rather interesting place for you to bring me." She ran one of her fingers along the soft petals of a flower. "It might even be romantic...you know...from a book...on what mortals like."

    She turned back to him with a smile, and laughed internally when he looked away and snorted, quickly followed by a smack of his tail on the ground.

    "I... it¡¯s not like that. I like the flowers just as much as I... never mind," he grumbled.

    "And what about the other part?" she raised her voice and nudged him teasingly. "The part about it being from a book?"

    "What about it? You mentioned you adore flowers while we danced this evening."

    Did I?...Drat...I forgot...and he remembered. She sighed, then shrugged her shoulders at the missed opportunity. That was actually pretty sweet.

    "Another question for you then." Cordenth lowered his snout towards her. "How do you call upon your magic? I am most curious."

    "I just do," she laughed as the green dragon smiled at her. "Why do you ask?"

    "It''s just something that stirred my interest given how proficient you seem with everything else," his frills twitched as he continued to gaze into her eyes. For a moment she was caught in his brilliant yellow spheres, like in a trance.

    "I..er...well." She coughed. "Excuse me. It¡¯s this pollen that¡¯s floating around. My method is quite simple. I use a scroll and prepare the spells beforehand." She twiddled her fingers in the air. "So I do the prerequisites of the spell during this preparation, and save the final trigger movement and phrase for combat.¡±

    "That''s odd." he pulled his head back, "So you have all those spells stored within your head for the entire day..." Cordenth wrinkled his snout. "That must be painful."

    "Not really. You should see what our scholars carry in their heads," she laughed. "For me it¡¯s just a thing in the back of my mind is all. So how do you cast your spells, fair, curious dragon? I noticed that Veledar skips through the aforementioned preparation.¡±

    "That is because we are magic." The dragon grinned, showing off rows of his pearly white teeth. "We just reach down inside of us and summon the magic."

    "So, like a sorcerer, warlock, or bard." Lyndis rattled off each one with a finger, causing the dragon to shift his weight and snort in reply.

    "Yes...I suppose it''s like those...But I have never seen them, only heard about them."

    Lyndis sighed, turning to the flowers as she cupped her chin. "Now that would be interesting... to actually be connected to the magic, instead of wielding it like another weapon.¡±

    "You¡¯re part elf. You should have some magic lurking within your blood somewhere. Would you want to experience it?" Cordenth brought his head to rest near her own.

    "What do you have in mind?" she asked softly, turning to look at his green snout.

    "I could guide you. Help you experience it."

    Lyndis crossed her arms as the confident dragon smiled at her. The idea intrigued her, but she was still skeptical it could work. "You think so?"

    "Yes."

    "Okay." Lyndis gave him a meek smile. "Never had Veledar offer to do something like that for me. What do we need to do?"

    "Hold out yours arms. Stretch them as if they were your wings. Then close your eyes."

    Lyndis did as the dragon suggested, taking a deep breath as she did so. "This better not be a simple way of getting a quick laugh. I feel rather silly."

    "Patience...trust me..."

    "Cord-"

    "Trust me, like I trusted you."

    She sighed again and took another deep breath as she focused. She felt Cordenth move closer towards her as his scent grew stronger. It was not unpleasant, and reminded her of pine wood. She then felt his claws carefully caress her hands. "Cordenth¡­ what are you¡­" she mumbled softly.

    "Focus...¡± the dragon rumbled softly. ¡°Reach down in yourself. Picture it." he replied in a near whisper as he moved her hands together and then back out.

    She was surprised by the amount of care he was showing. How gentile his claws were as they moved along her limbs, tender like those of a mother caressing her hatchlings. She continued to picture a hand reaching down into her chest to grab hold of the small tingle of magic that the dragon said was there. She could almost feel it nestled deep inside until she was interrupted by his snort. A puff of hot, humid air rustled her hair, and Lyndis¡¯ concentration completely broke as she unleashed a giggle.

    "Hrrrr, no giggling. You¡¯re almost there.¡±

    "Then focken don''t blow my hair with your snorts." she snapped back, laughing internally as she heard him open and close his snout several times as if looking for the right words.

    "Fair enough." the dragon chuckled continuing to guide her hands in a triangular pattern. "Now take that feeling, and picture it swirling around you like a storm, twisting around each limb, climbing along your torso, then flowing around your arms."

    Lyndis nodded and once again did as the careful dragon instructed. She found a cold sensation that was doing exactly what Cordenth told her. Almost like her thoughts were giving birth to it. It made her hair stand on edge as she shivered and let out a pleased sigh.

    "This feels...incredible," she gasped when the sensation slowly climbed along her neck. It continued creeping its way to her head.

    "Now picture some flowers in front of you, like the ones you have seen." Cordenth guided her hands to be spread wide again, as the grass rustled by his excited tail.

    With each movement the dragon was guiding her through, Lyndis felt her blood quicken, and her breaths grow short. She imagined the flowers with her next breath. However, instead of the soft lavender color that she knew they were giving off, she could not help but picture the color green. The same shade of the dragon that was holding her so carefully within his scaly embrace.

    "Good job!" Cordenth his excitement laced voice practically wrenched open her eyes.

    Standing before her were twelve of the flowers that had captured both her and Cordenth''s attention. They stood proudly in the night air as if they belonged there, but something was off. Instead of the faint lavender color that they were glowing before, these ones seemed to be glowing the same color as the dragon beside her.

    "T-T-They just sprouted from the focken ground!" she smiled from one ear to the other as she turned to Cordenth. "I did it!"

    "Yes. You did a masterfully for your first attempt. Although you chose green instead of purple it looks like." he snickered, gesturing to the flowers with a flick of his tail.

    "Well, yes." she laughed, "What else would I choose but my favorite color?"

    "Oh." Cordenth''s eyes widened after he spoke the words, frills turning a darker shade of green. "Oooooh that explains things.¡±

    Obviously flustered, the green dragon quickly turned around. He stared at the flowers for a few seconds, then pretended to scratch his unusually warm frills on the back of a scaly forepaw when Lyndis walked over to look him in the eyes. She found his reaction most amusing, and she could¡¯ve teased him to heaven and beyond¡­if she wanted to. As amusing as it might¡¯ve been, it also seemed a bit unfair to ruin such a tranquil, perfect moment.

    "Hey, now that we¡¯ve unearthed these hidden magic powers within me, how about we switch things around?¡±

    ¡°You want to¡­teach me something?¡±

    ¡°I could think of a few things,¡± Lyndis chuckled. ¡°But I was thinking about something even more exciting. Why don¡¯t you show me something more dragon-like? I mean this field looks like one of my dreams made reality, yet it also carries a selfish tint.¡±

    "How so?" Cordenth tilted his snout to the side.

    "You¡¯re showing me what mortals like, not what dragons prefer."

    "But I also happen to like the flowers. Why, you think I¡¯m a green dragon just to blend in with the leaves? Every part of this forest is beautiful¡­even more so if it glows," The dragon snorted, rolling his eyes.

    "Well, regardless." The half-elf elf ran her hand along his warm, scaly paw.  "Why not show me things that would interest a dragoness?"

    "But you¡¯re not¡­"

    "Just humor me this time, Cordy."

    "Alright. I will do as you ask, your highness," he chuckled in the back of his throat as the half-elf scrunched her face at him. "I¡¯m sorry! I just thought a princess¡¯ eyes wouldn¡¯t be taken by the mundane.¡±

    ¡°Cordenth, don¡¯t.¡±

    ¡°So¡­you really like the flower magic?"

    "I loved it. How many times do I need to say that? And next time you call me a princess, I¡¯ll offer you a stern reminder of who you¡¯re really dealing with," she replied without a thought and smacked him playfully on the snout.

    The dragon, of course, didn¡¯t budge an inch. "Well then, I am going to take your desires into account. All of them. I just¡­ need to ask your permission to pick you up again."

    "Alright. But only this once.¡± Lyndis lifted a finger in front of his snout. ¡°I¡¯m not a pompous damsel that stumbles around in her ridiculous dress. If you want to play dragon with me and swoop me off the ground, I¡¯ll trust you not to drop me too early,¡± she laughed, holding her arms out wide. She sighed when he rose up to wrap his limbs around her again. She found them just as warm, soft, and gentile as they had been moments before.

    "Excuse me for saying this, but most princesses might be a tad worried when a dragon wraps their forelimbs around them."

    "You¡¯re lucky I can¡¯t reach your snout from this position¡­otherwise you know what¡¯s coming," she shot back as Cordenth pulled her tighter against his scaled chest.

    "Save it for when we land,¡± he gave a low pleased rumble from the depths of his throat as he spread his wings wide and gave them a quick test flap. "Ready?"

    "As soon as you are¡±

    "What¡¯s your opinion on waterfalls?"

    "Even more glorious than your scales. Now onward to the sky!" she pointed out towards the stars.

    "I¡¯ll pretend I haven¡¯t heard that!" Cordenth smiled, and with a great pounce and pounding of his wings. they shot past the canopy. With another flap of the dragon¡¯s mighty wings, the two of them soon found themselves above the tops of the trees below them that stretched on for miles in every direction.

    Lyndis found herself once again holding the dragon''s limbs as he angled his wings and carried them through the night sky. "Done anything rebellious over the years?" She asked, looking out to the darkened green forest, bathed in the bright light of the moon above. It almost made the forest look peaceful, and for a few moments, she forgot who ruled over said forest.

    "Well, I did sneak out of the forest with Lyyreth to watch a play every now and again at a nearby village."

    "Oh really? How long ago was this?"

    "When we were just hatchlings."

    Lyndis chuckled at the thought of a little green dragon sitting on its haunches, eyes wide with excitement as his tail swished behind him playfully. She almost let out a loud "aww." As she imagined his cute frills fluttering. "A dragon who likes plays¡­that¡¯s certainly an unusual thing to imagine."

    "I do enjoy them from time to time, when my mother''s servants put them on."

    "How often is that?"

    "They do it about once a week. My favorite is one about a party of dwarves set about for a dragon¡¯s home. Only to bring gifts and words of praise of his greatness!"

    ¡°Oh course.¡±     She traced the scaly limb clutching her tight as the wind blew against her face. Lyndis pressed her head back to the dragon¡¯s black armored chest and listened to the steady thumping of his heart. It was soothing, warm, and made her want to just close her eyes in contentment. "Oh, Cordy¡­you¡¯re really not what I expected."

    "You may have said that before, but if you did not, I will certainly take it as a compliment." Cordenth dipped his wing membranes and turned them towards a long river that wound its way through the forest like a watery snake.

    Lyndis'' eyes followed the darkened waters taking in just how large the forest of despair was. It made her eyes widen, and her mouth fall slightly agape as she just continued to stare. It practically went on for miles, a small speck was all that remained of Entis on the horizon. "This forest looks endless from above. How comes I haven¡¯t realized that earlier?" she gasped.

    "Did you not get a good look when you first arrived? When mother plucked you from the sky with her vines?"

    "Not really." she narrowed her eyes and thought back to those slithering green appendages as they shot up from the forest canopy. She shivered at the memory. "Don''t remind me please. Those things make my skin crawl. For a millennia old dragoness, the least she could have done is to find a better way to gain an audience.¡±

    "Mother is¡­she is not so good at dealing with mortals, as you have pointed out."

    "Yes, I bloody have! Honestly, her actions make me question your statement of her being a caring mother. Especially after the way she snarled and fought with you today."

    "It¡¯s... complicated...but trust me, please. You know I wouldn¡¯t lie to you after the incident inside that temple," Cordenth trailed off getting so quiet she could hear the wind buffeting his wings. Then he deeply sighed, "When she is acting like a mother, she is one of the most caring souls I have ever seen."

    Lyndis raised an eyebrow as he hovered above the canopy, tilting his head to look at her. She could hear the truthfulness in his words and see into his eyes. This truly was a dragon that did not mean to deceive her. The dragon believed that his mother was caring, and thoughtful towards him. It almost made her think differently about the dragoness for a moment. Then she remembered the curse that she had placed on Arcturus and her eyes narrowed, casting all the benevolence like leaves before a gust. "All the goodness she showed you over the years doesn¡¯t excuse that horrible curse she placed on my friend,"

    "No¡­it doesn¡¯t,"

    Cordenth began to descend towards a large roaring waterfall, surrounded by multicolored plants and flowers. He back-winged moments from the water''s edge, throwing dirt every which way as green hinds landed softly with a bump. He placed Lyndis carefully onto the ground, giving her a pleased trilling noise while he shook his body. ¡°Yet another delightful flight.¡±

    "Oh, was that¡­Did you just make that cute noise?" Lyndis said. She stretched, fighting back a laugh as she did so. She nearly burst out when Cordenth suddenly froze up and turned his snout towards her, his eyes widening into yellow slits.

    "You...heard that?"

    "Hard to, when you¡¯re sitting right next to me!" she burst out laughing, "And it was adorable!"

    "Oh. Well, that¡¯s¡­" he turned his snout quickly away in embarrassment kicking up some sand with his tail. Pinning his wings against his body he composed himself with a snort. "Follow me then.You wanted to see things a dragoness might find interesting, and that¡¯s where I¡¯m going to take you."

    Lyndis did as she was bid. She walked at a quick pace to compensate for the dragon¡¯s innate agility. Cordenth thrust a wing talon out towards the vast forest the waterfall over looked. "See that clearing in the distance? That has the best sun-bathing spot in the entire forest, where you can sprawl out with your wings wide, and just bask in the warmth of the sun¡¯s radiance."

    ¡°Sounds lovely.¡±

    The green dragon turned to her with a smile and closed eyes. "Oh, but of course. You can even find that it is warm, even if the outside world is cold and uninviting. Sometimes, I have even caught my mother taking advantage of that particular spot."

    "Really?" Lyndis felt a smile tug at her face as she pictured the intimidating dragoness with her wings spread wide, wiggling in the sun like some sort of happy hatchling. "Good sleeping spot, huh?"

    "You¡¯d have to be a dragon to experience the full effect though.¡±

    ¡°Oh, don¡¯t you worry your scaly head with that. You¡¯ll find I¡¯m full of surprises.¡±

    Cordenth gestured to another part of the trees that appeared to be a darker green than the rest of the vibrant forest. "Over there are the best hunting grounds, with the best wildlife one could want. Deer, moose, elk, and other various animals flock to that position. Which is fantastic when one does not wish for their meal to be brought to them by servants."

    "So how often do you hunt then when given the other choice? I figure it must be so hard to break away from all the servants at your beck and call."

    "More often than you think," he grumbled. "Just because we have the servants, that doesn''t mean I am reduced to a lazy pile of scales."

    "Just one who likes to roll around in the grass and sleep the day away.¡± Lyndis pointed out with a pleased smirk. ¡°Perhaps on a large rock in the middle of another clearing?" She offered him a deeper coy smile as she playfully smacked his green shoulder.

    "That happened to be a great spot for sunbathing!" he protested, snapping his snout back to her.

    "You would have had us join you then? For a sun bath?"

    "Well... this time will certainly be different," the dragon shifted his weight from his left forelimb to his right. "No test from mother to worry about.¡±." She saw his tail flick behind him as he looked away, a shadow cast before his eyes. ¡°She knew where it was going to go.¡±

    Well that was mildly off putting. Better to get his mind off his mother."So, anything else you would have shown a dragoness?"

    "Oh yes!" His smile returned, "This waterfall for one is one of the best spots in the forest, I picked a cave here for that very reason."

    "What makes it so special?" She looked around at the running water, to the flowers dotting the green plants. She tried to figure out the reason as her gaze shifted from that to the wide forest before her.

    "Just look around you, Lyndis." Cordenth gestured out to the forest with a wave of his forepaw. "From this vantage point I can see mostly everything of this forest. For a dragon, that is a fantastic choice for their home. It would allow them to keep an eye on all their possessions."

    "This is your cave?" She chuckled, ¡°where?"

    "Would you want to see it? It is getting rather late."

    "And stay the night?" she looked to him, almost thinking he was up to something mischievous.

    "Only if you wanted to, of course. I¡¯d warm you up and protect you while you sleep. Nothing strange about it." Cordenth stretched out his serpentine neck, as if he were trying to work out a kink.

    "Hmmmm, this is intriguing," she rubbed her chin as she eyed the dragon who was busy stretching out all of his limbs, and letting out a long yawn. It was getting rather late indeed. "Do you have a bed that I could sleep in? You know, a guest bed of some sort given how close you are to some of the villagers."

    "Uh¡­no. I¡¯ve had no need for that. Just the bed of blankets and pillows I sleep in." the dragon sighed. "So, we would most likely have to sleep on opposite sides. Or, if you were comfortable with it, we could cuddle together."

    "You¡¯re asking me to bed, Cordy?" Lyndis threw him another mischievous look as she placed her hands on her waist, raising one of her eyebrows. "That¡¯s a bit fast even for a dragon, wouldn¡¯t you agree?"

    "N-no. I mean yes?¡± Cordenth shook his head, clearly embarrassed. ¡°I was thinking of sleeping. Nothing else." the dragon''s frills twitched as he did not look to her. "So, what will it be? Should I fly you back to the inn or take you to my cave?"

    Lyndis sighed. There was the comfort of sleeping in her inn bed close to her friends, although decisively less interesting than the chance to see a dragon''s cave. She stared out to the twinkling stars, mulling the decision over. He was rather sweet today. The dancing, the opening up, the flowers, and now this. She smiled at the beautiful view before her. "Sure. I¡¯ll spend this night with you. Just don¡¯t get any ideas when you wrap your paws around me again." She turned to him in a flash, thrusting her finger towards him. "I am not some treasure to be conquered after all."

    "I-I never thought that!" he held up one of his claws defensively to his chest.

    "Pleased to hear that,¡± she padded over. "Now where is your lair, dragon? I don''t see anything up here but more rocks and plenty of water."

    "Oh¡­ just you wait." he grinned, strutting over to a section of rock. He gestured with his neck as he started to walk along a rough stone path that hugged the waterfall¡¯s edge. The dragon passed right below the rushing water. When he finally stopped, they had come to large cavern entrance about the size of three dragon wingspans. "Well...there it is!" he gestured to the cave as he strolled inside. "Illuminate." he spoke clearly, causing the walls to erupt with flaming radiance, bathing the stone cavern in their soft orange light.

    Lyndis'' eyes went to the collection of treasures that were scattered along the stone floor, which was decorated with rather large rugs. They were all different colors, vibrant and matching. From the rugs seemed to sprout mirrors, vases, books, and other treasures. She thought she even spied a few mounds of gold coins and ivory combs. It was honestly more treasure then she thought the dragon would have had, considering the overly stern attitude of his mother.

    ¡°Wow¡­this is quite the pile you¡¯ve amassed for someone who never set wing or foot outside the forest.¡±

    ¡°You expected me to-¡°

    ¡°No. I mean¡­it¡¯s just lot more than-¡°

    ¡°Mother understands any grown dragon needs their own." The dragon growled softly. ¡°Sorry for interrupting you.¡±

    ¡°Nah, I¡¯ve started it,¡± Lyndis brushed him off with a chuckle. ¡°So, what¡¯s the history of these items? Care to play the role of the wizened guide for your half-elven maiden?¡±

    ¡°Mrrhmmm¡­yes. Why not?¡±

    Lyndis paid close attention to the items Cordenth pointed at. It was fascinating to hear so many different stories, yet after the fifth time she yawned, the dragon insisted to continue tomorrow. He slowly guided her with his wing towards a large section of the cavern dedicated to his sleeping area. It was a giant area made different rugs, sheets, and blankets. It all formed together to make one nest of cloth.

    ¡°To conclude, my mother would reward us with treasure over the years of practice, tasks, or challenges that we¡¯ve successfully completed for her.¡± He let go of her with a wing, and strolled into his nest.

    "There is a chest full of sleeping wear for woman if you want to change into something more cozy." The dragon mumbled sleepily as he circled the blankets like a dog before settling down onto his belly with a soft rumble. "I won''t look. I promise.¡±

    "Don¡¯t really mind if you do, considering you¡¯re a dragon and all. But why do you have a chest full of women clothing? Like to do a little cross-dressing now and again?" She laughed, searching her way through the treasure to indeed find a deep crimson chest, open with stacks of night gowns.

    "No¡­I do not indulge in that sort of curiosity. I''ve simply had female guests spend the night before..." He trailed off, shutting his eyes. "I have lived here for one hundred twenty-five years. It would be weirder if I didn¡¯t offer any sort of accommodations."

    "And you had said females charm you with an enthralling bed time story or other things of that nature, isn¡¯t it?" she picked up a deep green night gown, with slight gold trimming. It looked rather enticing to her. Fitting too. Lyndis shrugged off the comparison that could¡¯ve been made about their similar colors and quickly took off her clothes. She peeked back at Cordenth with the corner of an eye, curious to see if the dragon¡¯s curiosity got the better of him.

    ¡°I can never say no to a good story.¡± The dragon licked one of his forepaws, most likely a distraction technique to keep his attention focused on something else.

    "Did...you know... do something more than that?" Lyndis¡¯ ears warmed up as she slipped herself into the nightgown in a moment.

    ¡°We¡¯ve done plenty of other things.¡±

    ¡°Like¡­you know¡­the thing?"

    "Oh, you mean mate." the tired dragon wrinkled his snout and replied flatly. "Once or twice."

    "Really now?" Lyndis chuckled as she strode over. ¡°Exactly how quickly did you get from stories to mating?¡±

    ¡°That¡¯s between me and them¡­unless you want me to ask about your own partners.¡±

    ¡°That story would put us both to sleep faster than you can say out your own name.¡±

    ¡°Alright. I believe you,¡± the dragon grumbled, opening his wings in an inviting fashion. "You can choose to sleep on the other side if you feel like it, but if you''d rather take advantage of my warmth, you are welcome to snuggle."

    She felt her face grow red again as she thought to his warmth, his beating heart, and being held tightly in his grasp.

    ¡°I see no reason not to.¡± With a sigh, Lyndis nestled in close to his chest, very much like Arcturus had done with Veledar. When the dragon curled his forelimb around her, she understood why the paladin liked it so much. She felt so safe, so warm to be held within the dragon¡¯s warm grip. In less than a minute, Lyndis closed her eyes and settled her cheek onto his black armored chest. "So warm..." She mumbled as she felt his wings cover them like a blanket.

    "Consider yourself conquered." he mumbled with a grin.

    "You¡¯re missing quite a few steps, lover-boy, buuuuut I¡¯m too tired to argue that point,¡± Lyndis yawned sleepily, finding herself slowly drifting away into his embrace. She even found his little cute statement appealing for a moment. "Good night, Cordenth."

    ¡°Good night to you too, Lyndis." the dragon replied softly with a content sigh, pulling her closer against his chest.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 8: No Going Back

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

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    <u>Chapter 8: No Going Back</u>

    Veledar awoke the next morning lazily. He yawned with his jaw stretching really wide. He remembered flying back to his quarters and insisting Arcturus keep him company. He moved his front limbs to find the paladin was not there, which of course was typical. He stretched and slithered his way down the stairs to devour whatever concoction the innkeeper had whipped up. Some fruit salad, waffles, and bacon. Veledar paid only partial attention as he was brought stacks of each one. He ate them quickly and was out the door with a quick thanks to the man.

    The morning sun shone through the treetops, their rays feeling warm against his scales. He made his way quickly to the training area were there was no doubt in his mind the others would be. Well he figured at least Arcturus would be there anyway. With the thought of his friend in his mind he wrinkled his snout remembering the curse placed on him. He growled as he imagined the green dragoness chuckling to herself as she held up her claw. He so wanted to rip out her throat, he was amazed himself the ferocity he had shown attacking her.  He could not wait to get out of this forest and get back to the task of getting his book back. Then he vowed to himself never to come back to this horrible forest.

    He pounced from the wooden platform above to the training ground below. He landed on his leathery paw pads softly. He composed himself as he approached Arcturus, who was in his armor sparing with the minotaur. It looked like Arcturus was the stronger combatant as he drove the minotaur back, leaving little room for reprisal. However with a shrug of his scaled shoulders he reminded himself he was not familiar with the silly rules of a duel.

    Lyndis and Merlia were nearby as well. Lyndis was throwing fire bolts at a small round target that had been painted with red and white stripes. By the look of the scorch pattern it looked like she was getting close to dead center each time with her blasts. She must have been holding back however, since the wood was not simply destroyed by her magic. Merlia on the other hand was sharpening her ax with a little wet stone.

    ¡°See ya finally decide ta get up and start da day!¡± she laughed

    ¡°Of course, I have to give you ample time to prepare for my presence.¡± he shot back with a grin. ¡°So why are they sparing over there? Did the minotaur say something insulting of me, and Arcturus is defending my honor?¡± Or was he being an ass?¡± he asked, sitting beside the dwarf to watch the two continue to fight. ¡°Or perhaps is he showing the minotaur who is dominant? That is what I''d be doing.¡±

    ¡°Nothing like that¡± Lyndis said, tossing another fire bolt at the target, ¡°Arcturus just mentioned he felt rusty after going a whole day without getting to use his sword.¡± She then she gave a cheer as her fire bolt hit dead center.

    That was when Veledar heard the sound of an explosion in the distance. It sounded very similar to the fireballs that he could cast. He turned to the others, who were busy doing what they had been doing. Internally he stopped to praise himself for having superior hearing to them.  He then turned back towards were he had heard the sound, and could see a column of black smoke rising above the treetops. Perhaps this is what the Emerald Lady had wanted them here for.

    ¡°There was an explosion eastwards¡± He said, pointing to the rising smoke when they stopped to take notice. Arcturus slung his shield around his back, stowed his sword, and ran towards Veledar.

    ¡°Figures something big happens.¡± Lyndis muttered, quickly grabbing her things, ¡°Guess the green bitch knew something like this was going to happen.¡±

    ¡°Well it looks like we will have ta crack some heads in¡± Merlia added, cracking her knuckles.

    Veledar lowered himself to let Arcturus mount him easier. The human quickly climbed up and swung his leg around him. His face was stern, and did not have the usual smile it did when they had gone flying together. Lyndis was the next one up, as she helped the dwarf climb as well.  Veledar would have said something about not letting them on, but decided to hold his tongue.

    ¡°Well lets not make a habit of this.¡± groaned Veledar from the added weight. He could probably not fight with all the extra weight, but he could probably just get them all there.

    ¡°Don''t plan on it!¡± Merlia shouted, as Veledar bounded towards the smoke.

    He felt all three on his back hold him tightly. He tried to go as smoothly as possible, as he did not want any of them to fall off and get hurt. He would occasionally flap his wings through the village to gain speed. The closer they got to the smoke, the villagers had started to run passed them screaming. Veledar than heard the same sound from before, however of course it was much louder.

    ¡°That''s cannon fire.¡± said Arcturus in shock, ¡°From a ship''s energy cannons.¡±

    Well that certainly wasn''t good. Veledar did not expect them to send another ship after him. The teams of gryphons were one thing. He kicked himself for not realizing they would send a ship. He shook his head as he carried on towards the smoke, were they started to run into less and less people. However as he looked around the village, the signs of battle were becoming more and more apparent. Some houses had burned holes in their sides from energy crossbows that the Lumarian soldiers carried. The memory of falling from the sky emerged into Veledar''s mind. He shook his head to clear it, he had to focus. His eyes narrowed as he remembered Garroth, the man in charge of everything. If he got to meet that human again, he could not wait to get some revenge.

    He noticed the guards from before were no where to be found as he continued through the village. Either they had fled with the rest of the villagers, or were busy fighting the soldiers that were no doubt somewhere in the village. He was curious how they had even found them, the Emerald Lady had said he was undetectable.

    ¡°How did they even find us?¡± Arcturus asked, as if reading Veledar''s mind.

    ¡°They probably tracked Veledar to da forest, than lost track of em. Probably explain why dey didn''t start with where we were.¡± replied Merlia.

    Veledar thought the dwarf made sense. IF they didn''t know were he was, but they knew previously they had needed to just made a guess were he was. Although he wondered why they had attacked days later if they had the ship. Why not attack the day they had arrived?

    ¡°Why wait to attack if they knew we were in here?¡± Veledar replied, passing yet another battle scared building.

    ¡°If this is Garroth we are dealing with, he probably asked for reinforcements. Now if the king somehow knew about the Emerald Lady, then there is likely more than one ship up there.¡± Arcturus stated.

    Here were close now, Veledar could smell the smoke, and hear the sound of the crossbow fire.

    ¡°Time to get off.¡± he said, stopping and lowering his body for his friends to get off. He felt all but Arcturus leave his back.

    ¡°Lyndis, Merlia get a good position but watch me. I''ll try to get my friend to get out of here.¡± said Arcturus, his voice sounding tired.

    ¡°Do you think you can convince him to leave? His men shot Veledar from the sky!¡± Lyndis said.

    ¡°I have to speak with him, I have to give him a chance.¡± replied Arcturus.

    ¡°I hope for your sake he listens then.¡± Lyndis shot back.

    ¡°Well that''s why I have all of you. If he doesn''t listen we will have to force him to leave¡± Arcturus continued, Veledar felt him pat his scales. ¡°So if things go south....well you know how to fight..... Come on Veledar, lets go.¡±

    Veledar bounded forward and left the two others behind.

    ¡°So is the plan for me to scare your friend into leaving? Because I owe him for almost killing me.¡± snarled Veledar. He imagined the smug look on the human that had believed to have killed him. He could not wait to show him how wrong he was, hell he might even kill him.

    ¡°The plan is to get him to leave peacefully.¡± replied Arcturus. Although to Veledar it sounded as thought he was convincing himself he could save his friendship.

    ¡°You know he won''t listen, he is not as kind as you are. He actually almost killed me.¡±

    ¡°You did die.¡± said Arcturus softly.

    ¡°Exactly.¡± hissed Veledar. He imagined slicing into the human''s flesh with his claws, if he got the chance he would try to not enjoy it too much.

    ¡°I''m asking you to let him go......please.¡± begged Arcturus, ¡°He just might be on the wrong side. He thinks you killed me, or if not that brainwashed me.¡±

    Veledar thought about it for a moment, he loathed the idea of not paying the man back for his injuries to himself. He could feel his anger welling up inside of him, but with Arcturus'' words he felt it simmer. He decided to give Arcturus one chance to get this man to flee. Otherwise Veledar would pay him back, oh how he hoped Garroth would not listen.

    ¡°You have one chance to get him to leave Arcturus. Or I will be paying that man back for nearly killing me.¡±

    Thankfully after a moment of silence from Arcturus the human replied with a weak, ¡°Ok¡±

    Veledar redoubled his efforts and nearly collided into one of the green dragon twins. With the sound of his claws scrapping into wood he avoided the dragon at the last moment.

    ¡°Hey watch were your going.¡± came the voice of Lyyreth, who than sneezed.

    ¡°Than don''t just stand there when you are clearly under attack!¡± Veledar shot back quickly, He was about to ask him why he was just standing there when Cordenth landed next to him and shook his head.

    ¡°Where is Lyndis?¡± Cordenth said, his voice filled with concern. Veledar thought it was a bit odd the green dragon was so concerned with Lyndis'' safety but he shrugged it off.

    ¡°Back that way.¡± Veledar pointed with his his tail. They are sneaking around to get a better position of what''s going on. Arcturus here was going to try and get these people to leave peacefully.

    ¡°Thanks, I''ll go with them then.¡± replied Cordenth, as he spread his wings and bounded towards Lyndis last position.

    ''I''m coming with you two then.¡± said Lyyreth his voice full of worry. ¡°Mother suggested this morning that we not go, and let her pawns deal with it.¡±

    ¡°I''m surprised she did not kill you over with what you guys did yesterday.¡± said Veledar.

    ¡°Well she is not thrilled, but she still is our mother. She still cares in her own way.¡± Lyyreth mumbled. ¡°Regardless we decided to go against her wishes and help you out.¡±

    ¡°Maybe after this is done you will head out from the forest.¡± replied Veledar with a smile. ¡°Now lets find these people before they do more damage to this village.¡±

    Soon after they saw the bodies of guards, with holes blasted clean through them.

    ¡°From energy crossbows.¡± said Arcturus with a grim tone.

    Veledar stopped as his concern for the human grew. Arcturus leaped off of the dragon. Veledar turned his snout to the sound of shouts. It sounded like there was a whole damn army outside the village now. He must have had worry on his snout because Arcturus grabbed his face and looked into his eyes.

    ¡°Don''t worry so much, if things go bad I have not only you, but two kick ass adventurers  and dragons!¡±

    Veledar sighed as he tucked his worry deep inside of him. He was being silly, and he nodded. Of course it would work out, he was magnificent after all. He also figured the two mediocre dragons could handle some soldiers. He felt his heart beast faster as he readied himself for battle.

    ¡°I will head out there, talk Garroth down.¡± Arcturus paused as he looked towards the large collection of sounds. ¡°If I can''t do that....¡± he frowned. Veledar imagined the thought of anyone killing their friend was distasteful.

    ''Than I get to have my revenge.¡± said Veledar, trying to not sound too happy at the prospect.

    Arcturus stayed quiet for a second, and Veledar fidgeted impatiently. ¡°Okay¡± Arcturus breathed, and set off towards the voices.

    Veledar turned towards Lyyreth, ¡°Come with me, we have to keep an eye on him. Keep your snout down, things are bound to get messy.¡±

    Arcturus left Veledar behind, hearing the two dragons to no doubt stalk him. He hoped that they could stay hidden for this, he did not need anything possibly setting Garroth off. He breathed in again, trying to not focus on the possibility of killing his friend. Curse this whole situation, if only he had killed the dragon. He felt disgusted at that thought and crammed it down, it was complete nonsense. Veledar was now one of his most trusted friends, just like Garroth. He stopped moving before what was no doubt a clearing were all Garroth''s soldiers were gathered. He breathed in deep one last time, like a man on the edge of a plank. With great effort he willed himself to step forward, raise his hands and shout.

    ¡°Nice day for a stroll isn''t it?¡±

    He walked out into the clearing were at least fifty soldiers in assorted red leathers and chainmail resided. There were all mostly armed with energy crossbows, with some having swords, axes, and spears. They of course greeted him with snarls and weapons held high.

    ¡°Got another one of em cultists!¡± a voice shouted, ¡°Looks like he is smart to surrender! ¡°Saves us the trouble of huntin him down!¡± another one shouted.

    Arcturus scanned the crowd of gathered men as they one by one seemed to add to the comments. He picked out the symbol of Garroth''s men on only five of the soldiers. The others here were just mercenaries it seemed. Arcturus noticed not one of them was brandishing the symbol of Lumara. His attention was drawn to the five bearing Garroth''s symbol. Those were his fellow adventurers. The tallest was a half-orc clad in dark leathers covered in white fur. He brandished a large ax that seemed to be glowing from runes on its blade. Next was a halfling in chain armor with a shield painted black with the symbol of Hades on it. He clearly was a cleric to the god of the underworld. She wore a dark scowl with her green eyes, as the other mercenaries would still not quit there continued commenting.

    Arcturus'' eyes found the third was a human in half-plate, all scarred and dented from battle. Attached to his belt were two long swords. He had almost no hair with a large scar over his left eye. He wore a stare that would tell any other person to just keep on walking. Fourth was a girl clad in a brown robe with a thin green stripe at the bottom. Her brown hair had little leaves and twigs still stuck in it. First thing that came to Arcturus mind was she a druid. Lastly was a wicked looking dwarf with a black goatee. He was ordering the other men around to keep their eyes on the trees. He was wearing dark green studded leather armor, with an assortment of blades strapped along it.

    From the adventurers, Arcturus'' eyes fell upon a pile of bodies they were gathering. It appeared as thought they were unconscious. There were clearly villagers, and among them were children. Around the clearing edge he could make out the bodies of more guards, who were clearly un-moving. Arcturus figured they might be dead, as Garroth''s men were not trying to retrieve them.

    ¡°So were is Garroth? I wish to speak with him.¡±he said calmly.

    Some of the mercenaries lowered their weapons to this. Good he had made a start. Although despite this he almost feel Veledar''s eyes upon him, watching for any sign of trouble.

    ¡°I am right here, now what is this about a cultist willing to surrender?¡± came the voice of Garroth. The mercenaries parted like water one by one to reveal his friend wearing his dark plate. His face was filled with fatigue, his eyes were sunken in, almost as it he had gotten no sleep at all.

    ¡°Arcturus!¡± Garroth cried out, as a smile sprang to his face. The man practically ran over to him, before suddenly stopping eight feet in front of him. Garroth looked him up and down with his eyes.

    ¡°Good to see you well. I feared the worst when the beast appeared dead. I did not expect to see you alive. How did you escape him? I am sure it''s a great tale.¡± Garroth gestured to the men, ¡°After we of course find and kill him. We can return home and we can talk about it over an ale or two.¡±

    Garroth sounded genuine when he had said that. Arcturus pointed to the corpses, than to the pile of unconscious villagers. ''What is that if you are just hunting the one dragon?¡±

    ¡°Ah¡± Garroth turned to look before crossing his arms, ¡°the guards did not give us a choice, they attacked we were force to kill them. Was a shame really¡±

    ¡°And the others?¡±

    ¡°For their own good.¡± Garroth waved dismissively, ''We are freeing these people from this dragon cult. The she dragon forces them to live here, and brainwashes them Arcturus! I have not seen something this vile before. I might have even done this without being paid!¡±

    ¡°Don''t get carried away there now boss.¡± yelled the halfling from behind with a grin.

    ¡°It''s just an expression.¡± Garroth shot back, before turning back towards Arcturus.

    Now Arcturus had never known a dragon had resided within these woods. The face Garroth knew was very strange. ''Garroth how did you know about there is a different dragon in this forest? Even I did not know there was one before a few days ago.¡±

    ¡°So you met her than.¡± Garroth replied, his smile evaporating from his face, ¡°Did she get to you? Did she turn you into one of her servants?¡±

    Arcturus thought to the dream he had had and shivered. He hoped that is not what she had done.  He did not want to think about what Veledar would do if that turned out to be true. The dragon would probably try to kill her, and not stop until he was freed.

    ¡°I do not believe so, although she placed a curse on me to stay within the forest.¡±

    ¡°See that vile she dragon needs to be put down! You understand how dangerous she is!¡± Garroth turned to gesture to his army, ¡°That''s why all this was needed.  When we found the dragon had headed here the king sent us a message. It contained knowledge about the she dragon that lived here. He even sent another ship filled with soldiers to assist. He really wants the red one dead, almost as if it were life or death.¡±Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.

    The king had known about the Emerald Lady? What else was he in the dark about? He wondered, he had to keep Garroth talking. He certainly seemed forthcoming with information.

    ¡°So how many men did he send? She is huge in fact, very dangerous to sure.¡±

    ¡°Got all my men here, all paid for. Got some gryphons on the boats.¡± Garroth replied, holding up his hand and raising a finger with each addition. King also sent a paladin with fifty more men, and some surprises for the she dragon. Hell we even took your advice and brought all fire resist gear.¡±

    ¡°So why isn''t this area swarming with your soldiers than?¡± Arcturus looked around, he wondered if there was a second group wandering around unchecked.

    ¡°All busy on the ships.¡± Garroth pointed up, ¡°Damn vines started reaching for the ships overhead. The cannons have been good at cutting them off though. So we split up. Keep the vines busy with the ships while we hunt the red dragon. Its harder now, for some reason he is not being found by the orb we have on the ship. Thankfully we found you though. Have you seen the dragon? Perhaps you could tell us were he went?¡±

    Despite going out here to talk Garroth down he still felt the urge to join his friend, just like the good old times. It only lasted for a moment though as he thought of his friends, and the lies.

    ¡°Garroth take your men, take your ships, and get out of here on those life boats of yours. Nothing waits for you here but death and pain.¡±

    ¡°Say what Arcturus? It sounded like you told us to leave?¡± Garroth asked, chuckling, ¡°Now is not the time for practical jokes my friend.¡±

    ¡°It''s no joke Garroth, you will not be killing the dragon or any dragon that resides in this forest.¡± He narrowed his eyes as Garroth''s face was smile free and stern.

    ¡°So the she dragon did get to you my friend. I feared this outcome.¡± Garroth said, holding up a hand to gesture to the forest, ¡°Look around you Arcturus! This she dragon keeps these people as slaves! We are saving them!¡± Garroth then pointed to his chest, ¡° I have been your friend for years! Listen to my voice! That red dragon hurt our kingdom, don''t let them confuse you!¡±

    Arcturus sighed as he looked to the desperation of his pleading friend. ¡°They have done nothing to my mind Garroth. That red dragon is innocent, and our king just wants him dead. He is not a beast that needs putting down Garroth, dragon''s are sentient intelligent creatures,¡± He hoped desperately for Garroth to listen to reason, throw down his arms and leave. Hell he wanted Garroth to join him, but Garroth just shook his head.

    ¡°I hate to see you like this friend,¡± Garroth mumbled, ¡°My friend, dragon slayer, reduced to yet another puppet of these vile dragons.¡± Garroth started to pace in front of Arcturus before stopping, standing up straight and turning back to him with a face full of determination. ¡°Don''t worry my friend, I will save you! I will make sure we get back your mind, and make those silver tongued, horded devils pay! Now were is the dragon Arcturus, or has your master forbid you from telling us?¡±

    ¡°Crimson Sky is here in the forest. Leave Garroth, while you can still draw breath!¡± he pleaded. He could almost feel Veledar''s anticipation building within him, threatening to escape.

    ¡°So that is the dragon''s name huh? We will not be leaving Arcturus, despite what lies the dragon has enchanted you with. We did best him last time we met, and by the pool of blood we nearly killed him. So don''t worry my friend, we have this handled.¡± Garroth than crossed his arms, as his men seemed to be restlessly holding their weapons. ¡°Now are you going to show us were Crimson Sky is hiding?¡±

    Arcturus looked to the soldiers as they held their weapons, and seemed still ready to fight. This was going exactly as he had feared. ¡°N....¡± he began to say.

    ¡°I AM RIGHT HERE HUMAN!¡± roared Veledar as he leaped out to be next to Arcturus. Veledar thrashed his tail and barred his teeth, ¡°and I have been looking forward to this!¡±

    ¡°Wonderful...Now fire!¡± Garroth shouted in urgency. Perhaps his boast at having this handled was perhaps just a boast.

    Arcturus went to sling his shield down, spontaneously performing the shield of faith spell from earlier. It all happened simultaneously for Arcturus. There was an arrow that flew out from the woods, exploding among them in a myriad of screams. Shouts rang out as not two but eight green dragons burst forth with great roars before flying towards the mercenaries. Green gas was already pooling in their maws.

    ¡°Dragons!¡± the men screamed as Cordenth and Lyyreth touched down, ripping through a dozen of the stunned men. The others were taking shots at the illusions the two dragon''s had summoned. The dragon''s claws sliced through the hide and light chain, like butter, painting the ground in crimson. Those not sliced by the dragons coughed as poisonous gas exploded from the dragon''s maws. Men fell clasping their throats gasping their last breaths.

    ¡°Poisonous gas!?¡± one of Garroth''s men shouted, ¡°You said dragons breath fire!¡±

    Veledar let out a gout of flame towards Garroth when Arcturus pulled out his sword. His friend rolled out of the way, the flame not even touching him. Several crossbows fired at Veledar, but with a flick of the dragon''s tail, and flash of white light the shots rebounded off the dragon''s sparkling scales.

    The soldiers ran screaming as Arcturus witnessed his friends ambush. He charged at Garroth and swung his sword, for his friend to draw his own and block it with a clang. Arcturus looked to see that Garroth''s friends were more busy with trying to fight the two green dragons than help their leader with him. The halfling pounded his fist against his hand, letting a large funnel of golden flame envelop Lyyreth. The dragon was knocked to the ground with a roar of pain, as he stood up Arcturus could see his scales were smoking from the heat.

    Without another word Veledar bounded over Garroth, and tripped the man with his tail. He than opened his maw, gave his tail a twirl, and a cone of intense cold sprung from his maw to envelop the halfing. Arcturus took advantage of this and sliced his friend across the arm. His other attacks were parried by his friends defense.

    ''Come your senses!¡± Garroth shouted as they struck back and forth until Garroth landed a strike on an unarmored portion of Arcturus'' armor. He felt the blade cut into his arm slightly but it was merely a glancing blow.

    ¡°My mind has never been more clear in my life.¡± he replied as Garroth blocked his next attack.

    He had to admit, Garroth was a fine swordsman, and was starting to suspect he had let him win all these years. He even suspected now Garroth was holding back, trying to get through to him.

    ¡°Clearly the dragon''s hold is too strong! I am sorry my friend, but I may have to hurt you.¡± Garroth shouted over the sounds of his men dying. Arcturus'' suspicions were confirmed as Garroth pushed him back with quick strikes from his blade, it was all Arcturus could do just to deflect and block his friends strikes.

    ¡°Come on Arcturus!¡± Garroth shouted as Arcturus felt his friend''s blade taste his blood once more. ''Fight it, I know you are stronger than him!¡±

    All around them was in chaos now, as a few remaining soldiers had started to flee into the woods away from the three dragons. Plenty lay dead with arrows sticking out of them, Garroth''s adventurers still remained however.

    The dwarf had pulled out his daggers and charged at Veledar with a shout. The druid had changed into a large gorilla. Her fist colliding with Veledar''s scales, and sending the dragon tumbling to the ground. Arcturus'' attention was pulled back to Garroth as his friend did not give him a moment to focus longer on his allies fight. He heard Veledar give a pained roar, followed by a scream from the dwarf. Well it certainly sounded like Veledar had gotten payback.

    Arcturus had to leap back as the body of the halfling was tossed passed them. Arrows had lined the girls body, along with many deep slashes from claws. Her organs started to slide out when she hit the ground dead. Arcturus looked up to see Garroth''s face go pale as he looked around to his dying adventurers.

    ¡°We have to leave!¡± shouted the half-orc as he ducked from an attack from Lyyreth, only to be struck hard in the side by Cordenth''s tail and go crashing into the ground with a thud.

    Garroth looked torn as he stared at Arcturus, than to Veledar who was busy avoiding the human fighter with swords. ¡°Curse you Crimson Sky!¡± Garroth shouted, his voice nearly cracking. He pulled a stone from his pocked, ¡°Send in the constructs paladin, the dragon is here, get ready for us, everyone else is dead.¡± Garroth than reentered his stance before striking at Arcturus once again, ¡°Your coming with me Arcturus! I will not fail you again!¡±

    Arcturus held his ground as sword me shield,as his friend desperately fought against him. He saw the adventurers turn and flee as Veledar incinerated the fighter with a breath of fire. He had to end this, he let the energy flow into his sword with a thought of Bahamut. When his sword met Garroth''s once more in a clash, there was a flash of light and an explosion of power. Garroth''s great sword shattered as his friend was tossed to the ground, a bloody gash on his torso. Garroth stared at him, eyes wide in shock as he pulled a potion from his pouches. He chugged it quickly, spitting some out in disgust. He stood up clutching the wound as it began to heal itself. His eyes did not leave Arcturus, as he gave him a look as if he were one of the dragons he had been talking about.

    ¡°They have imbued you with magic.¡± he exclaimed, his voice full of pain. ¡°His grip on you is even worse than I could have possibly imagined.¡± Garroth turned to whomever was left standing from the combined assault of adventurer and dragon, ¡°Retreat!¡±

    Moments after Garroth shouted this, a rolling fog overtook the area around Garroth and his men. It was so thick that Arcturus could not make out anything within the fog. Although by the sound of the screams of the remaining people, this did not stop the dragons in the slightest. Arcturus was reminded at their ability to sense people close to them, even when they could not see.

    Suddenly a great wind blew the fog harmlessly away as Merlia emerged from the forest. ¡°Notin like a good ole gust o wind¡± she yelled out.

    Arcturus looked to the field of corpses scattered all over the blood drenched clearing. Luckily the civilians were not hurt. Cordenth and Lyyreth were standing side by side, their green scales painted bright red with the blood of their victims. Although by how they were breathing heavily he imagined some of it was their own. Veledar made his way to Arcturus, he could see the anger on his snout. He figured it was most likely from the fact Garroth and his men had escaped while the dragon''s were finishing off those that had stayed. Veledar walked passed Arcturus slightly and roared out to the forest, ¡°Good run you coward! Next time we meet you will not survive!¡±

    Merlia looked to the corpses as she stowed her bow. Her face was stern as she retrieved her arrows. There were no witty lines, no compliments, no anything of her typical banter.

    ¡°This wasn''t much of a fight.¡± she said, ¡°dis was a slaughter.¡±

    Arcturus could not agree more, there men were hardly prepared for three dragons. Not to mention they were only geared out to fight fire breathing dragons.  He walked by the corpses and plucked an energy hand crossbow from one the many bodies. He felt it in his hands, it felt good to finally have his hands on one again. He thrust it back into his holster, that had been empty ever since his had broken. He looked around and wondered were Lyndis had gotten to, but he never got the chance to voice his question, as a dozen metal orbs fell from the sky and impacted with the earth. They threw up dirt every which way, as Arcturus and his allies back up away from the impact sites. Arcturus noticed they were engraved with runes with a center red ¡°eye¡±, above this was a brown plate that had the symbol of Lumara painted on it. Arcturus mind went into a panic as he realized what these things were. He had never seen these off of the front lines in Roth dell.

    ¡°Get Ready!¡± he shouted to the others.

    The orbs started to rustle as they grew limbs from their round forms. They each had  set of hulking legs and three sets of metallic arms. The center set of arms carried a large crossbow device that seemed to be loaded with harpoons. Arcturus could not have imagined seeing these. If the king had sent these things, it seemed he really wanted the death of Veledar, and was willing to throw anything to accomplish this. He had seen these constructs wade through troops with ease, hardly taking any damage at all. For they were crafted with mana crystals at their cores with magic reinforced shells. Their bodies were immune to any non magical attack. He had seen whole walls collapse on them, only for the things to emerge just as willing to slaughter. Lyyreth found this out first hand as he tried to claw one, only for them to scrape uselessly against the silver body. The constructs than all in unison pulled great swords out of their bodies with each other set of arms. The green dragon darted away, leaving the construct he was fighting to slice at thin air.

    ¡°You have to use magic!'' Arcturus shouted out as he sprinted to a construct. He swung his sword, letting the might of Bahamut flow through him. The sword sliced right through one of the things silver legs. The construct toppled, but still it fought on with it''s other limbs. One great sword struck Arcturus'' shield, once again making him thankful for the magical protection it possessed.  Thankfully the toppling did not allow the blow to be full force, or he imagined he would have been tossed back by the things strength. He sliced off one of the things limbs, as he was forced to avoid the incoming attacks. The thing finally was stopped as an arrow bathed in lighting struck the thing in the center of it''s red eye. Electricity than lit the construct up as it flailed around, before falling to the ground destroyed.

    ¡°Thanks Merlia!¡± he shouted to the dwarf, who gave him a nod.

    ¡°You owe meh paladin!¡± she cried, as she let loose some more arrows to another construct that Lyyreth was currently engaged with. For the dragons did not seem to be having the same luck that he had against the construct. Lyyreth had been caught by a net that apparently was electrified. The dragon was squirming and clawing through pained grunts as the construct doing this advanced with it''s wicked blades.

    Cordenth was running from two as he tried to avoid their swords, however stay close enough that the things did not try to shoot him with their harpoons. ¡°My breath does nothing!¡± he shouted as he turned to shove one construct away, but it landed undamaged in the grass. Despite flying away being a valid option he was amazed the dragon was staying to fight along side them. Cordenth turned and opened his maw, to let out a cone of intense cold. The cone of cold washed over one of the one construct still chasing him, it''s body all froze up as it halted.  The dragon than lashed the thing with his tail, it fell backwards and shattered upon the ground.

    Veledar however seemed to be doing the best out of the dragons. He did not even seem to have to use his magical spells to do it either. He was currently holding down one of the constructs in his claws as he bathed it with his dragon fire. Arcturus watched the Construct''s eye area melt away in the intense heat. The thing stopped moving soon after as Veledar tossed it aside. Arcturus only grinned to himself as the dragon gave out a great roar as he raised a claw, and a thrash of his tail. The dragon than shot out a bolt of lighting from his raised claw, that hit another construct, and chained to three other ones. Each one was hit with this bolt of lighting, and Arcturus watched the red eye shatter as each one of them collapsed onto the ground. Arcturus imagined that he would never hear  the end of this tale, although he had to admit the dragon did look like something of legend as he had done this. The red dragon bounded towards the other constructs, dodging swords as he went until he was breathing fire once more onto them.

    Lyyreth''s roar of pain brought him back out of his thoughts. He had to form a plan, first was to free Lyyreth, the poor dragon would most likely not last much longer.

    ¡°Merlia, help Cordenth! I got Lyyreth!¡± he shouted out, pointing to Cordenth who had currently landed on the ground with a pained snarl. Arcturus could see the dragon now bore a large gash in his left flank that was oozing blood.

    ¡°Ye got it Arcturus! Hey ya large tin can!'' Suck on me arrows!¡± she shouted as another volley of magical enhanced arrows flew towards one of the constructs harassing Cordenth, each one hitting a part of thing with metallic clangs. Until one finally hit the vital eye, shutting it down forever. When Merlia started shooting another Construct, Arcturus had already started his charge towards Lyyreth.

    He readied another strike like the one he had felt Garroth in their duel. He focused on his goddess once more with each step. The construct did not pay him any mind as it advanced on the struggling dragon. Arcturus almost felt sorry for the it as he raised his sword high. He brought it down as hard as it could, and it exploded with a bright flash of light. The construct shuttered for a moment, before exploding in a cloud of green smoke. The net that had been electrifying Lyyreth stopped with a big sigh of relief from the green dragon. Arcturus leaped over as Lyyreth sliced the net off with his claws.

    ¡°Thanks for that¡± said Lyyreth between pained breaths,

    ¡°Don''t mention it¡± Arcturus replied, placing his hand on the dragon. HE focused on healing the dragon, and let his magic flow into Lyyreth.

    ¡°You know, that spell of yours feels great.¡± Lyyreth sighed, before the dragon stood straight up. They both than turned to the sound of yet another construct crashing to the ground, followed by the deafening laughter of Merlia.

    ¡°Ya rink yer people could build better toys Arcturus? I could do dis all day!¡±

    ¡°You know I think she scares me.¡± said Lyyreth casually, before bounding off to help the dwarf as one construct was heading right for her.

    ¡°Your telling me,¡± Arcturus said, looking around to find that Lyndis had yet to reveal herself. Veledar however had melted another construct before getting tossed aside by another one. Veledar roared angrily as he got back up and charged that one head on. Arcturus had to admit, they seemed to have this in control. With the might and arcane powers of the dragons combined with the magical weapons and magic they possessed, they seemed quite capable to handle the constructs that would give normal armies without magical support pause.

    Arcturus looked up, to see the form of two large airships overhead. The ship''s energy cannons seemed to be busy shooting down untold numbers of vines that had ripped them from the skies days previous. ¡°Good at least the Emerald Lady is not sitting out the defense of her people.¡± he thought before turning back to the pressing matters at hand, as a new wave of constructs bared down on them. Arcturus met some of them with attacks from his sword, he was tossed back onto the ground after he had carved one like a turkey. He landed with a thud, as Veledar was busy roasting another one with his breath.

    ¡°No time to take a dirt nap Arcturus!¡± Veledar roared in fury.

    Arcturus stood up, with another cast of the spell shield of faith he was encased in a shimmering blue field. He stood next to Veledar as four of the constructs surrounded them with their wicked blades held high.

    ¡°You know me Veledar, wanted to get my beauty rest in and all.¡± he said, twirling his fingers and letting loose three bolts of eldritch power. They struck the closest construct, the thing ignored it for the most part as they did with the physical damage. Arcturus sighed, perhaps they were enchanted to resist minor magical spells as well now. Luckily the spells the dragons had been using were strong enough to effect them, and that they had Veledar''s flame breath. Otherwise they would be certainly doomed at the moment.

    That''s when he heard Cordenth roar, and Arcturus got a quick glimpse of the two dragons trying to keep the constructs off of Merlia while she was raining arrows into them. Arcturus wondered why they were not using magic, but figured they had expended their spell power for the day.  His previous thoughts about them doing well were certainly getting snuffed out fast. The situation was certainly going south fast, without something to help them right now this would most likely end in disaster. The green dragon''s could not keep Merlia safe for long, and she only had so many arrows to fire.

    His thoughts would have to wait however as the four constructs in front of him made their move. Now Arcturus had seen how Veledar fought on the ground, several times in fact. How the dragon would slice with his claws, bit with his maw, and strike with his tail. However it came to him as a surprise when they had started to work in tandem. There were working almost in sync perfectly, he would duck so the dragon''s tail would throw one away from him. He shoved another when Veledar blew his breath, so that instead of one, two had melted instead. He turned a blade so that it only hit him harmlessly, if this teamwork of his with the dragon could be perfected even more they would be a fierce team on the ground, as well as in the air. In less than two minutes all four lay dead from the two, with nary a scratch on them.

    ¡°Nice fighting, almost took you for a dragon there.¡± smiled Veledar, breathing heavier than he usually did.

    ¡°I''ll take that as a compliment. You did good as well!¡± he replied, giving the dragon a thumbs up.

    ¡°Now dat ya two are dun jerkin each utter off, come help us!¡± shouted Merlia as she ducked from one of the constructs attacks. The dwarf had to roll out of the way of yet another attack as her two dragon defenders had been driven away from her. The two dragons were desperately trying to avoid the metal constructs. Although Arcturus noticed they were still trying to get to Merlia, and not simply taking off and leaving the dwarf to her fate.

    That''s when a golden funnel of flames wrapped two of the constructs in it''s embrace. Arcturus could see the two just disintegrate from the flames. Arcturus looked over to see that Asterion had emerged from the woods with one of his hands up, in the direction the funnel had spawned. In the other had he was holding a large hammer, besides that he still was wearing his normal garb of clothes. Almost on cue from the minotaur''s arrival, another of the constructs was vaporized from a bright blue energy beam, that sliced the thing in two.

    Arcturus looked up to see just above the treetops was a lifeboat with it''s energy weapon pointed in their direction, with Lyndis waving out from behind it.

    ¡°Look what I found! And to think they just left it protected by only two guards!¡± she shouted in glee as she sliced another construct in half with the ships energy weapon. The  four remaining constructs left reacted immediately. Two of them fired off their harpoon guns with a loud crack. Both of these pierced the boat Lyndis was on right where the crystal powering it was held. Arcturus had to appreciate the constructs for a moment, they were efficient at times.

    The lifeboat dropped like a rock to the ground below, but Lyndis did not seem to be worried. When it finally crashed to the ground she leaped seconds before, and with a flick of her wrist landed softly onto the ground. Arcturus was going to ask her if she was ok, but was interrupted again as one of the constructs decided to take his head off. He blocked with his shield with a loud clang. He pulled back his arm, as it now ached with pain. He sliced out with his sword, but it moved back enough to turn what would have been a clean hit into a glancing one. The sword only managed to scratch the surface of the thing. It''s counter attack struck his sword, ripping it clean from his grasp, causing it to fly several feet to land blade first in the dirt. He dodged another strike, and pulled out his energy crossbow that he had looted off the body.  He fired several shots into the thing, trying to hit it in the red eye. However even though the energy bolts hit dead on, they impacted with little effect to the thing. It looked like they were warded against the crossbows as well. He sprinted to his sword as the thing chased after him. He blocked another strike, dodged a second, and the third merely grazed his pauldron. He grasped the hilt of his sword firmly, pulled it from the ground and turned towards his attacker.

    He sliced into the construct as it continued rushing at him. The blade cut deep into it''s metal hide. The thing recoiled as sparks flew from the wound now gaping in its form. Lyndis jumped from Arcturus'' right holding one of her rapiers. ¡°Thanks for the opening!¡± she cried, before leaped onto the thing''s ''head''. She plunged her rapier down it''s ''eye'' and leaping off before the thing could do anything about it. Arcturus stood there as the behemoth tumbled into a pile of inert metal, and Lyndis landed on her feet.

    ¡°See you set them up, and I will knock them down.¡± she smiled, as Veledar tossed another one between the two of them. The dragon tacked the construct again as it struggled to slice into Veledar''s scales, but they held as he let loose another flame breath point blank with the construct. The construct''s movements slowed as it''s body was melted by the heat of Veledar''s breath.

    Arcturus and the others faced the last two constructs that were currently fighting Asterion. Who was holding his own quite well against the two metal behemoths. He would duck, and dodge the swords as he brought his hammer to bear on the metal. It would flash with a yellow light similar to how Arcturus'' own weapon did, followed by the crunching of metal. Asterion leaped back, facing the two now as they advanced on him. He held a hand to up and harshly drew a line down in the air. From thin air dozens of swords filled the air around one of the constructs, slashing wildly as they floated their, suspended by an unseen force. The one caught in this was sliced to ribbons by the swords as it tried to head towards the minotaur. It collapsed a mere three feet into the sword cloud.

    The others gave a cheer as they bounded towards the last one left. Arcturus couldn''t believe it at first. They had not only bested fifty mercenaries and a group of adventurers, but they had demolished twenty four of Lumara''s war constructs. It certainly was good to have dragons on ones side. Before they could reach the last damaged construct a shot rang out from the sound of a harpoon gun. ''Where had it come from¡± he thought as he looked to the one in front of them. ¡°Surely it could not be from that one, it''s harpoon gun was still loaded.¡±

    Arcturus stopped mid charge to see where the shot had rang out from. He turned and saw it had come from another damaged construct, they had thought destroyed, crawling pitifully on the ground. The thing was looking at them, and Arcturus figured it they had any emotion at all it would most likely be anger.

    ¡°Cordenth!¡± shrieked Lyndis.

    Arcturus turned to see that the green dragon lay on his side between Lyndis and the construct. The harpoon from the rifle was lodged in the dragon''s chest, and was poking out the other side covered in blood. He had apparently jumped in the way for Lyndis. Smashing sounds signified the last construct being destroyed as they rushed to the dragon''s side.  Cordenth was gasping for breath around his blood soaked mouth. Arcturus figured by the harpoons placement it had pierced the dragon''s left lung. Lyndis was holding his snout.

    ¡°That was a stupid thing to do, I could have dodged it!¡± she said, her voice cracking slightly. The green dragon tried to reply, but whatever he said came out as a gurgled mess of blood.

    ¡°Shhh, shhh, don''t talk¡± she said, tears forming in her amber eyes.

    ¡°We need to get the harpoon out if we are going to heal you.¡± Arcturus said, taking charge and removing his gloves. ¡°It will just be in the way when we use magic.¡± he turned towards the two other dragons present. ¡°Veledar, Lyyreth¡± he shouted his voice full of authority, ¡°I need you to pull that thing out fast. We wont have much time to save Cordenth.¡±

    The dragons nodded in unison, if they minded being bossed around they did not voice their disapproval. He guess Veledar realized the gravity of the situation. The dragon''s placed claws around the harpoon as Lyndis held the gasping Cordenth.

    ¡°Hold on, it''s most likely going to hurt.¡± she said softly to the green dragon in her arms. Cordenth just closed his eyes weakly.

    ¡°On the count of three......one.....two.....three!¡± Veledar shouted, as the two dragons yanked out the harpoon. Cordenth gave out a weak gurgle as blood started to rush out of the hole in the dragon. Arcturus swiftly put his hand on the dragon, and did what he had done earlier for Lyyreth. The magic flowed into the dragon like it usually did, but the wound would not close. Arcturus realized in horror that he might not have enough power left to save the dragon. He looked to the wound that had not closed, blood still leaking out of it. Cordenth was clearly in trouble as the dragon than went limp, best case unconscious, worst case he was dead.

    ¡°It''s not working!¡± Lyyreth roared, his teeth bared. ¡°Try harder human!¡± he snarled, as the dragons eyes filled with worry as he stared at the form of his dying brother. Arcturus tried to will more magic, but none was coming. His eyes widened and his heart sank. Cordenth was going to die right here, and there was nothing he could do about it.

    ¡°Asterion!¡± his brain screamed at him in realization. ¡°Asterion!¡± he shouted to the bull, who had casually walked over, clearly taking his time to do so. ¡°Your a cleric, you have stronger magic than I, you can save him!¡±

    Asterion looked sternly at Cordenth, back to Arcturus, than to Lyyreth, ¡°No¡± the bull said calmly.

    ¡°No!?¡± Lyyreth roared, leaping to Asterion with his teeth bared. ¡°You heal him this second or so help me I will rip your throat out!¡±

    ¡°Than do that dragon, I will only help your brother if you help me get free from your mother.¡± Asterion said, looking Lyyreth straight in the eye. ¡°Guarantee that you will and I will save your brother''s life, refuse.......¡± Asterion gestured to Cordenth, ¡°he dies.¡±

    ¡°Your doing this now?¡± Lyndis shouted at the bull, giving him almost the same death glare that Lyyreth was giving Asterion. ¡°He could die over this!¡±

    ¡°Yes¡± the bull said again calmly, ¡°Hence why the dragon here should makeup his mind quickly.¡±

    Arcturus watched Lyyreth desperately think for an answer, this was his brother after all. The bull had him metaphorical by the balls here. This was a smart play by the bull, ruthless, but very smart.

    ¡°I suggest you answer quickly dragon, I have heard your kind cannot be brought back from the dead.¡± Asterion added, looking at Lyyreth trying to think.

    ¡°Fine, do it, do it!¡± Lyyreth spat out.

    ¡°Do what dragon?¡± Asterion said with a grin

    ¡°I will make sure you get freed, now heal my brother you horrible thing!¡± Lyyreth snarled, making Asterion''s grin just grow larger.

    ¡°Very well dragon, your brother will live this day.¡± replied Asterion, holding up a hand and placing it on Cordenth''s side. ¡°vahraan¡± he whispered,as a dazzling white light washed over the dragon. Arcturus watched the gaping wounds close, as the light seemed to be absorbed by the dragon. With a large gasp of air, and a cough Cordenth''s eyes opened.

    Lyndis hugged the dragon tightly around his neck. She stopped moments after to smack the dragon hard on the right of his snout.

    ¡°Don''t ever do something so stupid again!¡± she scolded, wiping her eyes soon after.

    ¡°Now we are even¡± Cordenth said weakly, before collapsing into the grass.

    Asterion just looked around to the others, before spreading his arms wide. ¡°feyal vokras ahraan¡± he said, as he gestured to all of them in turn. There was another flash of dazzling light that hopped from person to person that Asterion had gestured to. Arcturus felt the light hit him and refresh him. The ache in his body was gone and replaced with a soothing warm sensation. He breathed in deep, and exhaled slowly.

    ¡°Thanks for that Asterion.¡± he said to the bull, ¡°And the for the dragon.¡±

    ¡°No thanks is needed Arcturus, I healed you and your friends since we were battle brothers this day. I healed the dragon over there because I needed something.¡± Asterion replied gruffly, than swung his hammer over his shoulder. ¡°Now lets go see the Emerald Lady before she recovers from this day.¡± the bull pointed to the airships overhead.

    The ships appeared to have turned around and were heading back the way they had come. Their cannons were still firing at the vines that were still rising out of the forest to try and latch onto the ships.

    ¡°Don''t you think we should rest for Cordenth..¡± Lyndis began before Asterion cut her off with a snort and stomp of his hoof.

    ¡°A chance for this one to recover is time for then dragoness to recover as well. We leave now while she is weakened. Unless you believe she will honor her promise to remove the curse from your paladin?¡±

    Arcturus put a hand to his chin. The bull had a point yet again, if there ever was a time to try and force the dragoness to do something it was now. He turned to Lyndis who was giving him a look filled with worry, obviously over the injured Cordenth. He looked to Veledar who was standing tall, regal.

    ¡°Sounds like a good plan Arcturus, what is there to think about?¡± the dragon said, ¡°We go in, teeth bared and make her take that curse off of you.¡±

    Arcturus lastly turned to Merlia, ¡°Donna ask me lad, I agree wit the dragon on dis one. We best force her claw now, while we might hav tha uppa hand.¡±

    ¡°Than it''s decided, Lyndis here can stay with Cordenth and the villagers. If you want to make sure he recovers.¡± he swiveled to Lyyreth, ¡°Lyyreth you take us to the Emerald Lady so we can discuss this curse, and Asterion being freed from your mother.¡±

    The green dragon gulped, than sneezed as he looked at Cordenth. Lyyreth than looked to Asterion before sighing, ¡°Well come on then, lets get this over with.¡±

    Arcturus turned to Lyndis and gave her a quick, ¡°Good Luck¡±

    ¡°Your the on that is going to need it¡± she replied with a sigh.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 9: Momentary Reprieve

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

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    <u>Chapter 9: Momentary Repieve</u>

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    They made their way back to the village, traveling swiftly through the forest. They were greeted by a crowd of the survivors of the attack. They seemed scuffed up but not too worse for wear. Mira was the first to emerge from the crowd,

    ¡°Thank you heroes!¡± escaping her lips as she looked to them as if she had set eyes on living legends. The other townsfolk joined in as they crowded around the collected group.

    ¡°Please, Please¡± We must be on our way to see the Emerald Lady!¡± Arcturus had to shout over the cheers from the townsfolk. ¡°Cordenth, and survivors are a distance from here in a clearing.¡±

    The cheering stopped as the town listened to what he had just said.  ¡°Is everyone alright out there?¡± came a voice from the crowd.

    ¡°Yes the dragon was hurt during the fighting but was saved by Asterion here.¡± he said, clasping the minotaur on his shoulder.

    ¡°Well we will send out groups to retrieve everyone then, Cordenth included.¡± said Mira, turning to the crowd. ¡°No time to just sit around then, lets get some cool water, some towels,  and some medicine for our injured! The crowd parted as Mira continued to shout out commands to the others, as people ran off to go get the things she had requested.

    Lyyreth soon led them away from the people and towards the lair of the Emerald Lady. Arcturus had to catch up to the green dragon several times as he seemed to have picked up his pace. Lyyreth continually held his head high the entire time, and seemed to raise it even higher as the lair came within sight. Arcturus looked to Veledar who was carrying himself with the same confidence as he always did. His blue eyes looking to the lair with hate. He imagined the dragon was simply dying to get this curse removed. Arcturus felt his chest, imagining the pain she had inflicted to him the other day. He scowled at the thought of having to experience it again.

    He just hoped the Emerald Lady held up to her side of the bargain. Arcturus could not see why not, they had just defeated a gods damn army sent down to her forest. Otherwise the alternative was to fight the lady again. He felt a grip on his heart all of a sudden, most likely the curse she has cast on him. Hopefully if they did have to fight she could not simply will him dead, he shuttered at the thought. They continued in silence until they stood outside her lair. Lyyreth paused and looked unsure as he scanned over them with his eyes.

    ¡°We came this far!¡± snarled Veledar, shoving the door roughly. It opened easily for the dragon with a thud. Arcturus followed after him, in case he got himself into trouble.

    ¡°Emerald Lady!¡± Veledar roared out, ¡°We return to remove the curse you placed on my paladin!¡± Veledar thrashed his tail against the ground at the last word. ¡°I have done what you asked of me!¡±

    It seemed to work as the long dark corridor seemed to swirl until they were back in the room with the purple cauldron. The Emerald Lady towered over them, her tail slightly twitching and her purple eyes glaring down at them.

    ¡°How dare you tell me what must be done in my domain!¡± she snarled, spreading her wings wide. ¡°You should feel lucky I permit you to live!¡±

    Arcturus saw Merlia draw her bow slowly as the dragoness spoke, her attention squarely on Veledar for the moment. He moved his hand to hover right above his sword''s hilt. He he readied his muscles to pull out his shield.

    ¡°I do dare, for we have saved your village from an army!¡± Veledar roared back, he too spreading his wings. ¡°Now remove your curse from my friend or I will rip it out of you!¡±

    We that certainly was not how Arcturus would have asked, but the Emerald Lady not instantly going to kill them from that outburst was a good sign. She just put an amused expression and chuckled deep in her throat. Arcturus felt shivers go up his spine, it was a ominous as ever.

    ¡°You have spirit young dragon, to threaten me even now.¡± She held out a paw and waved it at Arcturus, ¡°I will of course honor our agreement.¡±

    Arcturus felt like he was covered in a cool breeze. He gasped in surprise how his body seemed to feel lighter than it had done moments ago. This was short lived as he suddenly felt incredibly drained. He collapsed to his knees.

    ¡°Arcturus!¡± came the voices of Merlia and Veledar in unison.

    ¡°Nevermind me, I''m fine.¡± he replied breathing deeply. He looked up at the Emerald Lady to make sure she met his eyes. ¡°It''s a good thing I am understanding and forgiving, otherwise we would have trouble when I feel better.¡±

    ¡°Very well indeed.¡± she scoffed at him, clearly not considering him a threat.  He felt used, as if he were just part of a game that she were playing. She had returned him and got what she had wanted. He frowned at the realization they had been her pawns after all.

    ¡°I want my freedom!¡± Asterion shouted out towards the dragoness ¡°I saved your son from death by the hands of the invaders.¡±

    ¡°Did you now?¡± she chuckled, ¡°Isn''t that the task I make you preform anyway?¡±

    ¡°Let me go she dragon or kill me. I will not remain here any longer underneath your claws.¡± Asterion replied with a sneer. He crossed his arms and waited for her reply.

    ''That''s cute pet, you pretend as if I would give you the choice of death.¡± she threw back her head and laughed loudly. She than stopped and seemed to consider what he had said, ¡°However....¡± she than looked to the others, stopping to focus on Arcturus, Merlia, and lastly Veledar. ¡°I believe your time with me is at an end. You have of course served your purpose well.¡± she returned her threatening gaze to Asterion, ¡°The deal that you have made with my son over there was with him, not with me. I told them to not go help you in the forest, and they disobeyed me. If you wish to be free, I will have these adventurers preform one more task for me.¡±

    ¡°Very well.¡± Asterion snorted, ¡°That is acceptable.¡±

    ¡°Good....now what do you say Veledar? Will you do yet another task for me to free this bull from my ownership?¡±

    ¡°We will of cou.....¡± Arcturus went to say.

    ¡°I was talking to Veledar!¡± the Emerald Lady roared with a sudden flash of anger. To the point that Arcturus almost drew his sword in response.

    Veledar was staring at the dragoness in thought. ¡°We will do it, but I want to know why he was your pet. I am sure my friends wish to know as well.¡±

    That took Arcturus by surprise. It was honestly well thought out for the dragon, and he took thought of their opinions. He typically rushed into things, this was a nice change of pace.

    The dragoness moved passed the cauldron that was still steaming it''s purple mist, lighting the ground in a slight glow.

    ¡°Very well young dragon, I will tell you the tale of my dear pet over there. However after you have heard it you may not wish to set this one free.¡± she hissed with a grin.

    She than told the story that Asterion had told Arcturus of course. However it was more her side of things, and of course painted the bull in a more villainous light. She finished, clasping her claws together and staring down at Veledar. ¡°There is my tale young dragon, do you still wish to free the bull that slaughters woman, men, and children?¡±

    The Emerald Lady fidgeted as Veledar mulled it around in his head it seemed. ¡°We will shall still do it.¡± he said at last, ¡°In my quest I could certainly use a healer of his skill. Especially after seeing him fight.

    ¡°Interesting.¡± the dragoness replied, stepping closer to Veledar. ¡°So you would be his master instead of I? You might be more like me than you think Veledar.¡±

    ¡°Nonsense, I do not keep people as pets or things to be owned.¡± Veledar snarled in reply, ¡°He would be free of you, and be just like my other companions.¡± Veledar than turned to Asterion, ¡°Asterion if I free you, will you come with our adventuring group?¡±

    ¡°Do you face strong enemies?¡± Asterion asked sternly.

    ¡°We go up against Lumara, on our quest to retrieve our friend''s possession. You just saw the lengths they are going to put a stop to him.¡± replied Arcturus.

    ¡°I have one condition if I am to follow you to battle, and aid you in your quest.¡±

    ¡°Is it not enough that we free you?¡± replied Veledar in irritation as he rolled his eyes.

    ¡°You will give me any diamonds your group finds. You may keep all the other treasure that you find.¡± said the bull calmly. ''Otherwise I will not go with you¡±

    This seemed like a good deal to Arcturus, after all he had no need for diamonds. What a cleric would need with them he did not know. Although by the look on Veledar''s snout he was torn about giving up the gems, even if they were hypothetical at this point.

    ¡°Come on Veledar.¡± whispered Arcturus to his friend, ¡°It''s just diamonds, we literally get everything else and a healer to boot.¡±

    ¡°But I want the diamonds.....¡± Veledar quickly complained back at him, before pouting. ¡°Fine Asterion, against my better nature you will have your gems. ¡° Veledar held up a claw to point it at the bull, ¡°However I will hold you to the other part were we get everything else.¡± he hissed.

    ¡°Now what do we need to do?¡± Arcturus asked, turning towards the Emerald Lady. He was annoyed that yet again she was manipulating them with promise of the healer. He had a sneaking suspicion that this was still going according to her plan, whatever that may be.

    ¡°What VELEDAR has to do for me is lay waste to a camp of Lumara soldiers north of here guarding an internment camp.¡± she than looked to each one of them, ¡°If he wishes to bring his.........friends that''s up to him.¡± she replied, the last bit she seemed to have spit out as if it were rotten food.

    ¡°You can bet your tail they will be coming along.¡± Veledar snapped back, ¡°why do you need this camp attacked anyway?¡±

    ¡°Besides in retaliation for this attack on my forest? I want to rescue it''s prisoners and bring them here to be my possessions. The other reason of course is not your concern. The player does not tell the pawn why they must go, they simply move them to do so.¡±

    ¡°An internment camp?¡± that sounded like one of the places that Arcturus had set up with books, learning centers, and training for new citizens of Lumara''s conquered lands. He looked to the Emerald Lady,as her gaze fell to him. He had the feeling this game she mentioned was for the long term, and only in her twisted way did she know what was going on.

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    ¡°Besides there is something there that your human, and princess need to see there¡± she said.

    ¡°Very well, so we destroy this camp and rescue the prisoners there. Than Asterion shall be free?¡± Veledar asked.

    ¡°Oh young dragon he will be, than you will be ready for the journey ahead and beyond.¡±

    ¡°When do we leave for this camp? And where is it?¡±

    ¡°Tomorrow is when you leave, they need to believe you flew there.¡±

    Veledar nodded and turned to the others. ¡°Any objections?¡±

    ¡°Non from me lad.¡± Merlia replied, breaking her silence.

    Veledar nodded and focused on Arcturus. ¡°and you Arcturus can I count on you?¡±

    ¡°No¡± he said almost instantly. He watched Veledar do a double take.

    ¡°Say again, I must have misheard you, I thought you said no.¡±

    ¡°That''s right¡± Arcturus replied, crossing his arms defensively. Killing mercs when given no choice was acceptable, attacking soldiers who were just doing their jobs was out of the question.

    ''Why? You were so ready to fight those men in the woods, how is this any different?¡± asked Veledar, turning his head to the side.

    Arcturus looked to the Emerald Lady who was simple watching with a smirk on her snout. Damn her for getting enjoyment out of this.

    ¡°Because Veledar, this will be people doing their jobs. I helped set those places up, they are for teaching and self improvement.¡± He than remembered Lyndis'' words, perhaps he was currently clutching onto the image he had, too afraid to find out what she said was true.

    ¡°What about what Lyndis said?¡± What about your king wanting me dead for no good reason? What about the long list of growing things?¡± Veledar asked, each time getting louder. ¡°I have seen nothing Arcturus to offer your people any benefit of the doubt. I will go do this without you if need be.¡±

    ¡°I''ll go¡± he said to the irritated dragon. ¡°On one condition that you follow.¡±

    ¡°ugggghhhh¡± moaned Veledar, ¡°Why can''t people just do things? Why must their always be a condition?

    ¡°We don''t kill everyone there. We give them a chance to surrender. She said she wanted the place destroyed, not everyone killed.¡±

    ¡°Fine¡± said Veledar, as his voice died down. ¡°To think Arcturus you almost made me go alone. I will of course pay you back for that later.¡± Veledar turned his snout back to the dragoness who was currently stifling in laughter ¡°Will that be acceptable Emerald Lady? Whats so funny?¡±

    ¡°You are adorable, the way you bicker. However yes young dragon that will be acceptable. Now take your leave, I grow tired of your presence. Return tomorrow, I will have arranged how you will get to this camp and back.¡± she replied, gesturing them to a door that appeared out of thin air. Arcturus gladly walked out of the door back to the forest with his friends beside him.

    They walked back towards the town at a normal pace. Arcturus could feel Veledar''s eyes looking at him as they walked. He could tell they were filled with concern, but also mixed with joy. He was just thankful when he had spoken with Veledar that the dragon would not just go on a slaughter spree because of what the Emerald Lady had said. He had to admit he had been a bit concerned on how far the dragon would go. It was always in the back of his mind the closer they got to Entis. The dragon seemed to read his thoughts as Veledar suddenly was beside him, matching his pace almost perfectly.

    ''So what is going on with you? I can feel the tension hanging in the air between us.¡± Veledar tilted his head to the side.

    ¡°It''s what I said Veledar. Besides would you have really gone to kill everyone there simply to get the cleric on our side?¡± Arcturus spied a root, and avoided tripping over the damn thing.

    ¡°You know I will do what is required to get my book back. You know what it means to me. If someone had stood in my way........yes, although I would of course give them a chance to flee.¡± Veledar ducked his head from a branch hanging in the path.

    Arcturus breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully he did not entirely not understand his friend.

    ¡°Was that all that was troubling you?¡± Veledar stretched his wings as they walked. Casting a moment of shade on Arcturus.

    ¡°Yes¡± he admitted with a smile.

    ¡°Than good, stick with me and we''ll spend the rest of the day relaxing! Some good food, that music they play, and dancing!¡± Veledar grinned as he playfully bumped into Arcturus with his side. Arcturus recovered from the bump and did the first thing that popped into his mind, he tried to shove the dragon back. However the dragon held firm and did not move in the slightest.

    ¡°When will you learn that doesn''t work!¡± the dragon let out a loud laugh.

    ¡°Never!¡± he let out his out laugh as he continued to struggle against the dragon''s hide.

    They finally returned to were the town, where Cordenth now was with a group of villagers around him. They seemed to be tending to the dragon that was spread out on his back. He had several towels that were soaked in water covering his scales, even Lyndis was holding a towel to the dragons forehead. Cordenth appeared to be chatting it up with Lyndis. Lyndis was all smiles for the most part, what they were talking about he could not tell, but as they closed in Lyndis pointed them.

    ¡°How did it go? Cordenth was keeping me occupied while you were gone here. I of course was telling him how to properly save a woman, and not get himself killed.¡± Lyndis laughed, patting Cordenth on the head.

    ¡°Fine, she agreed to let Asterion go, but we need to go destroy a Lumarian outpost north of here tomorrow. She seems to also think that there is something you and I need to see there.¡±

    ¡°Don''t forget Arcturus, you thought I was going to go on joyful murder spree!¡± Veledar said, lowering his head to be level, right in between Lyndis and himself.

    ¡°Whats that now?¡± Lyndis asked, raising one of her eye brows.

    ¡°We can talk a bout it later. Lets just say my faith in Veledar keeps getting rewarded.¡±

    ¡°How touching, it warms my heart.¡± snickered Veledar.

    Arcturus rolled his eyes and gave the dragon a smile.

    ¡°Something both of us should see?¡± Lyndis asked curiosity in her voice. ¡°I know it will open your eyes to what I said awhile ago, but what could I possibly need to see there?¡±

    ¡°Gods if I knew, you know how little information the Lady has been the last couple of days.¡±

    ¡°Try years.¡± Cordenth grumbled, wrinkling his muzzle. ¡°She doesn''t speak to us with any more information.¡±

    Arcturus had almost forgotten the green dragon was there. ¡°Cordenth I forgot to ask, how rude of me. How are you doing!? It is not everyday you take a harpoon to the chest!¡±

    ¡°Thanks for reminding me.¡± the dragon rubbed the spot where the harpoon had been sticking out previously. ¡°It still itches, and it aches occasionally.........Although I have Lyndis here for nice company to get me through it!¡±

    ¡°So we relax the day, and prepare for tomorrow.¡± Lyndis said, crossing her arms.

    ¡°Dat doesn''t sound too bad!¡± came the voice of Merlia from behind. Arcturus turned to see that she and Lyyreth had come walking over among the crowd.

    ¡°We''re goin ta be spoiled afta our stay here. We feast every night! We best have out fill before we hit da road again!¡± laughed the dwarf, slapping Lyyreth on the side of his hide.

    ¡°Well take it easy Cordenth, we don''t need you hurting yourself any more than you were.¡± Arcturus said turning to leave Lyndis and the others to themselves, ¡°See you later.¡±

    He wandered through the damage town for quite awhile. If he had to guess it had been for at least two hours. His eyes traced along the damaged buildings as he walked that people were going to have to rebuild after this. He was reminded when Dread Flame had attacked, and all the damage the city had to rebuild after that whole ordeal. He stopped to look through the trees at the rays of sunshine leaking through the trees. He stood there deep in thought, thinking to Garroth. He thought to the look his friend had given him, and how it had pained him to draw a weapon on a friend. While Garroth was in the wrong place, his friend was truthfully trying to save him. He ran his hand through his hair as he breathed in deep. He never imagined it would be like this, not when he agreed to help the dragon. How many more friends would he have to choose between? What would happen tomorrow when he lead the attack on his own countrymen? He opened his water skin to take a swig from it. He led the cool water swish in his mouth before swallowing it down with a refreshing gasp.

    ¡°So what are you up to?¡± came the sound of Veledar behind him. Arcturus put his waterskin away. He put his hand to the bridge of his nose, of course the dragon had followed him.

    ¡°I should ask you that. You follow me as if we are attached by a thread.¡± he let out a laugh as he turned to look at the red dragon walking over towards him. The rays lit up his scales, making them look even more beautiful in the light. ¡°Or perhaps you could say you were pining after me.¡± he moved over towards a shady spot and sat down.

    ¡°You have been missing for awhile actually. Merlia is planning more drinking activities with our dragon friends, while Lyndis has spent all her time with Cordenth. I on the other hand was bored and decided to find my favorite human. You should be flattered Arcturus.¡± Veledar held his snout how he did before sitting down beside him. ¡°Besides I deserve a rest after all that fighting today. I think that''s one to add to the tale of the mighty Veledar and Arcturus!¡±

    ¡°No doubt about that, fifty soldiers and twenty four constructs? That''s a damn near feat of strength worthy of song.¡±

    ¡°Or three¡± the dragon grinned, putting his snout into his paws. ¡°Still be glad to get out of this stupid forest, can''t wait to actually be going towards my destination rather than all these detours.¡±

    ¡°They call these things called side quests.¡± Arcturus laid back, and breathing in deep. ¡°It is all part of being an adventurer. I am sure Lyndis can tell you all about it.¡±

    ¡°Well they should do away with them.¡± Veledar snorted, blowing some dirt around. ¡°I don''t have all the time in the world you know.¡±

    ¡°Well that''s weird to say, as you fave waaay more time on this realm then any of us.¡± Arcturus laughed at the dragons impatience.

    ¡°And I don''t want to waste them on side quests!¡± Veledar hissed, than sticking his tongue out at Arcturus.

    They sat and talked for awhile about the days excitement, describing each others deeds with such flattery, one would think they had done deeds of legend. When they had finished with that they decided to spar with one another.

    ¡°Besides, you and I have not actually fought¡± Veledar laughed, as he started leading Arcturus to the forest floor.

    ¡°Besides the first time of course?¡± Arcturus grinned.

    ¡°Oh that hardly counts, you brought a whole damn platoon to attack me.¡± Veledar waved dismissively.

    So they went at it, sword, claw, shield tail. Although it became quite apparent that both of them were not going all out. It kept going, until Veledar tripped him with his tail. Instead of taking advantage of it, Veledar just stood their laughing at his antics.

    ¡°So that is the way we are playing than¡± Arcturus laughed, standing back up.

    They went at it again, and to repay the dragon he waited for the right moment. IT came when Veledar spread himself to far in a lunch, so he used the dragon''s weight against him and toppled him with a correct application of his shield.

    ¡°So the mighty have fallen¡± he laughed, standing there just as the dragon had done.  He watched Veledar stand back up, his blue eyes not wavering from him. They seemed to be filled with... uh oh.

    ¡°That''s it!¡± Veledar snarled playfully as he pounced at Arcturus like he had done in their wrestle. Both tumbled, got in and out of several pins as Arcturus began to notice something he had not before. Veledar was much lighter than he typically was, he had thought it was the dragon was drunk before, but now was not the case. The dragon was going easy on him, he must have made himself lighter! They tumbled around on the ground as he tried to feel Veledar like he had done before in the sky. He tried to focus on it like he had done with magic, when practicing with his eldritch blasts, except he pictured Veledar. There he could feel the magical presence of the dragon as they tumbled again, it was hard to describe but it was like having a feeling in your gut. He reached out with the feeling and connected himself to Veledar with a tether. He imagined the earth pulling Veledar down, the dragon slowing and becoming weaker.

    Veledar than gave him a playful nip strong enough to draw blood. ¡°Hey!¡± he shouted as he used his strength to toss the dragon below him. He held the dragon down and soon had him pinned.

    ¡°Hah I have bested you Veledar!¡± he said with a triumphant smile.

    ¡°Nonsense I can break your......¡± Veledar struggled beneath his grasp. He wiggled all over but despite this could not get free. ¡°WHAT IS THIS?¡±

    ¡°Times up, I win!¡± Arcturus cheered, standing up and holding his hands up in victory. ¡°And the crowd goes wild as Arcturus has bested the mighty Crimson Sky!¡±

    ¡°How could this be...there is no way you could have...¡± Veledar''s blue eyes suddenly squinted, ¡°What did you do?¡± the dragon stood up, stretching his limbs one at a time.

    ¡°Its a spell called hex that I read about in that book of yours. It sapped your strength, figured I would use magic if you did.¡±

    ¡°I used magic to make it easier for you!¡± Veledar snorted.

    ¡°Well that is your own fault, you still lost.¡± Arcturus laughed, crossing his arms.

    ¡°Is that so?¡± a mischievous smile coming to the dragons snout.

    ¡°Veleda..aaahh¡± Arcturus shouted as Veledar pounced on him. This time however he was much heavier than he was before. He struggled in the dragons grip but in hardly any time the dragon had him pinned to the ground. Veledar lowered his face painfully slow towards his face, so that it was mere inches away from his own.

    ¡°Don''t dare you roar.¡± Arcturus struggled, as Veledar just gave another grin.

    Veledar than let out another roar close to his face. However Arcturus did take note it was not as loud as he had done the first time when they had been in his mothers lair.

    ¡°There now we are even.¡± Veledar got off of Arcturus, thumping his tail on the ground. ¡°The crowd turns against the human, as Crimson Sky takes his rightful place as champion!¡±

    ¡°even? You caught me unawares, that was hardly fair¡± Arcturus dusted himself off as he stood up, using the dragon as leverage.

    ¡°Just like a certain paladin did in my cave?¡± Veledar lowered his eye towards Arcturus, and raised an eyebrow. Arcturus could just see the smile in that eye, even if he was not looking at his friends snout. ¡°This was fair o dearest Arcturus.¡±

    ¡°So you admit I was fair when I beat you in your cave the first time?¡± Arcturus cupped the underside of the dragons head as he chuckled. He watched the dragon''s pupil widen in realization at that statement.

    ¡°Curse you Arcturus¡± Veledar squinted his eyes. The dragon backed away slightly, and Arcturus noticed that his tail had started to sway like it usually did before the dragon pounced. Arcturus decided to run as the dragon bounded after him with a push from his mighty legs. Although this did not last long, as Veledar was much faster than he was. With a pounce and a great laugh, Arcturus found himself once again beneath the dragon. Who stared down at him with the look of victory on his snout. Thankfully though Veledar did not seem to want to roar.

    ¡°Happy you got that out of your system?¡± He laughed, holding Veledar''s right foreleg with his own hand.

    ¡°Yes actually, very much so.¡± laughed the dragon, ¡°I think I like seeing you underneath me, pinned and helpless.¡±

    ¡°Don''t get used to it, I typically have weapons.¡±

    Veledar than collapsed softly on the human as both erupted in laughter, as if to a joke only they understood. They spent the rest of the day roaming the forest, practicing spells, eating, and enjoying each others company. This lasted until the sun began to set, the nightly festivities began to take hold in the village. Arcturus had returned to his room and taken off his armor. With a quick prestidigitation from Veledar his clothes that were covered in sweat were now pristine clean. With a smile he had gone out to join his friends. The festivities seemed to be going like normal, well at least normal for this place. Merlia had yet again beaten Lyyreth at drinking.

    ¡°It''s not my fault¡± the dragon had hissed, as his tail moved and knocked over an empty chair. ¡°dwarves seemed to be made of alcohol!¡±

    ¡°Dun worry bout it ya baby, we will toughen ya up!¡± she had laughed, ribbing Lyyreth with her elbow.

    Lyndis had spent the evening with Cordenth, who had taken the advice of taking it easy. The dragon had not drank a drop of ale, wine, or any kind of alcohol. Hell he was not even overly loud, or rushing in any movement he took. When the music started up he turned into a  human with dark green hair with yellow stripes in it. He had apparently had conjured up some elaborate green clothing with golden designs of trees stitched into them. Than he and Lyndis began to dance once again as Veledar watched with eyes filled with jealousy.

    ''Come on Veledar, I will teach you how to dance if no one else will.¡± he said, holding out a hand to the dragon. ''I mean I can only teach you the guys part of it, but you can watch and feel how it goes.¡±

    There wasn''t even a reply by the dragon, as he instantly transformed into his humanoid dragon form from the night before. Veledar grabbed his hand firmly. They went to the dance floor and Arcturus started to show him how to do it. Veledar wasn''t entirely bad but he kept on stepping on Veledar''s boots with a ¡°Sorry¡± quickly followed from the dragon. Veledar was certainly doing better than he had the night before with Lyndis, he figured the humanoid body must have helped with the dragon''s coordination. Arcturus let the music guide his dance with the dragon as they carried around the hall. Their eyes met briefly in between Veledar looking down to check his feet. He had that feeling from before in his gut.

    ¡°Am I doing well?¡± Veledar asked, after having not stepped on Arcturus'' boots for five whole minutes.

    ¡°Yes your picking this up quite well.¡± they spun around, holding hands. Once again their eyes locking to one another. Heck he almost got lost in those blue eyes for a moment as Veledar just gave him a predatory grin.

    ¡°Good, yet another task  to be mastered by me.¡±

    They continued to dance the night away, losing track of time. They only stopped when the music had ceased playing.

    ¡°There that should have you covered for a bit¡± Arcturus said, grabbing a glass of water and taking a swig from it. ¡°You happy now Veledar?¡±

    ¡°Yes¡± the dragon smiled, than with a poof he had returned to his normal four legged self.

    The night wound down until everyone could barely stand. Arcturus was the last one to bed if the empty hall was any indication. Arcturus looked to the empty tables, Merlia was passed out on one of them with a tankard in each of her hands. Arcturus dragged his feet towards the dark inn, through its solid doors, and climbed the stairs slowly. He did so while clutching the railing as if his life depended on it. He fought his eyelids to stay open. ¡°Why had I stayed up so late¡± he wondered, than remembered, ¡°oh yes, because everyone had kept dragging him into conversations.¡± He made a mental note to not do this again any time soon. He figured that when Veledar had gone to bed, that might have been a sign to go to bed as well. He gave a big yawn as he opened his own door with a creak, he was greeted to the familiar scene. Veledar was curled up on his bed with what looked like a large enough spot for him to squeeze into the dragon''s arms. ''It''s easy¡± he thought, ¡°all I have to do is head to Veledar''s room, and I can finally sleep by myself.¡± he tried to move but found himself unable to turn around, ¡°Than why can''t I move my legs?¡± He shrugged and yawned again, finding moving towards the dragon was easy for him to do. He squeezed into the dragon''s arms. Upon his entry he heard the dragon give a sigh as he was held tightly in his arms. He felt at ease, being held by the dragon. He felt his heart beat a little faster as he snuggled the dragon. He closed his eyes, and fell asleep to the sound of Veledar''s heart.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 10: Mutual Affection

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 10:Mutual affection</u>

    Lyndis strode beside the green dragon looking as tough as a castle wall. Or was putting on an act. She could tell between her glances each time he winced, sparingly itching at the scar running across his chest. Her heart ached as she remembered the crimson mess, how his breaths had come shallower and shallower. She rested her hand softly on his scales as he led her away from the village. The path before them was being created with each stride of the emerald drake¡¯s paws. Trees were unwinding themselves, flowers were bending, making a clear way for the near silent pair. Cordenth sighed, taking in a long drag of the cooler air, slowly stretching out his wings. Her heart fluttered as he stretched his neck out, giving her a sweet smile. When his eyes caught hers looking he tilted that snout to the side, raising a scaly ridge.

    ¡°What are you thinking about?¡±

    ¡°About how brave that was of you today." She tenderly smirked, enjoying the warmth of her cheeks.

    He happily nodded, closing his eyes in a smile. ¡°Ah. I see, replying my heroism over and over again in your head? It was never my intention to leave such an impression!¡±

    ¡°Oh is that so?¡± She smirked, chucking how he casually shook his neck. Like he was trying to feign his interest, or delight. He was practically bouncing for the next few strides that she thought he might leap into the very air. ¡°My dear Cordenth, your heroism would¡¯ve been that much brighter if I was a pudgy merchant unable to roll away from a cumbersome harpoon. I¡¯m trained to fight against worse odds. You were an absolutely daft fool. Keep that up and you¡¯re going to end up dead.¡±

    ¡°Course. That¡¯s what Croesus said.¡± His good cheer died, a dark shadow seemingly wrapping around him. His voice turned sharp, like that of a blade.

    ¡°Still funny the way he talks to you.¡± She tapped his neck, laughing about how the white gryphon had the made the larger dragon squirm. How as that onyx beak clacked back in such a fury that she thought the green was smaller than a dog.¡±

    ¡°He¡¯s always had the privilege. Either he doesn¡¯t care about mother¡¯s wishes or she delights that he can make us so squirm. He¡¯s been there since we were little.¡±

    ¡°Bit old for a gryphon isn¡¯t he?¡±

    ¡°You could say that.¡±

    ¡°I think you brought him up to detract from the conversation.¡± She pressed her arms together, like she was praying to the green armored drake. ¡°To hide that you wanted a helpless maiden to go save. Oh how brave you were Cordenth!¡± She pretended to faint. ¡°Oh help me Cordy. Help me!¡±

    ¡°Of course,¡± The dragon grumbled, tossing his gaze away towards the darkened trees. The green about his frills was now nearly hunter green. He growled, dragging a talon across the softer dirt. ¡°I never meant to doubt your skill. I only wished to repay you for saving me at the temple. Besides.¡± He tossed her a withering glance. ¡°What do you expect me to do? Watch idly by while a lady is about to get skewered.¡±

    ¡°Skewered?¡± Lyndis had to laugh at how pompous he sounded like. ¡°We have very different notions of what real danger implies. For you, the bigger the better, but in my case, something as little as a poison dart can-¡°

    ¡°I know. It¡¯s just that¡­someone had to help you." He sighed, sounding like more defeated than before. "Even if you didn''t need it.¡±

    ¡°Exactly. What you did was more stupid than brave.¡±

    Cordenth swished his tail slightly to the side as he looked to her with his sunflower yellow eyes. Within them she saw the magnificent sky, shimmering stars twinkling before her. There was no malice, irritation, only a wanting need, a truth she¡¯d only seen in too few people over the years. When you adventured like she did, it was rare. The people not trying to get something out of you. Was it all that bad? Her hand snuck out as if guided by the gods, scratching at his leathery like chin.

    "Hey. I want to add that even though I could¡¯ve handled myself, what you did for me was nothing short of heroic.¡± His low grumble tried to push off her words but she brought it lower, stepping closer with a sigh. ¡°Just try not to get yourself on the brink of death next time we fight together.¡± Her hand snaked along the bottom of his neck, feeling how his heart tickle through his scales.

    "Heroic, is it?" He held his snout up, his frills twitching. "I have not been called heroic before. How strange. Such a nice ring to it is it not? Fits me perfectly." His chest swelled with his next few steps, his head rising in a rather regal way. He rumbled in the back of his throat, a frilled tail swishing behind him joyously like a green snake.

    "Oh no. What manner of madness has taken hold of me?" she playfully smacked his scales, "I¡¯ve seemed to have ignited the fuse of a most menacing beast. Please for the love of the gods don''t turn into a second Veledar on me."

    "Oh, I don''t think any of us would benefit from that change. Me least of all" The dragon snorted, pulling back his head with a wrinkle creasing his snout. A pink tongue snaked out, like he¡¯d tasted a rotten pie. "As big as the world might be, it can only handle a single one of those dragons." Cordenth flared out his wings to take in a gentile wind against his membrane. His most enchanting scent swirling about Lyndis¡¯ senses. Seemingly pulling her closer, to lean up against him as they walked. They only got a few dozen paces before he stopped, suddenly noticing her proximity. He looked down with such a timid smile she thought he was no longer a dragon, but a teen too embarrassed to talk to those of the opposite gender. He smiled with a hiss, turning to the canopy of leaves above, watching them seemingly shiver in the wind¡¯s caress. ¡°How I enjoy tranquil the weather had been for the past days. Do you get snow in Drenedar?¡±

    ¡°Depends on where you go.¡± She rolled her eyes at the small talk, off handedly mentioning how she snuck away from her guardians to build things with magic. She¡¯d make forts and pretended to have adventures, not to mention explore the countryside around her home atop wolf back. How the smell of a hot drink had brought with it such comfort, a reprieve from the icy chill that snuck into her bones. Cordenth nodded along, sharing about he and his brother¡¯s antics. How they used to camouflage themselves about the snow with spells. He all chuckles about one time his brother had been a rabbit, shifting at the last second to leap upon his then startled form. ¡°So, the trees never change?¡± She caressed a waxy green leaf, not even a sign of the coming autumn about them. ¡°Yet you get snow.¡±

    ¡°Our mother prefers to keep the forest green and timeless. She¡¯s old fashioned like that.¡± The dragon resettled his wings against his back as he resumed his slow walk, silently placing each paw slowly in front of the other in a graceful manner reminiscent of a lord. ¡°I think it¡¯s more of her obsession of liking to be in control.¡± He sighed, ¡°Even the seasons bend their will to the Emerald Lady.¡±

    Lyndis took in his form, settling upon his darkened scales from his snout to frilled tail. His eyes seemed to wink in the moon light, his gaze never breaking from the still forming path. The rogue wondered if the ness keeping them here had predicted her son¡¯s heroics? She had told him to stay, to obviously avoid whatever had transpired, but he¡¯d gone anyway. ¡°Why did you jump in the way for me? I mean, is it just because I helped save your tail back at the temple? Deal for a deal?" She raised an eyebrow at him, and she smiled as he would not turn to her, and how his paws shifted from side to side. Like he was keeping something buried beneath his scales. Come on, you stubborn little hatchling. Admit you took a fancy to me.

    "W-well you see... it¡¯s partially because you¡­I mean to say you¡¯re..." he stumbled through his words like a trapped field. "Y-ou are really, I mean really..."

    Laughter burst out of her like an old dam. Even as she blushed and felt butterflies swarm inside her. "Oh Cordy, Cordy, Cordy. Whatever shall we do with you? Crush on a mortal? Your mother will die of shame:¡± She sighed, shaking her head.  ¡°Don¡¯t fret your scales none. I won''t tell anyone... Though if you ask me, I think it''s only natural to have a taste for princesses." She wrapped an arm around his forelimb, leaning against his scales. She found it rather cute, even as he didn¡¯t look away, simply stammering with ever green frills. Where they ever going to go back to normal with her around?

    "What?¡± He pulled away with a dismissive snort of air, batting his paw at her.¡± A crush on a half-elf? That¡¯s not¡­normal," he stammered, chuckling nervously in his throat. "I¡¯m a dragon! Feeling that way about a mortal is-"

    ¡°Improper?¡± Lyndis smirked. ¡°What about the maidens that slept the night over in your cozy little cave? Was that improper too, when you dressed them up like princesses, charmed them with tales of bravery while your tail sneaked up from behind to-"

    ¡°That¡¯s not how it happened.¡± The dragon hissed, picking up his pace until she gazed upon his swaying tail and haunches. Did he seek an easy way out of this rather embarrassing situation?

    But Lyndis was not about to let him have it. She raced to his front and looked him square in his eyes, hands on her hips. ¡°I know how to read a face, scaly or not. Out with it.¡±

    ¡°Out with what? I just said you¡¯re likable, alright? You have this¡­this aura.¡±

    ¡°First time I had someone compliment my aura,¡± Lyndis smile, pressing the palms of her hands onto her chin. ¡°Now tell me. It can¡¯t be worse than taking a harpoon to your chest, damn it.¡±

    ¡°But it is. I never had to¡­¡± the dragon sighed. ¡°I do not do this often. Please. Is there no way to avoid all of this?¡±

    Lyndis shook her head. She just stood there, arms crossed her arms, giving the dragon a knowing smirk. She watched him still try to not look at her as he fidgeted with his paws.

    "Y-yes I have a crush on you, alright? Are you pleased now to have gained the dragon¡¯s favor?" He finally settled his eyes onto her. "It¡¯s a lot more than a favor though¡­you have been very sweet to me from the beginning, and nice when your red companion was nothing but snarls and narcissism. Plus, you saved me. I¡¯ve never had someone risk their life for me before." His tail curled around his form, "Even if you did yell at me that one time."

    ¡°Oh, I never yell without a good reason. Anything else?¡±

    ¡°Well¡­I quite like your gear.¡± He poked a bit at her clothes with a claw ¡°I believe I already spoke plenty of your skill. Now about your look, I find you to be rather..¡± he coughed the last bit into his claw. ¡°pleasing to the eye,¡±

    "Oh really?" she replied with a happy croon. "Did you just find a veiled way to tell me I¡¯m beautiful?"

    "Well, how could I not?" He lowered his snout. "I mean your radiance is stunning... In many ways, you remind me of the greatest emeralds that I have stashed away...er¡­ what I meant to say is that you are the most interesting individual I have ever met. Denies what makes her for all intents and purposes above her peers, yet¡­ driven to adventure and far simpler things. " He gestured to the tree line, "Not to mention you agreed to wander about the forest with me."

    ¡°Only because there¡¯s nothing else to do in this forest.¡± Lyndis said casually. ¡°Unless you have a pub of seedy individuals hidden within your scales, wolves to ride about your trees, or possibly a thug to outwit or three.¡± She casually shrugged, avoiding how his head cocked to the side, eyes ever widening the longer he looked at her. He suddenly gasped, perking up with excitement dripping about his speech.

    "You have a crush on me too, don''t you!"

    "Well wouldn''t that be ridiculous.¡± She waved him off with a laugh, though ignoring how her cheeks flushed to life. ¡°Two little lovebirds destined for each other? Do you really believe in this sort of crap? I¡¯m more realist than that. We just met, Cordy... To already be pining over one another is just over the top, like something taken straight out of a fairy tale." She tried to sound convincing, but the look he was giving her said he wasn''t buying it. Not with the way he smirked and swished his tail.

    ¡°For a rogue you seem quite bad at lying," He rumbled, carrying after her with a bounce in his steps.

    ¡°I¡¯m good at lying about things that matter.¡± Her eyes rolled as he nosed at her with a happy trill, noting how she hadn¡¯t denied it entirely.

    ¡°Don¡¯t¡­make that sound again.¡± She turned around, cursing her disobedient cheeks. Couldn¡¯t they hide how her heart thumped quicker with each moment he was closer to her? The dragon of course did it again, only this time he had the audacity to rub his scaly snout along her cheek like dragons used to when they greeted each other.

    ¡°Oh, come on. What am I, a dragon in disguise?¡± Lyndis chuckled, trying in vain to push him away. ¡°You¡¯re rubbin about me like our dire wolves.¡±

    ¡°Mrrrmm, a wonderful green perhaps.¡±

    ¡°Am I that transparent?¡± Lyndis¡¯ chuckles turned into an all-out laugh.

    Cordenth pulled his snout back, wrapping his tail around his form. ¡°So, whatever shall we do now? The night is young, two beings underneath the canopy of night. With hearts that seem all aflutter about one another.

    ¡°I never said it wasn¡¯t aflutter.

    ¡°And yet¡­¡± He snaked his head round, his eyes but a yellow sea of happiness. ¡°You havn¡¯t denied it.¡±

    "Well..." Lyndis trailed off suggestively. "I think you rescued a princess today." She slipped closer, softly caressing the underside of his jaw. His scales there kissed her fingertips, a delightful warmth running through her arm and ever burning her cheeks.

    "That I certainly did. Although she heavily insisted on how unneeded that was." he chuckled, his eyes locking into hers.

    "Even so, I think if this was a fairy tale, the brave dragon would undoubtedly get a kiss from the princess. Isn¡¯t that right? Or do dragons do things differently?"

    Apart from a twitch of his tail, Cordenth said nothing to her as she moved in closer to his snout. The closer she got, the faster her heart beat.

    "I think I can agree with the ways of your people this time, we prefer to nuzzle and lick. Along the neck is one of the most intima-¡±

    She kissed him on the cheek, one little peck to thank him for his noble deed. When she pulled back a giggle escaped her at the dragon''s expression of joy splattered onto his snout. With his frills twitching and the happy rumbles he was making.

    "T-that was most pleasant." He gave a playful growl in the back of his throat. "Though I thought it was supposed to be on the lips?"

    "That¡¯s a tad further along don¡¯t you think? You¡¯re my rescuer in that moment, not my bloody mate!¡± She pushed away his snout. When it followed her still, she was forced press against his nose, earning herself a teasing lick across her fingers. ¡°Hey!¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m feeling like I was denied by my sharp-tongued princess.¡±

    "Your princess?¡± Her playfully pat on his snout ever widened his eyes. Like he hadn¡¯t meant to say those words.

    ¡°Thousand apologies.¡± Cordenth bowed his head with a sheepish look about his snout.

    ¡°Don¡¯t you worry your cute snout over this. I can be your princess if you want me to. Though only if you go about playing your cards right.¡±

    "I would like that very much, Lyndis...you know, I have something to share too. My name...It''s Cordenth."

    "But I already...¡± she began softly, then understood what he was getting at. Veledar had just ripped his name out as means to humiliate him. Cordenth had no choice back then, wounded and battered under the claws of a mightier dragon. But now? He was giving his name to her not out of necessity, but because he really trusted her with this precious part of himself.

    "Thank you, Cordenth." She hugged him tightly, "I will treasure it too." She let out another pleased sigh when the dragon descended upon her smaller body with another pleased rumble, covering her with his neck in a warm, scaly embrace.

    "It might sound strange, but I am glad you brought a spark of adventure in my mundane life, even if all of it is owed to my mother.¡±

    ¡°Oh, come on. Don¡¯t give her credit for this.¡±

    ¡°She dragged you from the sky. Brought you into our realm. Without her intervention, we would have never met.¡±

    ¡°That¡¯s a funny way of saying abducted.¡± She laughed, ¡°I¡¯d like to think fate would have favored our meeting, even if it happened many years later, in totally different circumstances.¡±

    ¡°You mean an adventure?¡±

    ¡°Yeah, I tend to move around a lot,¡± The half-elf patted his neck reassuringly. ¡°But I¡¯m glad it happened sooner rather than later, as long as we just forget about the second part of it. Deal?"

    "Deal." Cordenth stretched his neck up and looked up into the sky for a moment. "I have an idea..." He turned his head back towards her with a smile. "Would you like to fly?" He gestured to his wings as he began to unfold them, his frills twitching excitedly.

    ¡°Carrying me again?¡±

    ¡°No.¡± He snorted, patting the ground softly with his paw. ¡°Properly this time, on my back.¡±

    "Are you sure you¡¯re okay with me riding you?" she put a hand on her hip. "It literally took Arcturus over a month and a near-death experience for the dragon to warm up to the idea of what most dragons might consider¡­undignifying."

    ¡°Those rules don¡¯t apply to princesses,¡± Cordenth stuck his tongue out.

    Lyndis should¡¯ve slapped the silliness out of his head for even saying that. However, she could not deny the excitement that started to build in her chest. The memories of Veledar''s flight surfaced in her head, bringing her back to that wonderful voyage through the clouds. Except this time, she had an entire dragon for herself. ¡°Hold on.¡± Lyndis cut in. ¡°What if your mother-¡°

    ¡°Not her decision,¡± the dragon interrupted her just as swiftly, curling around and offering her a place between his wings. "Here. Climb up. I¡¯ll be gentile I promise.¡±

    Lyndis shrugged as she grabbed hold of the dragon''s shoulder and pulled herself up. Around the base of his neck her leg went, getting into a proper position. It felt like how she had ridden dire wolves back home bareback, although, he, of course, had the frills lining his neck. Thankfully they folded down for her, otherwise it might have been a tad uncomfortable for him to put up with something big and hard constantly pressing down upon them.

    "Please be careful. There is no saddle back here." She fell slightly forward and wrapped her arms around his smooth neck. ¡°Nor any fur for me to grab hold of.¡±

    "Don''t worry, Lyndis." Cordenth replied with a smile, "I will be as gentle and graceful as one of your little kitty cats." He spread his wings wide in one motion, easily covering the path she was on.

    ¡°That fills me with reassurance.¡± She almost rolled her eyes as she remembered how pesky said kitty cats could be. ¡°Any special destination in mind?"

    "You will see princess. I assure you it will be worth your time." Cordenth shook his wings swishing his tail behind him. "Now hold on!" He flapped his wings and pounced into the air. With his next wing beat they pushed towards the canopy, dodging branches, vines, and other flora that bent away from his wings. Within a few seconds, Cordenth broke through the crown of the forest.

    Lyndis stitched herself to his warm scales as the wind dragged its icy claws through her clothes. She hugged him ever tighter, squeezing shut her eyes as he dipped a wing and started a turn. The forces of both ground and sky assailed her at the same time. Holding on for dear life, Lyndis just tried to focus on what little warmth she was getting from his scales, and not on the imminent feeling of slipping towards the earth.

    "How are you?" His concern filled voice came moments later, pulling her out of her anxious thoughts. "I did not mean to frighten you." She felt him flap once again, making her tighten her grip on him.

    "It''s not your fault." She uttered, "It''s just the lack of a saddle that makes the flight more¡­exciting." She imagined her knuckles were white at this moment from how tight she was holding onto the dragon. When she felt him level his wings and enter a glide, she chanced a peek towards the ground below. She looked down from the back of the emerald scaled dragon to see a patchwork quilt of dark green spread out all around them. It rose and fell like the waves along the sea, broken by dark shining mirrors that were lakes and ponds. Clouds flowed out above, like vast grey rivers brought to life by the moonlight shining overhead. Stars and black void created the river¡¯s edge, thousands of twinkling lights fighting off the cold about her bones. She sighed, relishing at this opportunity. Not just to relish in this sight alone, but share it with another. Her tightened grip even wavered as he maintained his glide.

    "How are you feeling now?" He arced his head back. ¡°Feeling more brave?¡±

    Lyndis took a deep breath of the cool air, letting it rest deep in her lungs. She met his eyes, blushing from his careful look about him or the wind she didn¡¯t know, or hardly care in this moment. ¡°Tad better.¡± She laughed, trying to keep her composure.

    "I promise you won''t fall. On my word as a dragon."

    "I trust you." she nodded.

    ¡°Then let¡¯s go take a closer look shall we?¡± Cordenth dipped a wing, causing her to clutch at him tighter than before. However, this time, she did not close her eyes. He swooped down closer to one of the many watery mirrors, mindful of the trees that lined it like a protective wall. Though as he neared they bent as if to his will, making room for them like two lords before wooden peasants. With a mighty back-wing, the dragon slowed his descent and softly landed on his hinds. "Here we are." he chuckled as he fell on his fours, trotting over towards the water with a happy sway about his haunches. When they were near the water¡¯s edge he lowered himself, easing her dismount. "How was the flight, dear Lyndis?"

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    "Certainly not too bad for my first bareback flight." she slid off smoothly and softly to the ground. She nudged his scales softly with one of her elbows. Dragon who took me flying was kind of cute, so it made up for the fright he gave me."

    "Cute?¡± The dragon kneaded the ground with his claws as he swung his head up high, and swished his tail. ¡°Is that truly the best word you can find? I¡¯d have thought a more regal word would have sufficed.¡±

    "Brave, handsome, but cute to boot! Oh yes, you¡¯re very cute indeed... Now why did you bring us here, Cordy?" She gazed out towards the twinkling lake before them.

    "Well... If you know the right time of night." He turned his head towards the bright moon above, "and you know the exact spot¡­" the dragon settled onto his haunches, curling his tail around them both.

    ¡°Do I get to change into a dragon?¡± Lyndis chuckled as he pinned back his wings.

    ¡°Oh, sadly not, but you do get an enchanting view of yet another one of my favorite places.¡±

    Lyndis took a seat beside him, not minding the latent chill of the grass from below. ¡°So, is there more to this place, or you¡¯re just trying to impress me yet again?¡± She smiled as she felt his tail flop till it was around her slowly, as if he was trying to do it without her noticing. The damned dragon was trying to be romantic!

    "You know¡­ some might think you¡¯re trying to be romantic, Cordy." Her knowing gaze met his own, prompting the dragon¡¯s frills to quiver as he looked away.

    "How so?"

    "Really now?" She gave him a smirk with a cocked her head. "The night sky to gaze out into, the beautiful lake." She pointed to his tail that was slowly getting closer and closer. "And how you are trying to wrap your tail around me?"

    His tail suddenly flopped away like it had been wounded.

    "What...no... I would... never." He snaked his head back down towards her. "Although if I were..." he snapped his head to face the lake, as it seemed to suddenly explode with light.

    Multiple brilliant balls of illumination rose up from the lake¡¯s surface. Vibrant reds, enchanting greens, tantalizing yellows, every color of the rainbow could be found among their glowing number. In unison they started to spiral above the water like little serpents, leaving a magical trail in their wake. They would turn, rise, fall, and swish around in myriads of wonderful ways. They swirled around, getting closer and closer towards them, as the lights seemed hell bent on painting everything in sight with their colored trails.

    Lyndis jaw dropped as she took in the myriad of swirling lights. It was like out of the fairytales she¡¯d skimmed during her younger years, an enchanting scene she¡¯d have usually scoffed at. Words had failed her as she watched in amazement, only ever met with a warm glow. When a green snout appeared in her periphery she turned, losing focus of everything that wasn¡¯t him. Most folks had tried to win her favor by spouting family blood lines or putting on giant spectacles about how great they would be, but this was sweet.

    "Cordy¡­this is¡­¡±

    "Yes?" He smiled, his tail rustling closer.

    "T-this is beautiful!" she reached out to touch a trail of light once one of them spun right past her. I have never seen anything like this..."

    "You really like it?" he asked softly.

    "Cordy, I absolutely adore it."

    The dragon leaned in as the lights spun around them, like they were curious about what she and Cordy were up to. Her heart raced with every breath of the crisp air mixed with his scent. In the glow of the lights, his scales blazed with the most beautiful nuances that she had set her eyes on.

    "You know....as beautiful as the lake is... There is something even more beautiful in my eyes."

    Lyndis fought the chuckle that built up in her throat. That line was infuriatingly corny, but with him looking at her ever so fondly, she let him have it. She let the dragon delight in the warm feelings brought by her words while she giggled and reached out to caress the underside of his snout. "You know.... I¡¯m not very picky when it comes to my garb. A rogue takes what they¡¯re given, but green had always been my favorite color."

    "You mentioned that before."

    ¡°Who says I can¡¯t say it again?¡±

    ¡°Lyndis Kuxion¡­you truly are the most enchanting woman I¡¯ve met¡­¡± The mischievous dragon licked along the side of her cheek with a warm rumble.

    Lyndis felt everything else melt away. The sounds of the forest dulled, the lights faded, even the slight chill had been driven away by the blanket of warmth that fell upon her. She pulled away and they just stared into each other¡¯s eyes. She felt her face grow warm as she watched the stars twinkle ever so beautifully in his.

    ¡°I am most glad you came into the forest."

    "That¡¯s the second time you say that tonight," she laughed back, carressing his chin with a petite hand, watching his frills twitch slightly on the side of his head. "I will say again Cordy¡­that I too am glad we¡¯ve found each other. You¡¯re not anything like the bully that lured us into a trap."

    ¡°And you¡¯re not a heartless bounty hunter that earns her living from selling us in pieces on the black market.¡±

    ¡°The killing is Arcturus¡¯ job. I just do the shipping once Veledar¡¯s done chopping you up.¡±

    ¡°R-really?¡±

    ¡°Nah,¡± Lyndis burst out when the dragon¡¯s eyes widened. ¡°What sort of twisted stories have you heard as a hatchling? We¡¯re just a band of clueless adventurers tied together by the ego of a singular dragon. I¡¯ll consider myself lucky if we even manage to get into Entis undetected.¡±

    ¡°That seems dangerous. Are you sure the reward is worth the risk?¡± The dragon inched his snout closer to her chest as he curled around her.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know yet¡­¡± Lyndis stared out into the distance while she caressed his jaw. ¡°Past his ego, buried deep beneath the century-old humor he flaunts around, Veledar is a noble dragon. One that already sacrificed his life for the man that was supposed to deliver him in chains.¡±

    ¡°Arcturus? Why didn¡¯t he?¡± Cordenth rumbled happily under the playful treatment of her fingers. He pushed into her hand to demand scratches along his neck.

    ¡°Change of heart,¡± Lyndis smiled at Cordenth¡¯s pleasant trills. ¡°We all had once we got to know the true Veledar. You might too, as long as you don¡¯t step on his proverbial greatness.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯d rather know more about you.¡± The dragon nuzzled along her arm until, with one long exhale, found refuge against her chest.

    ¡°That¡¯s a long story to ask for,¡± Lyndis started to caress his warm frills. ¡°What do you want to know?¡±

    They stayed like that for quite some time, pressed up against one another, sharing their past experiences. They spoke of time since passed. Of people they knew and warming tales that had kept them smiling through the years. She shared of friends still waiting back in Drenedar, ones that hadn¡¯t sought the freedom and call of adventure. He spoke of only times spent within this place, the trees that seemed all too like family. Though despite his growth within here he knew it was his time to leave. Longing for the whisper of adventure like she¡¯d been. She smiled as he wrapped a wing around her and looked to the stars above.

    "Would you like to retire once more to my cave?" he lowered his snout after a time. "I did not mean to steal your whole night.

    "It¡¯s alright." Lyndis whispered. She ran a hand across his pebbly scaled face, threatening to get lost within his brilliant yellow spheres. She thought back to the previous night, and the feeling of safety, warmth, and how loved she had felt when he had held her tightly against his chest. "How could I say no to an offer like that? Especially when being spoken so politely?¡±

    "Not worried about any funny business?" he raised an eyebrow, chuckling in the back of his throat.

    She gave him an amused grin as she playfully smacked his cheek. ¡±

    "I can be quite... mischievous." he replied quickly, licking her right across the face with his dark pink tongue.

    "Hey! And I know!" she pushed his snout away with a giggle as he let out another deep chuckle. ¡°And if I catch your tail going somewhere it shouldn¡¯t gods help me!¡±

    "What if you give it permission to go to such places?¡± he licked her again.

    "Cordenth!" she screeched, not even fighting him anymore. It was not unpleasant, just different. "W-what was that about?" she laughed as the green dragon retracted his head away with a smirk.

    ¡°Show of affection.¡±

    "If all of them are as wet, I¡¯m not interested," her laughter turned into a chuckle under yet another tongue stroke. She traced his green scales as the dragon crouched low for her and gestured to his back.

    "So come on, the faster you get on my back, the faster we can be snuggling.¡±

    "Whispering sweet nothings to each other I''m sure." She swung her leg up onto Cordenth as she took her position on his back.

    "That does sound appealing." he crooned, spreading his wings wide and wiggling his haunches. "Ready, princess?"

    "Certainly, my loyal steed. Take us into the air!"

    "I am much better than a steed." The dragon wrinkled his snout, giving his wings a test flap on the air.

    "The best of the winged brigade for sure." she rubbed his scales reassuringly. "Now...Please..if you would be so kind, o¡¯, brave and valiant dragon. This princess would like to accompany you back to your cave, and cuddle against you till morning." Lyndis let out a long sigh, already picturing in her mind a green forepaw curled around her.

    "Sounds good to me!" Corenth launched himself into the air, propelling them across the treetops with powerful beats of his lime green membranes. The dragon angled his wing membranes and brought them into a quick turn before once more spreading his wings to glide along the soft currents ruffling his frills.

    "Cordenth?" she asked, her eyes gazing out to the sprawling forest, the sparkling river, and the near endless horizon.

    "Yes?" he tilted his head back slightly to gaze at her with a solitary eye.

    "I¡­I think this...all of this." she gestured to the forest. "Looks far more appealing from the back of a handsome dragon." His maw parted into a smile, bringing life to one of her own.

    "Why thank you." he trilled, his steady flap of wings bringing them closer and closer towards his waterfall cave. "You really know how to make my scales feel all warm and tingly. I feel as though it would even make my scales go red."

    "Feeling bashful, dragon?" She leaned against his neck, sighing in comfort at the feeling of wind brushing against her.

    "Only when a lady offers me such pleasing words." he angled his wings towards the ground and started to circle the roaring waterfall below. He back-winged moments from the ground, touching down softly on the river¡¯s edge.

    Once on the ground, Lyndis jumped off the dragon''s back, slightly disappointed that the flight had been so short. She walked in tandem with the green, resting her palm on his scales as they walked. "So, we all sat down, talked, got ranted at and ordered around by your mother, but what about her other half?¡±

    ¡°Her sister?¡± Cordenth cocked his head. ¡°None. Well¡­None she told us about.¡±

    ¡°I meant your father, unless dragon eggs just happen to sprout from the ground.¡±

    ¡°Like dwarves?¡±

    ¡°Yes. Exactly like dwarves,¡± Lyndis giggled as they moved ever closer towards the dragon¡¯s lair. ¡°I noticed it''s just you and your mother in the forest, and well, I¡¯m curious from whom you got all these good traits.¡±

    "Ah...well... mother can be very affectionate when she wants to. Father is¡­not around.¡±

    ¡°He died?¡±

    ¡°No. We just¡­ never met him." Cordenth''s frills drooped slightly. "Although mother said he loved us very much."

    "Cordy..." she patted him softly. She had not meant to hurt him of course. "I''m sorry for bringing it up...I should have known better."

    "It''s alright," he nuzzled her softly. "Perhaps I will find him one day and do all the things I¡¯ve wanted like hunting, wrestling, or fishing. It will be the happiest day of my life."

    "I hope you do one day."

    "Would you help me?"

    Lyndis stopped with the dragon outside the mouth of his cave. "You know what?" she smiled. "After we go to Entis and get Veledar''s book back... I would love to go find your missing father, becaaause one of the main talents of a rogue is to find things!¡± She chuckled at the way Cordenth mimed a genuine look of shock. ¡°Did your mother ever mention where he would roam around?"

    "Not really," he wrinkled his snout. "But I will make her tell me even if we must come to claws over it," he growled in the back of his throat. "She will not be keeping that from me any longer."

    "Well¡­ when you do, Cordy¡­." She caressed his snout, heart rapidly beating as their lips almost touched. Scratching his chin, she pulled away, warmth running against her cheeks. "I will be there to offer you my rapier. Seems rather fair."

    He broke away and gave her a soft pleased rumble from his throat. "I would like that very much." he wrapped his wing around her, causing her to sigh and lean into the warmth. "Now come, princess." he deepened his voice to a near growl. "Into the dragon''s lair, we¡¯re heading. Grawwraaarrhhh,"

    "Oh no!" she gave a fake cry, moving along with his insistent push. "Not the dragon¡¯s lair! What are you going to do to me, you monstrous beast?" she pressed herself closer against his scales, as he brought her to his bedding once more.

    ¡°You¡¯re about to see¡­¡± the dragon rumbled happily. ¡°Here we are, my fair lady.¡± He curled his neck around, joy ever glowing in his eyes. ¡±What is your desire?¡±

    Lyndis¡¯ eyes went back to the chest of undergarments. ¡°A nice hot bath and a proper set of clothes.¡±

    "Did you just say-¡° His frills turned a darker green.

    ¡°Not the kind of tongue bath you have in mind, my dear.¡± Lyndis scooted over to the chest. ¡°There will come a day when I will play the role of a hatchling to you, but right now, I am a princess, and a princess must be properly dressed if she is to join her charming captor. It will only take a minute.¡±

    "Oh, of course," he held his snout up with a grin. "It is the proper thing to do, after all." His chest swelled as he rose up, pinning his wings to his back.

    "You¡¯re just a fountain of good manners, aren¡¯t you?¡± she traced his neck with her hand, causing his eyes to close and a soft purr radiate at her touch. "You purr?" she giggled.

    "Only when I am touched by your delightful hands." he mumbled, his tail slightly fidgeting. When she let go, he strode over to his bed and once more laid down while Lyndis busied herself with the chest.

    She picked out a darkened brown dress with green stitching, and had off-white frills by the arms and neck. She laughed internally as she held the thing out in front of her eyes. It was hideous, but in a nice sort of way. She had always loved the frills of clothing, although she would never tell anyone that. It made her look like a desert topped with whipped cream.

    ¡°What do you think?¡± She moved it aside to look to the dragon that was looking right at her.

    He tapped a paw, eying her up and down. With a nod he rumbled. ¡°No other could make a finer choice.¡±

    ¡°Really? Cause you got a lot more stuff down here.¡± Lyndis chuckled. ¡°Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯m not like those princesses. Why, for one, they¡¯d scream with fright if they even caught you peeking at their undergarments.¡±

    ¡°I-I wasn¡¯t-¡°

    ¡°It¡¯s alright if you¡¯re curious,¡± she laughed, stripping herself in front of the dragon. She felt her heart beat faster as she heard him give a pleased rumble as each bit of her clothes touched the ground. "See something you like?" she paused, one arm getting into the garment.

    "Yes¡­¡± The green squirmed, his frills ever the darker. ¡°Very much so."

    She laughed as the dragon thumped his tail onto the stone, giving off another rumble.

    "You look like you¡¯re gazing at me like I¡¯m some form of meat." Lyndis commented in the meantime. She pushed her arms into the nightgown and let it fall to her feet. "Should I be terrified?"

    "No," the dragon opened his wings invitingly for her. "Unless you think I''d wish to taste such a fine specimen."

    She froze when he spoke that, as she was right about to take her place within his limbs. "Did you just¡­?" she brushed the awkwardness of his boldness with another laugh. "Cordenth! I was not aware you had such naughty thoughts lurking within that horned head of yours."

    ¡°You¡¯ve been warned.¡±

    ¡°Oh yes, but be careful not to have me unload all my naughty thoughts over you,¡± Lyndis shot back, sliding between his limbs and pressing her head to his chest.

    "Mrrrmmm, I rather like the taste of princess." he chuckled, running his tongue along her face. Even the saliva she didn¡¯t mind when he pulled back, looking so fondly at her.

    She let out a sigh at his affection, burying her face against his chest as the familiar forelimb wrapped around her, pulling her deeper into his comforting embrace. "It feels so enchanting, sleeping here against your chest. One might not want to depart."

    "Then never leave. I will remain more comfortable than any bed you will ever know."

    she sighed again as he draped his wing around her. That''s when she suddenly felt him pull her tighter and jerk his head up.

    "Corden-"

    "Hrrrr." he snapped back in a whisper. "Be quiet...please. Someone¡¯s coming.¡±

    ¡°Who can-¡°She shut her mouth closed. Why was he shushing her? The pulled tight against his arm, unable to see anything but the membranes of his wings. Thankfully she didn¡¯t have to wait long to find out.

    "Cordenth." came the voice of the Emerald Lady from the entrance of the cave. ¡°Come to me. I¡¯ll only stay a moment.¡±

    ¡°Gah.¡± Lyndis hissed. ¡°At this hour? What in the world is she after?¡±

    ¡°Stay here,¡± Cordenth left her alone with another one of his warm licks.

    ¡°Like hell I will,¡± Lyndis whispered, grabbing onto her nightgown and followed after the dragon, her bare feet barely making a sound on the cold stone of the cave.

    "Mother." the green dragon stopped a few meters away from the much larger dragoness, bowing his head slightly under the amethyst gaze of his mother. "What brings you to my cave?"

    ¡°Little one¡­¡± the dragoness advanced towards him with slow, measured steps, her claws clicking gently on the stone floor. ¡°You took a harpoon to the chest today. Is it so strange that I come to make sure my son is feeling better?"

    Lyndis almost choked at the sound of those words. This had to be a mistake. Whoever this creature was couldn¡¯t be the same Emerald Lady she knew. Holding her breath to avoid making the faintest of sounds, she peeked out from behind her hiding spot to watch the large dragoness slowly pad her way further into the cave. Without the purple mist, without the snarls and narrowed eyes. She looked rather normal, and for a moment, she almost believed Cordenth from the other night.

    "I¡¯m sorry, mother. I know I should have listened to you, but I just couldn¡¯t stay idle while Veledar and the others risked their life to protect our forest. We had to do something. I had to-¡°

    "I know, little one." The Emerald Lady slunk her way closer to her apologetic son. Cordenth flinched when her snout met his neck, then released a long growl of relief when, instead of the sharp embrace of teeth, he was treated by the gentleness of a mother. The dragoness nuzzled her way up and down his neck to ease his obvious worries, then moved even closer to shadow him under her enormous wing. Growls came from under the living shelter. Growls that Lyndis could not interpret in any other way but genuine affection between a mother and her son. She was proven right when the Emerald Lady pulled her wing back to bathe Cordenth¡¯s smaller snout with four last comforting licks.

    "Why, mother? What moves such a downpour after days filled with nothing but snarls and orders?¡±

    "I had to make myself understood by these mortals. If anyone knew you and my brother were the soft spot in my scales, they would use that knowledge to harm you. I cannot bear the thought of something like this happen again. If it wasn¡¯t for that bull, you¡­ you could have been¡­"

    ¡°But I¡¯m not, because I chose to put a bit more faith in these outsiders,¡± Cordenth¡¯s tone was stern. ¡°I know you mean well in the end, but the methods you use to accomplish your goals are ancient, mother. You have to evolve along with the rest of the world, or see yourself buried beneath the ashes of the past. Of what could have been if the mortals hadn¡¯t rebelled against us.¡±

    ¡°My son, what you have seen in that temple-¡°

    ¡°Confirms what I already felt in my heart long before you lured the red dragon to us.¡± Cordenth said. ¡°If we can befriend mortals, persuade them to help us instead of hoarding, enslaving, or branding them as lesser, we stand to gain so much more.¡±

    The Emerald Lady turned back towards the exit, staring at the crystalline waterfall. ¡°That is a na?ve way to look at the world, Cordenth. You have known nothing but safety under my wings, but this safety also keeps you unaware of what really happens beyond the borders of our forest. Out there, these lesser creatures slay us by the thousands. Do you think I would allow you to expose yourself to such threats? You¡¯re too young, too innocent to understand the darkness that lurks in their hearts.¡±

    ¡°No,¡± Cordenth shook his head. ¡°Their darkness? What about yours, mother? You, who cursed a man chosen by Bahamut herself, instigated an unneeded conflict that had you marred from snout to tail? You, who remind our willing subjects of all the things their ancestors despised in us with each passing day?¡± The green dragon brushed along his mother¡¯s side, seeking shelter under her wing. ¡°Arcturus saved the red¡¯s life. Lyndis saved mine. Can¡¯t you see? It doesn¡¯t have to be that way anymore. We can stop pretending.¡±

    ¡°I do what I have to for the good of the-¡°

    ¡°Don¡¯t.¡± Cordenth retreated away from her embrace with another annoyed hiss. ¡°You¡¯re not doing it for our family. You¡¯re doing it for yourself! Otherwise you would¡¯ve told me where my father is.¡±

    ¡°This isn¡¯t about him.¡± The Emerald Lady looked at the ground, as if she tried to hold onto something too heavy to share with her son.

    ¡°How can it not be? Are you even aware of how it feels not to know? To wonder if he met his end peacefully or at the end of a hunter¡¯s spear?¡±

    ¡°Cordenth,¡± the dragoness spoke calmly, unaffected by her son¡¯s increasingly louder growls. ¡°It¡¯s late. We¡¯ll talk about your father another time.¡±

    ¡°When? If not now, when? Next week? Next month? Next year, even?¡±

    ¡°He is alive and well. That¡¯s all I can tell you.¡±

    ¡°He¡­¡± Cordenth¡¯s fire started to diminish. Crouching down, he crawled back towards the warm embrace of his mother¡¯s warm embrace. ¡°He¡¯s¡­father¡¯s alive?¡±

    ¡°Of course. I would not lie to you about this. I hope you know that.¡±

    Cordenth broke down into soft growls once he reached her. His smaller snout met his mother¡¯s much larger head, and the two dragons nuzzled each other lovingly for at least a minute before Cordenth pulled his head back and looked at his mother with tears in his eyes. ¡°How¡­how is he? I have so many things I want to tell him¡­¡±

    ¡°And you will. The time to leave your nest is quickly approaching. Who knows? Maybe you will meet him during one of your adventures and make up for all the lost time.¡±

    ¡°You miss him too¡­¡±

    ¡°What? No. Don¡¯t be silly,¡± the dragoness dismissed the notion with a playful shove of her wing. ¡°I had to raise you all by myself precisely because not even the blessing of new life could keep his wings tethered. Adventure is for your father what you two are for me.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯ll find him, mother. And when I do, I¡¯ll convince him to return home so we can all be reunited, like a real family. That is my promise to you.¡± Cordenth nuzzled her reassuringly.

    ¡°That is a blissful dream to have, but please, Cordenth, be careful where you let your wings take you. I would never want to lose you...you and Lyyreth¡­" She lowered her voice along with her once-proud head. "are the world to me..."

    "T-thank you..." Cordenth embraced her within his forepaws, sharing yet another tender moment with his mother. ¡°You¡¯ve brought me great comfort tonight, mother. I¡­I love you, even we do not always see eye to eye."

    "I love you too, Cordenth...never doubt that...no matter how it may look in front of these outsiders."

    "I understand," he replied sheepishly as the Emerald Lady perked her head to look around, nostrils twitching with interest.

    "What is that...hmm." A smirk grew to her snout as she reset her wings against her back. "I better let you return to your slumber. It will be good for you to heal after what had transpired."

    Lyndis moved behind the stalactite that shadowed her form. Curses! Did she just catch her scent? The half-elf already started to form plans on how to deal with the potential repercussion for her unbound curiosity.

    But nothing happened. No retribution came. As calmly as she strolled into the lair, the large dragoness stood up on her fours and turned to leave. It felt like this was a dream, the Emerald Lady acting so affectionate. She would have never believed it, if she did not just see it with her own eyes or heard her words with her own ears.

    "Have a tranquil night, mother, and thank you for your visit, brief as it might¡¯ve been. We need to spend more time like this."

    "I know. Good night, Cordenth." The dragoness made her way back to the cave entrance with long swishes of her tail, only stopping once to look back to her son with a grin. "Who knows, Cordenth? Maybe you will be a king one day."

    "Me? King?" Cordenth asked softly, as his mother left without another word, chuckling in the back of her emerald armored throat.

    ¡°Sounds like your mother has big plans for you.¡± Lyndis chuckled once the dragon enveloped her with his warm wing.

    ¡°I wouldn¡¯t be surprised if these plans are tied to your royal lineage, princess. Even I could smell your scent as if you were standing next to me,¡± the green dragon nuzzled her playfully. ¡°

    "So, what if she knows? Are you ashamed of having me in your cave?" she asked softly, still not releasing the dragon¡¯s head from her embrace.

    "Nonsense." He nosed her gently, causing her to laugh as he snorted warm air onto her. "I just.... don¡¯t want her to stick her nose in all my affairs."

    "You know, I keep wondering. How in the world did you come from her? You seem nothing like the scheming version of her."

    "We did have her servants to help raise us. Perhaps they had more impact on our development than she did? Like father, mother finds herself taken with her own agenda far too often."

    "Hmm¡­I guess we all need something to keep us going. I can¡¯t see myself turning down a chance at adventure either."

    "Lyndis?"

    "Yes?" she looked up to the dragon''s snout as he looked down onto her.

    "Your little mission tomorrow. The one with the fort?"

    "It''s not exactly little, Cordenth." she wrinkled her face.

    "Regardless. I will be going with you tomorrow, I''ll even drag Lyyreth along."

    Lyndis smiled up at him, not exactly surprised, but still touched by the dragon¡¯s benevolence. "You¡¯re willing to..." she ran her hand along the scar on his chest. The scar he had gotten saving her. "Risk your life again?"

    "Can''t have the brave princess go into battle without her emerald knight."

    "You¡¯re my knight now? That¡¯s a big leap from the lazy lizard we found lounging on that rock," she laughed.

    "Why not? I have armor, I am rather handsome, and I saved my dearest princess today!"

    "When you present it like that..." Her hand found his lowering jaw, his scent inundating her senses. How her heart raced, her head felt all fuzzy. How he looked to her with such radiance, she couldn¡¯t turn away. ¡°Would love for you to accompany me.¡±

    Like they were pulled together by a string she kissed him right on his pebbly scaled snout. His rumble tickled her heart, as an overpowering heat burrowed into her bones. Everything else melted away as her eyes closed, drifting away to the pleased sounds coming from them both. Why it was so intense she had no idea, but she loved every second of it. They held the kiss for several more pleasured filled moments of bliss as she rubbed his jaw. She pulled away finally and they just stared into each other¡¯s eyes. She felt her face grow warm as she watched the lights flicker ever so beautifully in his yellow slits.

    ¡°Well..¡± He rumbled, licking across her face, ¡°That was most enchanting.¡± They both chuckled together as he extended a wing, leading her back to his nest. Once they settled in, Cordenth laid his head beside her and pulled her tightly into his warm embrace. She closed her eyes and sighed, as she felt him wiggle his tail and breath in contentment. She drifted off in his warm blanket, wanting to be no where else.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 11: Preperation

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 11: Preparation</u>

    Veledar was having a nice dream. Nice from a dragon¡¯s perspective anyway. He was circling high in an endless blue sky, enjoying the wind kissing his wings. Down below he saw hundreds of soldiers of various races trying to pelt him with their tiny little crossbows. Veledar laughed as he was soaring too high for them to even hit reliably. He swooped in and strafed some of his fire. His red-orange inferno spreading forth to incinerate the little soldiers before him in a chorus of screams. He spied Arcturus among the soldiers, surrounded by dozens of enemies, bashing them with his shield and retaliating with swift slashes of his glowing sword.

    Veledar roared in anger. How dare they even try to kill HIS human.

    The dragon swept down to catch a soldier in the head with his tail. The man fell to the ground with a thud. He then sliced two others with his claws, easily ripping into their flesh and spilling their blood onto the field. He planted his hinds into the back of another, crushing the man before smacking aside a dozen all to reach Arcturus. Once there he whipped his tail around, and proudly stood beside HIS human, roaring out a thunderous warning to the others. Teeth bared, Veledar prepared to slaughter anyone foolish enough to continue with their attempt to murder either one of them. The soldiers hesitated for a moment, bringing satisfaction to the dragon¡¯s savage snarl. He saw them give each other looks of confusion and grip their weapons tightly in their hands. Then, instead of running, and much to the dragon¡¯s delight, the men foolishly charged once again with a battle cry filled with false courage.

    Well, I did warn them. Time to show these gnats why you don''t mess with Veledar, or HIS human!

    Veledar pounced on the first man, ripping his head clean off his shoulders with a slice of his claws. He opened his maw to incinerate five others. Fire licked at their pitiful bodies, and they collapsed to the ground screaming.  But he was not finished with these foolish mortals. Lighting danced around his blood stained claws. He unleashed it like a flowing ribbon, it¡¯s power rippling through the air like a wave. It cascaded from person to person, like a web of brilliant white light that connected them all for a fleeting moment. Those so bound by the light twitched, gasped, cried out, falling silent in the next second after. With the lights passing each man fell to the ground,smoke rising from their burned husks, never to rise again.

    The others were quickly dispatched by Arcturus. The human was pretty good with that blade of his. With its shining light, it seemed to slice through the soldiers¡¯ weak armor with ease, and when he wanted to, it would explode in an even large burst of light. This attack would radiate around those next to the target and send them flying back onto the ground. Veledar felt his chest fill with pride at HIS human.

    Wait¡­ am I blushing?

    Veledar shook his snout and focused on finishing off the remaining soldiers. When they were finished, both were standing there with looks of satisfaction on their faces, breathing heavily. Veledar looked at his scales to see some scratches and places where the humans had drawn a little blood, but were hardly a concern to him. He swiveled his snout to Arcturus to see that his armor was dented and beaten in several places. Veledar got closer to him and they embraced one another in a hug. Veledar even draped his wings over the human, forming like a little tent that he and Arcturus found refuge in. Veledar closed his eyes, not imagining anything else on this earth that would make him happier. That''s when he saw a bright light suddenly fill his vision.

    Oh, Manticore¡¯s bottom, of course it¡¯s a dream.

    * * * * * * * * * *

    Veledar yawned as the thrill of the combat melted away from him alongside his dream, only to be replaced by the waking realm. Veledar opened his eyes, focusing on the sunlight streaming calmly through his opened window. Everything seemed to be like it was when he had gone to bed, that is, until he felt something currently stirring within his arms. Arcturus was still held firmly within his grasp.

    Well that certainly is a new development. The dragon resisted the urge to rumble his approval, slowly stretching out his tail frill.

    The human was snuggled against his raising chest, his eyes closed and still clearly asleep. Veledar just looked to him, and focused on how adorable the human looked right now. To think at one point they might have killed one another. How strange the strands of fate could be.

    Veledar looked out the room¡¯s window, out to the softly rustling leaves from the breeze, wafting in the pleasing scent of the trees. He closed his eyes and enjoying the serene moment, the birds tweeting softly in the distance. He sighed, kneading the human still in his grasp, glad he hadn''t snuck out this morning. Thoughts of getting up and about occurred to him, to rise up and get started with the day. But that was dashed away with another sigh, flopping his head down to nuzzle the pillows beneath him. Scales rubbed against linen as the dragon rumbled, softly holding the human tighter.

    It¡¯s not like I''m in a rush anyway.

    Veledar sighed as he felt Arcturus heart beat in his smaller chest. It felt right to have the human here with him. Not as stuffed animal replacement, or even to keep him safe. Was he growing fonder of him? What a most interesting thought. He wondered what the human would think on the matter. If anything, his friendship was treasured far beyond other mortals he¡¯d met. Course that number couldn¡¯t exactly be that high. He cuddled with the human for untold minutes. Truthfully, he lost track of time, content to linger in this pleasurable act. However all good things had to come to an end. Arcturus started to squirm within the dragon¡¯s warm prison of scales. The dragon groaned of disappointment, thumping his tail in a most defiant manner.

    I guess it''s time to get up.

    Veledar let go of Arcturus and slunk to the floow with another tongue-curling yawn. He groaned as he stretched as much as the room would allow him to, growling with displeasure as he would have to stretch his wings, tail, and neck outside. He curled back towards Arcturus, who was still half asleep on the bed. Veledar nosed the human lightly to get up, insisting on his waking. If he had to rise, then so did he.

    "I don''t want to get up." Sleepy hands pushed against the dragon¡¯s nose, but the red wouldn¡¯t be deterred that easily.

    With a roll of his eyes the dragon returned his insistent snout, almost rolling the man over. "It¡¯s not like I¡¯m eager to get out of my nest, but if I¡¯m not sleeping the day away, you¡¯re not either!" he hissed.

    "Well this is quite a change of schedule." Arcturus sat up, stretching out his arms. He groggily stood up, failing to fight off a yawn. ¡°You¡¯re up first.¡±

    Well we certainly think the same on this matter.

    Veledar chuckled to himself, "I was just saying the same thing, and yet it was not the first odd realization I made this morning."

    "What was the first?" Arcturus cracked his back slowly, from the base to the top.

    "Oh, nothing important," Veledar lied as he scratched his head with his a wing tip, "Don''t let it trouble you. Now, I don''t know about you, but sleeping works up my appetite.¡± He titled his head to the side, licking at his snout. ¡°What has the innkeeper prepared for us this morning, I wonder?"

    "Wow.¡± Arcturus laughed, crossing his arms across his chest. ¡°You¡¯re prime example of how lazy dragons can be. By the time this quest is through, you¡¯ll have forgotten to hunt. Too used to being pampered. Are you being domesticated?"

    Veledar scrunched up his snout at the mere thought of that.

    That couldn''t happen¡­ could it? No. Of course not! Veledar shook his head off that ridiculous idea. He spun around read to lead his human downstairs. He was stopped by a pair of grasping hands along his scaled tail.

    "Watch the tail please!" Arcturus laughed.

    Veledar curled back to realize he¡¯d almost whipped Arcturus with his tail. The amused looking human regarded him a smile. He wiggled the scaled appendage free, bringing life to his draconic pride.

    "Well perhaps you should¡¯ve taken the initiative and led the way instead of the big cumbersome dragon," Veledar held his claw to his chest. ¡°I¡¯m huge. What¡¯s¡¯ your excuse?¡±

    ¡°Hungry.¡± Arcturus mumbled.

    ¡°That¡¯s one way to get out of a debate,¡± He led Arcturus out the door into the hallway, and down the stairs to the alluring scents of garlic potatoes, and some bread stuffs called wallaces.

    Or were they called waffles?

    Another drag of the pleasing air brought with it the tantalizing aroma of cooked venison. Veledar¡¯s maw begin to water at the mere thought of sinking his teeth into that fresh, succulent meat. The innkeeper greeted him with a smile. Veledar just nodded towards him, trying to focus on not knocking anything over with his tail. Luckily the tavern had prepared for him, moving most chairs and tables clear away from him. He¡¯d have thanked them for being so considerate, but he was dreadfully hungry.

    He plopped down near the others. Lyndis and Merlia were already there, digging into their food.

    He turned to the barkeep, rubbing at his growling stomach."I would like my meat raw this morning, kind sir,"

    "Why in bonnie blazes would ya want it like dat?!" Merlia spat, stabbing down her fork and snapping to him in quite a huff. "When dey go slavin away ova a hot meal!"

    "Ask Arcturus. He can tell you why." Veledar said calmly. He watched Merlia turn to the paladin with a look of confusion on her face.

    "I may have suggested he was too pampered and much too used to cooked food." Arcturus sat down in a chair next to Veledar, ordering a plate of the food being cooked.

    "So why in blazes did you do dat den? Now I gotta put up wit him eatin raw meet at da table! Dat no way for a proper dwarven lass ta begin ¡®er first meal o¡¯ da day," Merlia took an angry sip from her steaming coffee, grumbling a plethora of curses into the steaming brown liquid.

    "If you don''t like it, you can always see yourself removed from said table." He grinned wiggling his tail, flexing the tan frills. ¡°I can help with that.¡±

    "Leave, he says," she pointed her thumb to him and laughed to the others, "Ya and pass up on da adventure of a lifetime? No tanks,dragon." she sighed, "Guess I''ll haf ta just manage while ya scoff dat down."

    "I guess you will." He internally praised himself for that small victory while he waited for his delicious meat.

    It did not take long for his food to arrive. Thankfully, although Merlia looked disgusted by the assortment of bloodied pieces piled on top of a large silver tray, she offered no complaint. To reward the dwarf¡¯s silence, Veledar ate his meal swiftly, but not too quick as to not enjoy the flavor of the meat. Talk soon broke out between his companions over what spells to prepare for the mission of the day, what gear to bring, all boring things for a being already equipped with the sturdiest of armors. He mentally chuckled to himself as he needed none of that to summon magic from his claws.

    Yet another things dragons excel at over mortals. Veledar sighed in fulfillment.

    He did follow them out to the training area so they could go about preparing their spells. Each of his companions sat down and meditated on the spells they were going to be using. Arcturus had a different way of course, doing his morning poses with his sword. Veledar slightly fidgeted as he felt the boredom growing in his limbs. He decided to inspect the book that he had given Arcturus so he could use the spells. Veledar leafed through it, reading the spells briefly. Magic Circle, Cure wounds, detect magic, all pretty dull stuff to him. Although something caught his eyes. There was a picture of a sword on fire under the spell titled elemental weapon.

    Now wouldn''t that be something amazing for a dragon?

    He pictured himself with his claws wrapped in flames, or possibly enchanted with ice magic. He grinned at the idea. Tail twitching with rising excitement, the dragon set the book back down, and looked to Arcturus, who was still doing his poses.

    Well if everyone is still busy, I am going to stretch my wings a little bit.

    The red dragon spread his wings and bolted into the sky, spearing through the verdant canopy like a bolt launched from a crossbow. He looked down to the figures of his friends, growing smaller and smaller, then turned his eyes towards the countryside to see what could be the large city of Entis, a small speck on the horizon. Veledar flapped his wings and did some turns, banks, dives, climbs, each one associated with an excited heart and rumble radiating down his throat. He roared his happiness, and when he had gotten his fill he angled a wing, and let the morning currents guide him back to the training area below. He let his paws touch softly on the ground, mentally praising himself at how careful he was. To his shock the girls were still kneeling in their meditation.

    "Are you not done yet!?" He exclaimed, getting two eyes filled with daggers at his impatience.

    "Well, I am done if you want to do some more flying." Arcturus walked towards him, stowing his sword within its scabbard.

    Of course it was Arcturus. Who else would cheer him up?

    "I thought you would never ask, Arcturus. How can I ever get tired of flying?" Veledar smiled as he led Arcturus back to the inn to retrieve his harness. In a few minutes, with the human''s help, Veledar had the harness secured on his body. He stood proudly outside the inn after Arcturus had mounted up.

    "We going up there, or are you going to stand around looking pretty all day?" Arcturus teased, but Veledar of course knew how to give it back to him.

    "You think I''m pretty now?" He spread his wings giving the human much more of him to gaze upon, briefly glimpsing the small redness on Arcturus'' cheeks. That made him rumble his approval.

    ¡°Just bloody fly, you silly reptile.¡±

    ¡°If you so wish!¡±. With a mighty flap of his wings, the dragon spiraled them above the canopy in a matter of heartbeats. Together they soared over the viridian tree-tops, rolling like waves along an emerald sea. Arcturus cheered, pumping his fist into the morning wind as Veledar joined it with one of his mighty roars.

    "I don''t think I will ever tire of this!" Arcturus shouted as Veledar began doing maneuvers once again. He opened his maw in a smile as he felt the human''s joy. After all, it tended to be quite infectious. He found it hard to believe that a two legged, wingless being, even one as skilled as Arcturus might like flying more than he did, but with Arcturus cheering and shouting, Veledar had all the proof he could ask for.

    "Don''t you dare tire of it, Arcturus! We will make a dragon out of you yet!" Veledar shouted, his voice dripping with happiness. He did some turns next, then ascents, descents, and lastly a barrel roll. The entire time he kept asking Arcturus what to do next, hoping that the human would learn to predict his flight path simply by the movement of his muscles. Arcturus did a fine job at it, only getting the answer wrong a clawful of times. However, after that, he got every one of them right, much to Veledar''s amusement. They flew over the forest for at least half an hour, before the dragon brought them back to the training area. Surely the girls would be done now.

    He touched the ground softly once more. Crouching low with his paws, he allowed Arcturus to dismount him easily. He faintly hoped they were still preparing their spells, so he could get in more flying. He looked over and, to his disappointment, both dwarf and half-elf were done with their spells.

    "Finally! Ya two makin¡¯ us wait da whole day like one o¡¯ dem pampered merchants!" Merlia chuckled, "Mighty rude of ya ta do so, dragon!"

    "How rude to call me rude! If you did not take your sweet time preparing spells, I would not have taken so long." he stuck his pink tongue out at the dwarf. He then turned to Lyndis, "How about you, Lyndis? Are you going to chastise us as well?"

    "Not exactly in the mood for anything too energy draining," the half elf replied calmly. "I am just waiting for our other two dragons to show up."

    "Wut makes ya tink they be comin ta join us lass?" Merlia turned to the elf with a raised brow, tossing her red hair behind her. ¡°Did ya end up bribin ta pampered green lizards?¡±

    "Call it a hunch," Lyndis glanced to the trees with a knowing look, crossing her arms expectantly.

    As if on cue, Lyyreth and Cordenth landed on the training ground with the dull sound of their back-wing filling the air. Dust and dirt scattered in their wake, causing the other¡¯s hands to shield their faces. Veledar took pride in that he¡¯d landed much softer than those two green whelps. He grinned, showing off his sparkling teeth.

    "Bright morning to you, Cordenth. And to you too, Lyyreth,!" Lyndis waved, laughing with a smile while the dragons slunk over, a happy swish about their frill lined tails. "Took your time, didn''t ya?"

    "Well, someone here wanted to spend their morning engrossed in their scrolls." Cordenth rolled his eyes and gestured to his brother with his neck. ¡°Was like he was trying to absorb himself into the parchment.¡±

    "I apologize if my thorough preparation for the mission ahead seems pointless to you." Lyyreth snarled, "You''d think after taking a harpoon to the chest you would be more careful!"

    "Wait. You¡¯re coming with us?" Veledar tilted his head to the side. "Why would you want to do something crazy like this, with us? I mean besides getting the chance to follow me around, learning a few things." Veledar watched Cordenth''s yellow eyes quickly turn to Lyndis, then back towards him.

    Oh. That''s why he was going.

    "We figured you needed all the help you could get, and since yesterday you stuck your necks out for us., we thought it fit to return the favor." Lyyreth raised his snout a little higher. Heck he did not even sneeze.

    Was he actually being more dragon like?

    "Well then, you¡¯re more than welcome to join us, but all the treasure we find is ours." he said sternly. He did not need any more of the hypothetical treasure getting split up any more than it was.

    ¡°We care not for trinkets and baubles.¡± Cordenth butted in with a harsh snort, to which Lyyreth immediately agreed.

    ¡°Very well. So, moving on, did that mother of your say when she wanted to meet us for this mission?" Veledar looked to the sky, and unfolded his wings, "Because I would very much like to get out of her forest and be on my way towards a real quest!"

    ¡°Nothing more real than being thrown into the stinky sewers of the human capitol.¡±

    ¡°If they even have a chamber big enough to suit your swollen head.¡± Lyyreth added to his brother¡¯s jape, their laughter drowning the entire arena.

    "Don¡¯t speak as if you have the power to grasp onto the strands of fate," came the voice of an older woman from behind them. ¡°Even those who possess the skill of farsight only get glimpses of what can be, not what will be. Besides, the imprisonment of this one will not serve our needs.¡±

    ¡°And who are you to speak such elevated words?¡± Veledar turned towards the voice to find the old woman from drakenburg standing there. He could not remember her name, but he knew it started with an L He was sure of it.

    ¡°I am who I¡¯ve always been.¡± The woman stated with a dip of her head.

    "Lida! What wind brings you here? Out of all the places you could practice your craft, this must be the most dangerous of them all,¡± Lyndis gasped.

    "I have heard fables about the elven intuition. Sadly, it appears all of them are nothing more than tales,¡± The woman sighed. ¡°Alas, there comes a time when even the thinnest of veils has to give way to clarity. You may all refer to me as the Emerald Lady now, ruler of this forest and all that dwells within it," Lida¡¯s eyes started to glow purple, shift to slits.

    There was an assortment of whats, hows, and gasps that followed the reveal. Veledar too had to clench his jaws shut to avoid looking silly. He played it off with a paw of the ground, curling his tail around his hinds.

    ¡°I knew it!¡± He stated proudly, sticking a talon at the woman. ¡°I can remember your smell out of a thousand others."

    ¡°Oh, Veledar. Even ten years into the bowels of that wretched hive of scum and villainy would not make you any more knowledgeable.¡±

    ¡°Yeah? Are you tapping into your little farsight there, or is it another one of your divine hunches?¡± Veledar inched his head closer, his trembling lips barely able to conceal his irritation with this impetuous creature.

    ¡°Ask your mother.¡±

    Veledar froze. The flat tone of her voice cut deeper than any other remark she could¡¯ve made. He could¡¯ve snarled at her. He should have done something.

    But instead, he just stood there, stiff, just like that moment when Auron blessed him with her mother¡¯s hoard instead of bringing the dragoness herself back to him.

    ¡°Well, now that one problem is out of the way, let me address the reason for this ungainly shell. I take this form, so I am not swarmed by my possessions when I decide to go for a walk, but make no mistake. Looking like one of you, walking on these rigid two legs does not mean we¡¯re equal."

    ¡°As if we¡¯ll ever forget,¡± Arcturus mumbled, his voice filled with bile.

    ¡°Good,¡± Lida smiled. ¡°It feels good to talk to a man of principle. Perhaps if your dragon would be inclined to show me the same respect, we would not have to resort to needless conflicts.¡±

    ¡°I am not his,¡± Veledar¡¯s hot temper coaxed out the words out of his maw before he even had a chance to consider them. ¡°If anything, he¡¯s mine.¡±

    Lida said nothing. Instead, she just covered her mouth with a hand to avoid laughing at him altogether.

    "What Veledar means to say is that we¡¯re above the concept of slaves.¡± Lyndis cut in.Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings.

    ¡°Oh dear. Have I formed my words in such a crude way to think¡­that?¡± A larger smile crept along Lida¡¯s satisfied face. ¡°No no no. What I¡¯m talking about is a different form of ownership. Isn¡¯t that so, Arcturus? Tell me, how do our accommodations suit you?¡±

    ¡°Ff-fine. They¡¯re good. Accommodable. Excuse me,¡± Arcturus coughed into his fist to mask the stutter of his words. ¡°The room is warded well against the cold, the bed is the best I¡¯ve slept in, and the food is fantastic.¡±

    Veledar knew exactly what she was hinting at, so he stepped in before the witch made another startling reveal. They¡¯d not gotten that close. ¡°Your sons are not swarmed if I recall." Veledar put a paw to his chest, ¡°however, your loyal subjects could hardly get enough of me. It¡¯s such a shame you weren¡¯t there to see how them flock over like gryphlets before their mother. They adore me! By the time we leave a new flag might be waving in their hands. One bright crimson and tan."

    "Such bloated opinion. Be careful not to inhale too deeply, dear. You¡¯re merely a curiosity, and curiosities never last long.¡± Lida waved him off. ¡°Arcturus. You have served long enough to know the burdens of command. And you too, Lyndis, have gotten a taste of what it means to rule, as fleeting as it might¡¯ve been. You two should know this better than anyone. When a queen walks among her subjects, she draws every head, from the lowliest of servants, to the mightiest of dragons, for none other stands above her. Not even¡­her offspring," she gave a large grin, then turned towards her two sons, who were standing slightly further away from her than everyone else. Her grin faded; her voice tightened like a fist. Within her eyes brimmed flames of lavender.

    "I see you two have a rogue¡¯s blood in your veins to disregard my wishes a second time. Explain yourselves."

    Both Lyyreth and Cordenth kept their wings tucked against their sides. From the way they flexed their claws, and the tension burning in their muscles, Veledar could tell something more than servitude burned beneath their scales. He knew it well. The whip of defiance that urged him to follow his dreams. To rise above those who kept his ambitions shackled. Although it served him poorly to have the two dragons openly rebel against their own mother, part of him hoped that Cordenth and Lyyreth would have the courage to fight for their freedom.

    "I can no longer watch from afar how others fight for our home. Veledar fought for us. He bled for a place he owes nothing to, because he knows the value of life better than you ever will," Lyyreth replied first, puffing out his chest.

    ¡°Oh, my poor, deluded son. He fought to save his precious paladin from the curse I placed upon him.¡±

    ¡°Then why did he help us bring the captives back to the village? If he is as selfish as you say, why did he try to persuade the bull to save my brother¡¯s life?¡±

    ¡°He did?¡± Linda blinked, a flash of genuine surprise on her face before her usual confidence regained control. ¡°Because it seems to me that he failed. Isn¡¯t that why you¡¯re all gathered here, eager to embark upon the quest to wrestle the bull from my grasp?¡±

    ¡°Yes, mother. You are right, as always,¡± Lyyreth continued. ¡°But even you, with all your awe-inspiring greatness cannot predict everything. Once the shackle around the bull¡¯s neck is struck, so will ours. We have lived under the shadow of your wings for far too long.¡±

    "Is that so?¡± Lida smiled. ¡°What grand purpose have you suddenly uncovered? Will you just roam the world without anyone to guide your wings? Follow these outsiders on Veledar''s quest, perhaps?"

    "No," Cordenth butted in, stepping in front of his brother. "We will be heading to Rothdell, the nexus of spellcraft, a place far removed from the shadow you cast."

    Silence struck the Emerald Lady, her eyes widening in shock. That didn¡¯t last long before she was stroking her chin, mulling the idea over in her head, her purple eyes glowing as ominously as ever.

    "Very well. Do as wish my offspring.¡±

    Everybody let out a sigh of relief. Even Veledar, as he certainly never expected the Emerald Lady to ever back down from a fight.

    ¡°Is this a test?¡± the twins cocked their heads.

    ¡°No. I speak the truth. To be honest, I have been genuinely curious as to when you would finally leave on your own. But you were right, Lyyreth. I cannot predict every outcome.¡±

    "But you said we had to stay until our purpose was fulfilled!" Cordenth shot out with a snarl. ¡°This has to be a trick. It can¡¯t be as easy as to just-¡°

    "And you stayed!¡± The woman shouted back at him. ¡°You have lingered in lassitude, failing over and over to rip out whatever you desire from the world, like a real dragon should! You acted like one my possessions, so I let you take your destinies into your own paws, as much as I might regret that later down the road," Lida waved a hand dismissively as Cordenth. ¡°This is no trick. When you¡¯ll want to leave, leave.¡±

    "Well, good. It¡¯s like you told the red one. We needn¡¯t come to blows over it," Lyyreth mumbled., shying away from the humanoid and shifting from claw to claw.

    "Now, let¡¯s all finally get to the reason why I¡¯m here right now." The Emerald Lady pulled from her brown cloak a dark grey palm sized stone. She held it out for Veledar to clearly spot several runes etched into its worn surface. They were the draconic runes spelling out the world travel.

    "A rock? Her big plan is a wee rock?" Merlia whispered behind him. "If I hadn''t heard da craziest ting bout dese rocks."

    "It isn¡¯t a mere rock, you stone-headed dwarf," The Emerald Lady boomed with her voice, ¡°Open up your eyes and look. What you see here is a rune of travel. It will take you to its pair, conveniently located near the fort that has to be leveled."

    "So, like a teleport spell?" Lyndis asked.

    "Nothing like it. That spell is too dangerous to use, as any master of shadows should know. This rune allows the user to quickly travel through the fairy realm..."

    "Not doing it!" Veledar interrupted the old woman. The Emerald Lady shot him a look of hatred with her purple eyes. Practically lighting the air ablaze. "I went to the fairy realm once and it had been by far the most scale-chilling, bile-retching, abhorrent experience of my short adventurer life. I¡¯m not doing it again." He defiantly whipped his tail about, stomping a claw down for good measure. ¡°Not in their lifetimes.¡±

    The Emerald Lady just gave an amused look as she caressed the rune within her hands. "Oh, I¡¯d tend to agree if this rune was not of my own design," She held up her hand and waved it around in a circle, "I made this rune in such a way that you will travel instantaneously to the other side. There will be no walking or anything like you and Arcturus experienced in that place."

    Well, now she was talking.

    "Fine.¡± He snorted,¡±For one crazy reason I cannot explain, I believe you, If this thing does all you say, we¡¯re good.¡±

    "Not in their lifetimes huh?" she plopped the stone in Lyndis¡¯ outstretched hands.

    He wrinkled his muzzle, practically growling. ¡°Never you mind.¡±

    "Woah! It¡¯s focking freezing!" Lyndis shouted in astonishment, nearly dropping the stone. "Warn me next time!" The rogue swiftly pulled a hankerchief from her pack, wrapping the stone in it¡¯s clay colored fibers.

    "Was it? I could hardly notice,¡± Lida shrugged. ¡°The process to activate the rune is quite simple, and this will also work for the other one you will find. You simply stroke the rune in a circular pattern and say the words, "Send me". She turned back towards the others, "Now do not take too long. For my gamble to work, you must remember two things that must happen."

    "What would those be?" Veledar cocked his head to the side.

    "One. Act swiftly and strike terror into the soldiers stationed there. Make sure you leave someone alive to relay a message to their king. And two, I would like to infer that you will be burning more of these forts."

    So that''s what she was after. She wanted to lure Arcturus'' buddy and the fleet of airships away from the capital. Scatter their forces and plunge them into a state of panic.Veledar thought it would be funny, to see the vast amount of airships head out to stop these fake attacks when in reality they would heading straight for Entis.

    "I of course wish you luck in the battles to come, although I doubt you will need it. Three dragons and your adventurers?" she cackled slightly, "I don''t think a bunch of steel-wearing peasants stand much of a chance. I doubt anyone there has seen real battle for quite some time."

    Veledar made a mental note to be more calculated in the future. He had to admit, even if he did not like her methods, he respected the strategy behind this plan. In that way, she was a great dragon. But on the other hand, she manipulated them into doing everything for her. He still remembered well what she had done to Arcturus, a memory that wrinkled his snout and narrowed his eyes.

    "Well what are we waiting for? Let¡¯s get this over with," he growled at everyone just standing there talking among themselves, "Let¡¯s do this!"

    "Someone¡¯s excited. How about we get some supplies first?" Arcturus replied, holding up a hand with his pointer extended upward. "It always pays to be prepared for these sorts of things." The paladin then investigated his pouches, souring as if he just feasted on a juicy lemon.

    "Cordenth, Lyyreth? Could I ask you a favor perchance?" Arcturus said, rubbing the back of his neck, "Can you use your pull around here to help us get items? I may find myself a bit short on coin."

    Asking a dragon for favors, Arcturus? That is not going to work the way you want it to. Veledar just looked amused at his friend, that hopeful, kind look in his eyes almost making him feel sorry for being part of the human¡¯s predicament. To his surprise, however, both green dragons nodded in unison.

    Oh, come on! Are you dragons or what?

    Arcturus quickly wrote up a list of all the things they could use on this little incursion. Veledar peeked at the parchment Arcturus wrote on. He spied medical kits, smoke bombs, and Veledar''s eyes widened at the mention of grappling hooks.

    How silly.

    Veledar rolled his eyes. Why need a grappling hook when you had wings, after all? There were a myriad of other things on the list, but Veledar paid them little mind. Thankfully, the two green dragons managed to get most of the things for free from their loyal villagers. Veledar, of course, stopped to say hello to anyone that would give him attention, which was a rather time-consuming endeavor when you dealt with a crowd.

    "Oh, thank you for saving us, great dragon!" one person had said, followed by a "Crimson Sky is our Hero!" Veledar grinned with his white teeth, swelling his chest.

    He only stopped when Merlia started fussing to him.

    "Stop bein a lazy red fire spittin lizard an¡¯ lend us a hand!" she had shouted, turning a tad red herself.

    Despite all the ruckus, they finished their task within the next hour. Arcturus seemed mighty pleased with them as he looked to the items they had gathered. Lyndis was swinging the grappling hook slightly with a smirk on her face.

    "You know we don''t need that, right?" Veledar grinned

    ¡°Wow. How did it not occur to me before? I can just jump over the walls. Or better! Have you teleport me exactly where I need to go!¡±

    ¡°Or you can just be a dragon?¡± the red only grinned further.

    ¡°And who¡¯s gonna turn me into one? You?¡± the half elf shot back, stowing the hook and rope in her pack.

    "No, but borrowing one¡¯s wings shouldn¡¯t be difficult. Perhaps you could convince Cordenth to let you ride him into battle?" Veledar raised one of his eyebrows, as he gestured to the green dragon with his head. ¡°He seems rather enchanted with you already.¡±

    "You think?" Lyndis threw the pack onto her back. "I''ll give him a talk about it when I get the chance."

    "Well it seems we got everything we need." Arcturus spoke up, clasping his gloves together, "I''ve been thinking of a plan to attack this fort."

    "Go in dragons blazing, rush in, roar our arrival, and send them cowering." Veledar grinned, as Arcturus gave him a look that seemed to say "really? Is that the best you came up with?"

    "No, I was going to have Merlia and Lyndis pose as my guards while I do a surprise inspection of the fort, using my status as a paladin."

    "Arcturus, my dear, you have three dragons. How can you even consider the subtle approach? Even the Emerald Lady told us how prepared these people are for our arrival, and she¡¯s¡­you know¡­" Veledar wrinkled his muzzle.

    "Yes, but sometimes you can¡¯t just go in¡­" Arcturus held up his fingers and gave quotations "Dragons blazing,"

    "Wait. I have something. Doesn''t your king believe you''ve been captured by me? The others among your people believe you to be dead?" Veledar cocked his head to the side as he swished his tail back and forth with pride.

    "Yes, but my death must not be as wide spread as we think. The people in Drakenburg for instance barely knew my face." Arcturus stashed a few smoke bombs in his pouch, buckling it shut.

    "Ok lad, say we be gettin in da front. Den we just keep our eyes open for da prisoners?" Merlia asked, counting her arrows.

    "Naturally. I think we can then go about disabling whatever defenses they have. Once that¡¯s done, we offer them a chance to surrender. If they refuse or things go south, Lyndis here can cast dancing lights into the sky, calling in our dragon support." Arcturus gestured to Veledar and the two other dragons behind him.

    "Support? I am reduced to just some meager support?" Veledar moaned.

    "Well, unless you want to go in disguised as a guard, that¡¯s the only place I can put you. Do you think you can keep your concentration while in the fort?"

    "Considering I need the practice, we can call it a trial run."

    ''An¡¯ what if yer trial run sends tings tits up faster den a speedin¡¯ gryphon!" Merlia asked, putting her hands on her hips.

    "If that happens, dear Merlia, and I¡¯m not saying it will, you have three dragons to get you out of trouble."

    "Love your optimism, Veledar, but if these places are in cramped quarters you won''t be able to take your true form. You will be stuck in the skin of a normal human, and, unless you can handle a sword, you¡¯ll go from being the danger to being IN danger."

    "Shut up. I have seen you do it plenty of times. How hard could it possibly be to swing some piece of sharp metal around?" Veledar thrust his tongue at the man like a sword. He did not want to sit by and wait, even if what he was saying made sense.

    "Fine. Fiiiiine," Veledar groaned, "I will wait for your sparkly signal to arrive, as much as I detest it.¡±

    "Oh come now, you moaning hatchling. You¡¯re going to have Cordenth and Lyyreth to keep you company," Lyndis pet the dragon¡¯s flank. ¡°You can all moan and groan together.¡±

    ¡°That¡¯s not a good thing, so please, don¡¯t remind me," Veledar groaned as the two green dragons wore big smirks on their snouts. Veledar narrowed his eyes at the two. ¡°And you shouldn¡¯t get any ideas. This is a serious, potentially life-threatening mission, not a bonding trip.¡±

    "I think he is starting to like us," Cordenth chuckled, stretching his neck into an S, "before, that would have been a snarl."

    "I don''t have to take this indignity." He strode past them with his snout risen, almost smacking their grins off with his tail.

    "Enough about that," Arcturus said, clasping his hands together. "There will be plenty of time for banter later! For now, we have a mission to attend. After we¡¯re done, we can use the stone to transport the prisoners out of there. However, I will be damned if she forces them to become her possessions."

    "Agreed," Lyndis nodded, followed by an "Aye" from Merlia.

    "She already has an entire village of servants to do her bidding. It does not seem right for her to keep getting more." Veledar turned towards the two green dragons, "What about you two? Will you stand with us?"

    They remained silent for a moment. Lyyreth was the first one to reply, You can count on me." Veledar saw the green dragon gulp.

    "How about you, Cordenth? You are oddly silent on the matter." Lyndis asked loudly to the squirming dragon.

    "Hey, I have sided with you at every turn." he shot back. "You do not have to question my resolve now." Cordenth¡¯s snout wrinkled. ¡°My brother is right. We¡¯ll cross that bridge when we get there.¡±

    "Alright. Just¡­you don''t have to get so defensive about it." chuckled Lyndis, patting Cordenth on his side. "Just wanted to be sure is all."

    "Good," Veledar snarled, "Now let¡¯s go get this plan of hers over and done with."

    "Everyone ready?" Lyndis asked, pulling out the cloth-wrapped stone and holding it out before all of them.

    Veledar felt himself hesitate before reaching out for the stone. Against his wishes, his mind traveled back to his trip in the fairy realm, when he only had Arcturus to keep him company.

    Well, here goes nothing. He closed his eyes briefly, hoping that what the Emerald Lady said was true. He reached out with one of his claws and placed it carefully on the small stone. Thankfully, he could not feel the coldness that Lyndis had complained about earlier. Lyyreth and Cordenth followed his lead and placed their black curved claws next to his, practically rubbing up against him.

    "Blazes dat is cold!" Merlia gasped as her finger caressed the stone. She turned to Arcturus, who did not have the same reaction. The human just looked at the stone with a look of curiosity. Veledar figured his gloves probably shielded him from the cold, or at least made it less shocking. In unison they all started moving their claws/fingers in small circular motions.

    "Stone, send us!" Lyndis said, right before a blaze of blue light seemed to spring forth from the stone. Veledar could feel the powerful magic as it washed over his scales. He felt a force yanking him downward. Like he was being sucked into the very stone itself. It started out only small, like a small tug, that suddenly and violently became a great vortex of inescapable fate. There was another flash of blinding light before Veledar suddenly felt like his body was compressed like when he changed sizes. Although there was the added sensation of a great pressure, as if there were two large stone slabs squeezing him together. Rainbows flashed before his widened eyes, nearly blinding him in their radiance.

    He suddenly let out a groan as his entire body felt sick, it reminded him of when he had eaten the dragon bane berries. Veledar tried to move his head to see how the others were doing with this, but when he turned his head, the ever-changing colors didn¡¯t vanish. The nausea passed quickly as he felt a cooling sensation gather about his claws. His vision returned to normal with the fading of the brightness. He looked down to see that his claws were planted on a rolling field of grass, wet with the morning dew. He breathed a sigh of relief as the pressure sensation came to an end. He looked up to find that everyone else was wearing the same expression of relief he was. Cordenth and Lyyreth both wrinkled their muzzles in disgust soon after, complete with Lyyreth starting to sneeze. Merlia fell to the ground clutching her chest, like she was about to retch all over the green grass.

    "Well wasn''t dat da worst!" she gasped out, "blazes, it feels like me stomach is gonna leap outta my chest!"

    Lyndis was currently waving her hand in front of her eyes. "I think I may be blind," she said with a certain degree of nervousness. Then she quickly sighed, "Oh wait, never mind, I guess it just took a while for my senses to readjust to the material world."

    Cordenth just stood there, not moving, constantly blinking his eyes, "Lucky for you. I, for some odd reason, can¡¯t seem to get some spots out of my eyes.¡± The dragon closed his eyes and held a claw between them.

    Arcturus looked to be sweating as he too remained immobile after the travel. His eyes were wide open and looking around at the others. However, besides that, he appeared to be unaffected by the transportation.

    "So how was the travel?" Veledar cocked his head to the side as he took his place beside the human. "Was it anything like before? I just felt sick and saw colors." Veledar rubbed his tan scales.

    Arcturus just nodded in silence. Still looking like he¡¯d seen a ghost, even color had drained from his face. "It was bad in a lot of other ways." Arcturus pressed two fingers on the bridge of his nose and closed them before he put a hand to Veledar''s snout. "Thanks for the concern, I can tell you about it later. I¡¯ll manage."

    Veledar nodded. He of course wanted to press further to find out what was troubling the paladin, but Arcturus was right in that regard. There would be a better time to talk later. Veledar turned back towards the other members of his team, adopting a more confident pose with his head held high. The dragon looked around to find that they were near the a forest¡¯s edge. Although it did not look like the forest of despair, nor could he see the tiny speck of Entis. How far away from the forest had they been sent?

    "Hey! Found another stone!" Lyndis exclaimed, drawing the dragon''s attention. The half-elf had picked up a stone similar to the one they used. It looked exactly like the last one.

    "Are ya trying to cover for droppin it?" Merlia laughed.

    "No, I felt it vanish when we were pulled through that realm. It must have been left behind. The Emerald Lady did mention there was a second stone for us." Lyndis pocketed the stone in one of her pouches.

    "Great. We have the delightful opportunity to travel back the same way. Any idea where we are, Arcturus?" Veledar turned his neck to the human, who was busy scanning the horizon himself. The human had cupped his hands around his eyes. If this helped him, Veledar did not know. ¡°Anything? It¡¯s your country, sire.¡±

    "Yeah, but..." shrugged the paladin, "I have never been to this part of Lumara before. It also doesn¡¯t help that there is a thorough lack of any landmarks for me to identify either." the human then pointed to a small speck on the horizon. Veledar stared at it and focused. It was clearly the fort they were sent here to attack. He could make out the tiny walls, the towers, and specks of people on them. Although from this distance Veledar was unsure of just how big the thing was. Not that it made any difference. More buildings made more things available to burn.

    "Well, we best start to make progress," grumbled Lyndis, "Unless you dragons can of course turn into horses or something."

    "That is within our power, yes," mumbled Cordenth quietly, "Although we just don''t like to assume the shape of such a lowly creature. They don¡¯t even eat meat!"

    "Oh, I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll resist the urge to munch on a handful of grass until we get there." Lyndis gave Cordenth a reassuring smile. "Will be probably hard to see the lights from out here. We may need to change our plans. We might just have to ride you right up to their gates, otherwise they will wonder how even got out here."

    "This is ridiculous. Do you honestly expect me to-¡°

    ¡°Veledar,¡± Arcturus cut in.

    ¡°No!¡± The dragon pointed a claw at the man. ¡°I cannot change into a horse creature, and you, as my paladin, should perfectly understand why.¡± Veledar clearly stated., "I can make myself useful in other ways. Tell me. What will you be having me do? Hopefully you do not suggest I stay here."

    "I don''t think I could get you to stay here even if I were to order you, Veledar." Lyndis laughed, her eyes traveling to Arcturus. "I suggest you shrink down and ride with us. Perhaps small enough to ride on Arcturus'' shoulders."

    "That works." Veledar grumbled. He always hated being smaller than his companions. Although he did internally laugh at the thought of riding Arcturus. How the dragon became the rider. He held a claw to his head and focused on becoming smaller. Thankfully he had mastered the whole process and thus had no need to maintain concentration to hold this form like he did with his human one. He hoped with enough practice he would no longer need to concentrate on that form as well. He opened his eyes as he began to shrink. First, his head came up to stand on the same level as Arcturus'' own. Then it was at the human¡¯s waist, before he finally came down below the human¡¯s knees. Veledar moaned as he stood on the same level as a house cat. He heard Lyyreth and Cordenth give a chuckle from behind.

    "You look cute like that, Veledar. Just like the hatchlings mother told us about when we were about your size!" Cordenth laughed in his throat.

    "Laugh it up all you want, you two. You must become smelly horses, and if that isn¡¯t bad enough, look at all this juicy grass spread all around us. Think you can hold back from becoming grass-eaters?"

    Lyyreth and Cordenth stopped their laughing, their eyes narrowed in realization. For a dragon to be reduced to the level of prey was quite embarrassing. The twins grumbled a few words under their breath as they performed the same claw movement Veledar used. He watched with a satisfied smile as the two started to change shape into horses. Lyyreth''s green scales faded until they were tan, his claws turning into black hooves. His yellow eyes changed to dark brown ones, Veledar chuckled as the dragon''s snout became a pink nose.

    Cordenth''s scales however turned black, all over his body. In fact, every part of the dragon had turned black as he became a horse. Veledar watched in interest as the wings folded in before melting into the once dragon''s back. Cordenth let out a snort of his now horse nose, and looked at Veledar with those now-brown eyes of his.

    "Oh my. Would you look at those shining manes and striking tails!¡± Veledar whistled with fake admiration. ¡°Why, I¡¯d say it¡¯s a vast improvement over your original forms! Perhaps you should stay like for the whole duration of the mission!" he teased, causing both horses to stare at him, probably in anger.

    "Come on, Veledar," Arcturus laughed, gesturing to his shoulders. "Don''t want them to trample you now, do we?"

    "They would have to catch me, Arcturus. Besides,¡± Veledar took flight and flew around the human once before landing on his armored shoulders. "I can fly, and they cannot!" He curled around the human''s neck like a cat, sinking his little claws into the gambeson. Even though he did not like being smaller than the human he was now curled around, Veledar figured it could always be worse.

    I could be one of those horse things. How repugnant.

    "Oy! Are all of ya dense? Wut dey goin ta tink wen dey see da red dragon round your neck?" Merlia pointed to Veledar, raising an eyebrow. "Seems ya plan has a big hole in it, laddie."

    "He can be brushed off as a familiar or something." Lyndis mentioned, waving her hand without a care in the world. ¡°Gods knows theres tons of those. Hell, even I had a cat back home.¡±

    "Yea, I cannot lie like that, Lyndis." Arcturus replied, "My words speak only truth," he said, quoting one of the lines of his oath.

    "Well just say you bested him in a trial, and now he is your companion. You don''t have to reveal he grows any bigger." Lyndis shot back. She turned to the horse Cordenth and mounted up. "Been awhile since I rode a horse bareback. I used to be quite good at it." she smiled. Veledar thought he saw Cordenth smile as well, but that was silly of course. Horses couldn¡¯t smile.

    Ugh. Veledar smelled the horse stench coming from the two previous dragons, and he hacked into Arcturus'' neck loudly. Oh, how the smell was so invasive. So awful. He tried to dig his nose into Arcturus'' gambeson in the hopes that maybe, just maybe the smell of human would overpower that of the horse.

    "Oh, come on, do you have to play your role so well?" Arcturus moaned as Veledar started hacking more into the gambeson¡¯s fibers.

    "Sorry!'' Veledar gasped between hacks, "It¡¯s the smell of the damn horse dragons." He dug his snout further into the gambeson. "At least I can take comfort in riding you."

    Merlia burst out laughing as Arcturus helped the dwarf get onto Lyyreth''s back.

    "Ridin you, he says! O, dats rich!" she let out another deep laugh.

    "I don¡¯t get why you are laughing so heartily, Merlia, it''s not the funniest thing I conjured." Veledar wrinkled his snout.

    "She is implying you¡¯re riding me." Arcturus stated as Lyyreth started galloping towards the fort in earnest.

    "Well yes, I am riding you right now. It¡¯s much more pleasurable than being right on top of the horse!" Veledar shouted down towards Lyyreth.

    Merlia let out another shrill laugh, "Ridin you is pleasurable, he says! Yer killin¡¯ me dragon!"

    Veledar turned around and hissed at the red-haired laughing dwarf. "What is so damn funny you dwarven harpy?" He narrowed his eyes as he heard even Lyyreth give a snort. Which Veledar of course figured was horse laughter.

    "Uhh, riding can mean quite a few things in the common tongue, Veledar. It can be actual riding like you see with the two lasses, hitching a ride on my neck, or¡­something sexual," replied Arcturus, his voice stifling a chuckle.

    "What do you mean? Mounting¡¯s an entirely different¡­oh. OH!¡± Veledar''s eyes widen in realization. Then he held his head away from the dwarf and Arcturus, "That''s still not funny.¡±

    "Oh, but it is if ye haven¡¯t lived yer life in a cave!" roared Merlia, hitting her left leg with her fist.

    "Hey Lyndis, yer never guess what Veledar said!"

    "Hush you!" Veledar hissed as Lyyreth continued across the plains. Veledar soon went quiet as they traveled, focusing instead on the breathing of Arcturus as he noticed with each gallop he gave a little pained gasp. He figured riding bareback on a horse was something that he did not particularly enjoy, and Veledar felt a tad bit of guilt that he could not be the one giving him a lift to the fort. Not as a horse, of course, but flying high as a dragon.

    But nooooo. They have cannons to shoot us out of the sky.

    Veledar narrowed his eyes as he pictured himself ripping each one of these cannon things apart piece by piece. Thankfully, Merlia had reduced her chuckling to small little snickers as they approached the fort. Veledar rolled his eyes as he figured she would never let him live down that little comment.

    "So have you ever been to a fort like this?" He asked as he stretched his neck up to talk into Arcturus'' ear.

    "It looks like the ones we used to have on the front lines in Rothdell, actually." the paladin said in a grim tone. "Looks to be of medium size too." The human held up a hand to point to two large towers overlooking the walls of the fort that grew closer with each trample of Lyyreth''s hooves. "There are most likely two more of those towers, each one housing an energy cannon just like the ones we have on our air ships. Very powerful."

    "Why would they need those? You did say a place like this was for learning." Veledar asked, watching the paladin''s face turn a little pale. He turned his snout back towards the fort as Arcturus grew silen. In the dead center of the fort was an even larger towers than the others Arcturus had pointed out. It however did not seem be a tower that would be filled with energy cannons like the human had said. Veledar focused his eyes to see what could certainly be a loft for gryphons to roost upon. "Is it typical for your forts to have roosts for the gryphons?"

    "Yes, since they like to have everything below them like cats. It''s also useful for them to be up there to use their eyes to spot things for us." Arcturus sighed, as the color had yet to return to his face. Almost on cue, Veledar could make out the form of three gryphons swooping high above towards them.

    "Should we be worried about the little kitty birds?" Veledar raised his snout to watch the gryphons fly around. It almost looked like they were playing. Oh, how Veledar felt his jealousy grow.

    "Doubt it. They are just checking us out. Acting as scouts." Arcturus pointed as the gryphons started to circle back towards the fort. "See? They are letting them know we are coming."

    "Wonderful. Perhaps this plan of yours has more merit than I initially believed."

    ¡°Don¡¯t let Merlia hear that,¡± Arcturus looked over to the dragon with a meek smile.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 12: One Curtain Revealed

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 12: One curtain revealed</u>

    The horse dragons brought the group across the fields at a brisk gallop. The rise and fall of Arcturus¡¯ shoulders a rather soothing pace as the red dragon practically snoozed in the afternoon sun. Who knew the green brothers were so good at emulating horses? Maybe they could do it more often. A mischievous smile came to his snout, mind brimming with future jabs.

    In no time at all they had come to the fort¡¯s dull grey walls. Least twice as size of himself at full height. He narrowed his eyes, catching the signs of little magical lines, signs of magical creation. The stone shifted to a towering wooden gate, wide as the dragon¡¯s wings and properly thick enough to deflect his claws. Above such a imposing gate were two towers on either side, with thick, stone, battlements to deflect attacker¡¯s arrows and the like. Within these battlements were two guards each, with full plate armor and barbota helmets that shined in the sun. They already had energy crossbows unslung, but not yet pointed in their direction.

    Veledar tightened his hold on Arcturus¡¯ neck, letting out a hushed hiss.

    One of the silver guardian¡¯s undid the latch on their helmet , swinging it to reveal his worn face. The grizzled looking man had a large scar over his left eye, and thick stubble garbed the lower portion of his jaw. He looked like was snarling as he held his energy crossbow with one hand, while his companion simply leaned his crossbow over a shoulder, waiting for a cue to use it rather than jump to conclusions like his more apprehensive friend.

    Veledar figured the gryphons had seen Arcturus'' tabard, which might have explained the nervous yet not clearly hostile stance of the guards.

    "Lucky dey not shootin at us," Merlia whispered.

    "Who goes there?" the first of the guards, the one with his face mask off, shouted. Veledar could see spittle fly from the man¡¯s mouth. He wrinkled his muzzle in response.

    "Arcturus Lund!" Arcturus shouted, "Paladin of Lumara!"

    Veledar watched the man look nervously to the armored one, whispering something that he could not quite catch from this distance. The man then turned back and jabbed a finger at Merlia and Lyndis in turn.

    "And what about them? They from Lumara too? Does¡¯na look like it."

    "We''re his hired bodyguards!" Lyndis shouted. "The Paladin here wanted to go through dangerous territory, where every additional set of eyes and arms matters."

    Once again, the man turned to the one with his visor down, whispered something yet again, and then turned back to face them.

    ''Why not arrive by airship, milord? It seems like the safest and easiest option to travel!"

    "I don¡¯t put much faith in such constructs," Arcturus replied with a grin. "I prefer the feel of an animal carrying you from one destination to another."

    The guard turned around and waved at something¡ªor someone¡ªbehind the gate that Veledar couldn¡¯t see.

    "What are you here for, sir? It is most strange to see a paladin this far out, and whose arrival is unannounced!"

    "To burn the fort down," Veledar whispered, barely able to hold back a snicker. Arcturus held up a hand and covered his snout, silencing him for a moment.

    "One of the businesses I have in the area is to inspect your facility," Arcturus shot back, just as Veledar moved his snout around the hand.

    "Inspection?" the man replied, obviously confused. "We were not told about any inspection!"

    "That''s why it¡¯s a surprise," Veledar whispered, rolling his eyes.

    ''That''s why it¡¯s a surprise!" Arcturus borrowed his wit for his own purposes.

    "Hey, that''s what I said!" Veledar nipped the human¡¯s ear. "If you¡¯re just going to copy me, at least let me handle the conversation!"

    "And here I thought you¡¯d feel flattered," Arcturus replied in a hushed whisper, grabbing the dragon and pulling him away from his ear.

    ¡°In that case, can you give us a few hours to verify your identity and the reason for your visit?" the man yelled, "You understand ri..."

    "Ah, where in the bloody bog have my wits fled? You must have had a long and arduous journey, and here I am, talking your ears off. Please, come inside and disregard my crude manners," the guard suddenly continued, turning once again to give a few quick waves to the others inside the fort.

    Veledar turned to see Lyndis holding up her left hand in a cupping motion, making sure to stay at an angle that the other guard wouldn¡¯t notice. She was muttering something under her breath. Some sort of spell, maybe.

    ¡°It is no matter. Like I always say, all is well when it ends well,¡± Arcturus smiled, looking rather proud of himself, clearly unaware of his companion¡¯s assistance.

    If Veledar had to guess the spell Lyndis had used, he would have bet that it was a charm meant to manipulate a person¡¯s emotions, one that either relieved his apprehension or flared his guilt at keeping a paladin of Lumara waiting. They remained outside of the fort for a few minutes longer before a smaller door on the side of the gate opened.

    "And yet I must wait ever the longer to burn this place.," Veledar groaned in disapproval.

    ¡°You will have your chance. Patience is a virtue, isn¡¯t it?¡± The paladin patted his horned head like a placated dog. Veledar snapped at his fingers for the trouble. He was no dog.

    "Just head inside and Bor will lead your horses to the stables." The guard saluted Arcturus before once again fastening his visor on his helmet. Arcturus returned the salute, and Veledar decided to pay it back to Arcturus for stealing his jape and joined in and offered his own salute with a wing talon.

    "You are going to get us caught," Arcturus whispered as Lyyreth started walking towards the gate.

    "If things go wrong, you have three dragons eager to aid you!"

    Arcturus¡¯ jaws tensed. "That doesn''t mean we should not be careful."

    "And careful we shall be. I will try to refrain from doing anything that might ruin this totally made up plan of yours," He gave Arcturus a sly grin, hissing in delight as the human returned it and simply rolled his eyes.

    Veledar turned his snout back towards a smaller door that had opened in the large gate. One that must have been for smaller parties such as themselves. Standing near the door was apparently the guard named Bor. He was a balding human, wearing a soiled tabard with various unknown liquids and smudges of grease or dirt. Clearly, they didn¡¯t want to keep up appearances.

    "I take it you¡¯re Bor?" Arcturus willed Lyyreth over. The vigilant eyes traveling, from his soot colored hair to his dirt covered boots.

    ¡°That I am sir," Bor dipped his head in respect. "Thousand pardons for the appearance, sir. Paladins seldom travel this far out from the capital. Less so for surprise inspections."

    "Sometimes they do, Bor. Am I not living proof of that?" Arcturus snapped, maintaining an air of command as well as thunder in his voice. Veledar started snickering to himself. It was hard not to picture Arcturus as a dragon right now, given his demeanor. The man even recoiled from his presence, as if from a dragon, taking the necessary few steps back as to not invade his personal space.

    "Well then, Bor. You know what your assignment is. I suggest you take very good care of these horses.," Arcturus patted Lyyreth on his neck, causing the dragon to give a loud snort. ¡°They can be quite temperamental at times.¡±

    ¡°Of¡­of course I will, sir. I¡¯ll treat them as if they were my own!" Bor gulped audibly, cheeks turning a shade of crimson. He then turned and led them through the fort, walking at a much quicker pace than usual, eager to get out from under Arcturus¡¯ gaze as soon as possible. Disinterested in the human¡¯s clich¨¦ nervousness, Veledar decided to look around at the numerous buildings within the fort, all made of dark brown wood, topped by gray, triangle-shaped roofs. Banners of brown hung from them, depicting the golden rampart gryphon of Lumara. Noticing Veledar¡¯s interest in the human architecture, Arcturus offered him brief explanations as to what each building represented as they passed them. Veledar absorbed the information like a sponge, having given them no real thought beside their flammable properties. First was the barracks, where the soldier¡¯s slept and relaxed from the wearies of their station. The dragon watched the tired looking people, fidgeting atop his human perch. He was safe right? The alarm hadn¡¯t been raised about him. The dragon sighed, curling his tail around the paladin¡¯s neck and taking a few soothing breaths to calm the ever quickening of his heart.

    Best not worry them too much. Perhaps they think he was a simple familiar. Just a small, harmless familiar. At least until things would go south. Then, they would be in for the surprise of their life.

    "Aviary," Arcturus pointed out next, pointing to the tall, dome-shaped structure that housed the gryphons. ¡°Gryphons  are sociable creatures, so housing them together helps alleviate their loneliness and stress. The conditions may not be ideal, but soldiers need orders, not comfort.¡±

    Veledar looked up to find a grey gryphon lying down on the wooden spires flat top, watching them with his sharp, green eyes. The kitty bird followed them the entire time they were within eye shot of the thing, vigilant.

    "That noisy, rectangular building is the armory. You will find it active at all times, be it peace or war, equipping the soldiers here or the ones in the nearest city. The recreational hall is on the far left, next to the inn, and behind are a set of latrines. I don¡¯t suppose you want me to explain its purpose."

    Veledar wrinkled his snout, hacking in disgust into Arcturus'' gambeson.

    "Oh, get over it. At least my kind has a designated place to unburden ourselves of our bodily needs instead of finding thick patches of grass or foliage."

    "What is dat, lad?" Merlia¡¯s voice broke Arcturus¡¯ concentration, surprising Veledar as well that she allowed Arcturus to drone on without interrupting him once.

    "That¡­would be a prison. Isn¡¯t that so, Bor?" Arcturus asked, pointing him to a rather small looking building. Hardly more than a single room it must have been, made of chipped and scratched stone. If anything, this looked to be the oldest part of the fort! Beneath him, Arcturus¡¯ concerned shutter put him on edge. What was so concerning with what looked like an entrance to a mine?

    "Quite right, sir," Bor said, turning his head to look back to Arcturus, "It¡¯s a bit unkempt, but I reckon prisoners hardly need comfort. Do you wish to see it? An actual paladin might put some scare into them wretches and bring some truthfulness about."

    ¡°That¡­isn¡¯t why I am here," Arcturus sought to put as much distance between him and that vile place. Possibly his was not ready to face it just yet. Veledar frowned as he remembered their first conversation about it, and how Lyndis had yelled at him. He could almost feel the paladin''s heart sink at how callous Bor sounded.

    Arcturus fell silent after that until they arrived in front of a stable. It had many stalls for the horses, with Veledar spying at least six more of the animals from within. Outside the grey wooden structure was a rather large stack of hay. Arcturus dismounted Lyyreth and led him to a small enclosure at the front of the stables, one that already had two white horses within. He patted the horse¡¯s head and guided him into it.

    "Behave," Veledar called to Lyyreth in a mocking tone, who merely glanced at him and snorted in approval. ¡°Or you won¡¯t get any oats at all.¡± He smiled, showing off all his white teeth, flicking his teeth against Arcturus¡¯ neck. He tilted his favor to the human, only getting a withering look.

    ¡°Could say the same to you. Keep it up and you¡¯ll remain here.¡±

    He rolled his eyes, patting the human¡¯s chin with a claw. ¡°And it¡¯s adorable you¡¯d think I¡¯d let you.¡±

    That done, Arcturus remained on the spot, undoubtedly brooding about the prison they spotted earlier. The color on his face had yet to return, his eyes absently darting between the horses.

    "What¡¯s the matter, Arcturus?" Veledar whispered into his ear. He hoped the man wasn¡¯t taking it too hard. Even if what they did was distasteful, that had no bearing on the man himself.

    "All these years, I''ve helped set up places like this one here," Arcturus replied after he looked back to make sure Bor was out of earshot. Thankfully, the man¡¯s heightened manners kept him at bay, making Veledar chuckle at how respect between the ranks of humans worked.

    "Instead of schools and places of learning, I have helped set up interrogation prisons." Arcturus ran his hands through his brown hair and took a deep breath. "I joined the military to help protect the defenseless innocents and to talk sense into the assailants. When defeated, humans are willing to accept any demand if it helps them avoid a capital punishment, and for a time, I believed I was doing what was right. Instead, the people that surrendered ended up in places like this one."

    Lyndis brought Cordenth over and led him into the pen as well, her eyes meeting Arcturus¡¯. Veledar almost expected her to give him an ¡°I told you so¡± look, or maybe rub it in his face. However, that never happened.

    "Well, we came here to do a bloody job. Best we pick up our trousers and get to it," she whispered, then she suddenly raised her voice. "You okay sir? Looking a little pale there! Was it Bor¡¯s appearance?" Veledar chuckled as the rogue tossed the nervous guard a grin, and the man instantly went about rubbing at his tabard with his fingers.

    "Just fine, Lyndis. Truly. It''s just a lot to think about and process all at once." Arcturus sighed, marching over to the guard who was still busy tending to his soiled tabard. ¡°Now that the horses are stabled, I would like a tour of the facility if you please."

    Bor stiffened as he eyed Veledar. "Is that thing ¡®round your neck joining us?" Bor gestured with a greasy finger. It surprised him that it took so long for someone to mention something about him. He was honestly a tad disappointed it didn''t happen at the gate. Was he really below notice?

    Probably were too busy pissing themselves at being inspected by Arcturus.

    "That thing around his neck happens to be a dragon that you don¡¯t want to confuse for a mere familiar!" Veledar growled at Bor, who scratched his head in confusion, smiled, then burst into laughter.

    "Really? It talks? That''s adorable!" Bor then softened his voice and spoke as if he would to a child, "I do not mean to offend you, but I never met dragons of your size."

    "I have never met your like either! It¡¯s all because of this human, who has captured me and keeps me as his slave." Veledar pretended to faint on Arcturus'' shoulders. "He takes me everywhere with him, including the latrine where he unloads his bodily needs!"

    "Do you mind?" Arcturus hissed, color returning to his cheeks. ¡°Apologies Bor. Social skills aren¡¯t his forte."

    ¡°Sometimes he can be a real arse!¡± Lyndis nudged at Merlia, who just chuckled along, making a comment about how small he was. Even the two horses started whinnying in delight. Veledar just eyed them all with cerulean daggers. He¡¯d pay them all back when this was over, mark his words.

    "Oh, sure, no problem," Bor gave Veledar another smile as he took a few steps back. "Should show him off around to the men. They would get a kick out of his sharp wit. Though, is he truly a dragon?"

    "Truly, but he didn''t eat right, so he never grew larger than you see here," Lyndis said, barely able to stifle her laughter.

    "Hey!" Veledar hissed, turning his snout back towards her to bare his teeth, even flaring out his wings in a violent display. ¡°Take that back!¡±

    "He thinks he¡¯s intimidating. It''s so adorable!"

    If his eyes could kill, then the rogue would be six feet under. She, however, just smiled and laughed at his little display. With an undignified huff he flopped around Arcturus¡¯ neck. Lyndis as Arcturus started to follow Bor around for the tour.

    "Take it easy, Veledar. You¡¯re just playing a role, as do us all. Might as well enjoy it," Arcturus said, patting the dragon on his scales. ¡°This is only temporary, so make the best of it while it lasts."

    ¡°Easy for you to say, oh radiant paladin of Lumara who people hold in awe, you don¡¯t have to play the malnourished dragon!" Veledar spat, then ran his snout down onto Arcturus'' gambeson. "Doesn''t make me enjoy being smaller than all of you." No sooner than he said that, his head perked in sudden realization. ¡°I can go inside with you now!"

    "Yes. Thanks for changing the plan. Hopefully you don''t have any more in store for me."

    "You think I''m going to let you go into our enemies¡¯ fortress and get hurt? You¡¯re my way into your king¡¯s castle!" Veledar exclaimed, playfully smacking Arcturus with his claw across his cheek. "Shame on you."

    Arcturus rolled his eyes, and Veledar watched him fight the urge to scold him. However, Veledar knew he was being cute right that second, and the human could not find it within himself to do so.

    Bor gestured them to follow as he led them towards the barracks. "Figured I should first show you around the place in which we spend most of our time," Bor wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. "Though I should first inform the captain of your visit."

    ¡°Don¡¯t,¡± Arcturus moved in front of him to block his attempt. "It¡¯s a surprise inspection after all.¡±

    ¡°As you say. You tell him that when he directs his ire at me sir.¡±

    ¡°Will do.¡± Arcturus rolled his hand, ¡°Now if you would so kindly.¡±

    Bor led them to the wooden door of the barracks. Upon its rough wooden surface was a crude picture of a gryphon, with barracks spelled out in golden letters. Bor opened the door, the stiff thing emitting a nasty creak. Inside the barracks were bunks that lined the walls, neatly arranged and covered in orderly off-white sheets. Trunks sat at the foot of every bed for personal belongings. Bor led them through the area that was relatively spotless, save for the stray article of clothing.

    "See? We¡¯re not an unruly sort ¡®round here, sir paladin," Bor smiled at Arcturus, showing off his few missing teeth in the process.

    "Not particularly tidy either," Lyndis added, pointing out a shirt that was tossed on the floor.

    "Most of us are," Bor tried to save face as his face started to turn red. "But an errant shirt is hardly cause for concern. Say, which place would you like to inspect next, sir?"

    ¡°Aye, but the dirt upon yer tabard would be.¡± Merlia was quick to smile and thrust a finger. ¡°Looks like ya dragged yerself through the mud. Do a bit of wrestling?¡±

    ¡°None of the sort!¡± Bor started to rub his tabard with his hands, cursing under his breath as Arcturus contemplated their next destination.

    The paladin was tapping his foot, rubbing his jaw as those green eyes traveled about the area.

    "Can you bring us to the captain? I figure it''s time I went over my inspection with him¡­personally."

    Veledar watched Bor gulp again upon hearing the last word. He was surprised the human did not soil himself that second.

    "Of course, sir." Bor turned towards the exit, tripping and almost falling over in the process, had he not regained his balance at the last moment. Veledar erupted with hissing laughter, causing Bor¡¯s face to turn brighter than the dragon¡¯s scales. The sweating man led them past the towering aviary, where that same damn gryphon from before sat. When those intense emeralds gazed upon him the dragon to retorted with his pink tongue. The gryphon gave no reply to his gesture, only thumping its grey tuft tail against the wood nonchalantly.

    Veledar shifted his focus to Lyndis and Merlia, who were busy staring at the towers erected around the fort. They were most likely interested in the the energy canons mounted atop the battlements, probably thinking of ways to disable them, should the situation require such course of action. Veledar figured that, out of the two, Lyndis would be better at shutting down the cannons, given her training as a thief and all. Course then again, Merlia could certainly mess things up.

    He turned back to face Bor as he heard the human stumble yet again, this time on a patch of brown earth. Veledar only snickered this time, more surprised than amused at just how clumsy he turned out to be. These were the type of people employed at this prison? Truly the most devilish of places. If anyone else was like this man, than scaring the piss out of them was going to be easy.

    Veledar switched his attention to the building Bor led them to. It was made of stone, much to Veledar¡¯s dismay, and had the same magical cracks present in the walls. It had one window that he could see, of dust speckled glass. Bor strolled up to the door and opened it with a loud announcement.

    "A paladin on an unannounced inspection wishes to see you, sir! Are you composed?"

    ¡°Yes, yes. Bring them in,¡± the gruff voice of the captain sounded from within the keep.

    Bor waved for them to come over and enter the building. Once inside, Veledar got a good look of this man that was referred to as the captain. He sat at a large wooden desk piled with stacks of paperwork. He wore a simple off-white tunic with a brown tabard with clay stitchings. His hand casually swept through his short black hair in thought shortly before his brown eyes lifted from the paperwork he was currently signing with a large blue feathered quill. The man raised his head to reveal that he had a large mustache under his nose, one that looked as if a large, bushy caterpillar had simply decided to take a nap there.

    "Do come in, ole chaps!" the man said, dropping his quill and standing up to greet them.

    It immediately became apparent that he was much shorter than Veledar''s companions. In fact, he was much shorter than all the mortals he had seen walking around the fort for that matter. Veledar figured he barely measured half his height while in his true form and with his head held high. The man stretched his hand towards Arcturus, which Arcturus promptly shook.

    "Always nice to meet a paladin, although a tad bit surprising, I must admit!" Veledar saw Arcturus try to remove his hand after a few moments, but the captain seemed to hold firm and extend the handshake for a few more awkward moments.

    "Name¡¯s Bertram Therus! However, you probably already knew that. So far out here, us folks tend to trade formalities for familiarity."

    "Arcturus Lund. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." Arcturus then pointed at Merlia and Lyndis, introducing them in kind.

    "And who is this little bugger?" Therus asked, getting his face a little too close for Veledar''s liking, who attempted to ward him off with a hiss. ¡°Some sort of winged dwarf lizard?¡±

    "Mind where you stick your nose!" he barred his teeth and thrashed his tail against Arcturus'' armor with a small ding.

    The captain¡¯s eyes shone with fascination. "Oh, it¡¯s simply so cute! Where did you get it? We could use some pets like him around!" Therus said as he attempted to touch Veledar with one of his big fingers. ¡°Or maybe a mascot. Does wonders for morale!¡±

    Veledar recoiled from his approach, snapping a warning at him. "Touch me and I¡¯ll bite it clean off!"

    Bertram quickly withdrew his finger, smiling wryly as he focused back on Arcturus. "Feisty creature, that. So, what is this inspection of yours about, my boy? We don¡¯t usually receive much attention from higher ups out here." The man chuckled. ¡°Very well off the books in most regards.¡±

    "It¡¯s more of a general inspection rather than a focus on individual aspects. Someone of great power has their eye on this facility and might very well become its patron if my assessment satisfies them."

    "The King?" Bertram gasped, "Oh, how I have wanted some much-needed help and resources for running things around here! The king¡¯s patronage could solve so many of our problems! Please tell me it¡¯s so!" He eagerly clapped his palm on Arcturus'' pauldrons.

    "I am not at liberty to say, of course," Arcturus drew a few steps back and out of the captain¡¯s reach. ¡°What sort of paladin would I be if I broke the simple vow of secrecy?¡±

    Veledar liked how Arcturus was able to still tell the truth but somehow not do so at the same time. Was a very dragon thing to do.

    "Well, I certainly hope we impress! Let me know what you¡¯d like to start with. I¡¯ll make sure to include the proper data for everything as well." Bertram then looked past Veledar and the others, signaling something at Bor. "Gods¡¯ breath man, don¡¯t just stand there like a glorified pylon. Go to the kitchen and have them whip up something for our guests!"

    "This should not take that long, captain," Arcturus held up a hand to dissuade his generosity. ¡°I appreciate the offer, but we all have our duty.¡±

    "But you must be weary from the long journey on horseback. Let us get ya a meal afore of the inspection. You¡¯ll absorb the information much better.¡±

    "He¡¯s right, ya know! I feel like I be dyin of hunger!" Merlia spouted out, "I also didn¡¯t have a good drink in a dog¡¯s age!"

    "Very well, then,"

    Bor immediately ran off to the kitchens to relay Bertram''s word. The captain, on the other hand, guided them out of his building and back out into the fort.

    ¡°Since time is of the essence, I figure we might proceed with the inspection while the food cooks,¡±

    This time, when they started walking around the place, they had Bertram as their guide instead of the soiled little guard Bor. Although the man had an interesting mustache, Veledar was just a little disappointed he did not trip, stumble, or show other quirks along the way. The entire time, Arcturus had the man engaged in conversation about military strategies, tactics and technicalities, like the defenses of the fort, weapons able to bear, and how many guards were stationed here.

    Bertram revealed that there were forty guards stationed at the fort at any given time, and they had rotating shifts on every tower to keep them fully alert, day and night. They had three gryphons that lived here to keep the place from having any surprise visitors, and Bertram didn¡¯t waste the chance to brag about the four energy cannons, boasting that they could probably defend against one of the smaller airships Lumara had if they were forced to. Without skipping a beat, he revealed they had enough energy crossbows for all the men stationed here, including some new models that Bertram beamed at the opportunity to unveil. He promised to put on a demonstration before the day was over.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.

    "Forgive me for changing topics, but how many prisoners do you keep locked down in the actual prison?" Arcturus asked as they passed the entrance to the place. Veledar watched Bertram''s eyes fall upon it, his features hardening as he turned to face the paladin.

    "We have about twenty inmates at any given time, depending on who gets sent here. Sometimes it¡¯s a bit more, sometimes it¡¯s less. They are all an unsavory sort, so I don¡¯t suppose you¡¯d like to take a glance at them. In that case, that¡¯s the end of the tour!" Bertram clasped his hands together, a happier look about them. ¡°Maybe they brought out the good foodstuffs. Real treat for our esteemed guests! You must absolutely taste the quail I had shipped in from Entis. It is divine, paladin. Literally melts in the mouth!"

    "You never showed us the detention area," interrupted Lyndis, pointing to the entrance they had stopped in front of.

    "Right you are, miss Lyndis, but you really wouldn''t want to go in there." Bertram brushed his mustache with a finger, a bit agitated by this change of plans. "It¡¯s not the sort of place you wish to visit. Specially not for a lady."

    The rogue crossed her arms, an amber fire brimming about her eyes. ¡°That so?¡±

    "Be that as it may,¡± Arcturus interjected, stepping between the two. ¡° Tis my duty to your possible benefactor to inform them of everything," "You wouldn¡¯t want a minute detail or technicality to deny you their patronage. Isn¡¯t that right, captain?" Arcturus raised an eyebrow causing the man started to squirm.

    "Aye paladin, it''s just that¡­ you know from your line of work how these things are. Inappropriate for everybody without military experience," Bertram added, eying Arcturus¡¯ companions.

    "How so?"

    "Well, paladin, the prisoners are tortured for information. It can be a tad......messy at times, and loud. Very, very loud. Sends shivers down even my spine sometimes."

    Veledar winced at the mention of torture. He was no stranger to killing someone to defend himself. Claw, tooth, tail, fire, spell, he had done it all over the course of his life. However, it had always been quick, painless, efficient. He wrinkled his snout at the idea of someone deliberately inflicting that pain on others and drawing out the agony for their gain.

    "Nevertheless, it is a necessary evil for thoroughness¡¯ sake." Veledar watched Arcturus gulp, and felt some of his muscles in his neck tense. Perhaps the human shared his thoughts on torture as well. Then, he shook his head as if to dispel that foolish, ignorant thought. Of course, Arcturus disliked torture. What sane person would?

    "So, what do you do with the ones that are finished being......interrogated?" Arcturus spat, lips curling as if he¡¯d tasted curdled milk.

    "They are taken away by an airship which arrives when we request for it. Some mages arrive, clear us out and head down into the prison." Bertram himself seemed to be uncomfortable talking about the subject as he continued, "whatever they do down there must be awful though." Bertram visibly shuttered at the mere thought. "The screams that are let out are just¡­too horrible to describe."

    "Wait.¡± Lyndis¡¯ brow rose, ¡°you don''t witness the mages preform whatever it is they¡¯re doing? Are you sure they are even taking the people?"

    "Well no,¡± Bertram started to fidget ¡°they have us wait until they¡¯re finished. Surely, they must take them though, for there are no bodies left behind!"

    ¡°Certainly odd,¡± Veledar reckoned, a sentiment Arcturus seemed to share as the human followed the captain with heavy steps. The emerald fires lit in his paladin¡¯s eyes bringing a bead of sweat atop the captain¡¯s brow.

    "Yes, Veledar it is. Mages aren¡¯t usually employed for such deeds," Arcturus hissed back in a whisper. Clearly at wits end with mere hints of what this place contained.

    "Well, if you want to go down and see the prisoners, let¡¯s get this over with," grumbled Bertram dragging his legs to the entrance. "Don''t say I didn''t warn you, and don¡¯t blame me for the state of these wretches. Just doing my job, same as you."

    Arcturus followed, while Veledar prepared himself for what lay ahead. Through the door was a long set of stone stairs that spiraled down towards a dark abyss. Clearly the building around it was just for show, as it only took a quick glance to realize that there was nothing else to it, they could go but down. The dragon¡¯s head shifted back in forth, bewildered at such a structure. Murmurs rose from his companions, clearly sharing his thoughts on the matter.

    Bertram grabbed a torch from a sconce in the wall and lit it, the flames casting a dim, ominous light down the steps.

    "Something feels wrong here," The dragon shivered, the air felt thick. Like a heavy fog had swept about the area, with it came a chill. Like a winter gale that drove an icy spike to the bone. His tail rose, followed by every nerve in his spine. His mother had warned him of such things before. "Dark magic was here."

    ¡°You sure?¡± Came Arcturus¡¯ reply, almost as if the dragon would lie at something like this. He narrowed his eyes at those troubled emeralds, nodding his head with a resounding snort.

    ¡°Yes.¡±

    With tentative steps the human followed Bertram down, with only the sound of their boots to distract them from the eeriness of this desolate landscape. At every step of the way, the man¡¯s face was painted with worry, like he was imagining the thousands of terrible things that could be waiting for them.

    And all of them sanctioned and performed in the name of Lumara. The people that he¡¯d served. Surely he didn¡¯t blame himself for another¡¯s deeds? But the longer he stared at that troubled face he wasn¡¯t too sure.The dragon tightened around him. Not painfully, but reassuringly. "Stay strong, Arcturus," he whispered into the man¡¯s ear, trying to play it like he was nibbling it. "Whatever lies down there, it isn¡¯t your fault, nor your responsibility."

    ¡°And yet it stirs in my gut like the wildest of storms. I¡¯m culpable of this place, even in my ignorance.¡±

    Veledar rolled his eyes, flopping to the man¡¯s shoulder. Silly human.

    Bertram stopped in front of yet another door. This one had a black frame and a large copper colored knocker. The captain grabbed it with his free hand and knocked three times, each one a resounding thing that seemed to bounce off the walls and make Veledar¡¯s claws shake.

    "Well, ain''t this the happiest place ye could be," Merlia grumbled from behind. ¡°Jus makes a smile spring ta my face.¡±

    ¡°Not used to prisons, dearie?" Lyndis chuckled to break the dreary atmosphere. ¡°They¡¯re not supposed to be.¡±

    "Not like these ones, I¡¯m not. Dwarf prisons be better. First off, we got more lights. Second off, it be warmer. And third off¡ª"

    "Shh," Arcturus held a hand to his mouth, cutting off the dwarf.

    "Did he just shush me?" Merlia snapped to Lyndis, frowning. "Ta bastard shh''d me!"

    The black door opened with a thud as wood hit the stone wall of the next room. The group followed Bertram inside to find four guards sitting around an ale soaked wooden table, playing cards. The small room was lit by two lanterns on opposite walls, and it seemed to be only half the dragon¡¯s wingspan in size, with signs of magical tampering on the walls. The guards were an elf, half orc, human, and a gnome. Upon laying eyes on Arcturus they sprung up like fire had been lit beneath their rears. Each one snapped off a salute, and made a hasty greeting.

    "As you were," The man replied casually, the guards settling back into their chairs, grateful for the lack of questions.

    "This lot guards the exit. They may not look like it, but they could stop the lot of you from making your escape as well." Bertram chuckled, which made the dragon scoff. Four mere humans against him? In this man¡¯s deluded dreams. He swished his tail, eyeing each one, picturing how quick he¡¯d have them beneath his paws.

    "And assuming the prisoners would somehow make it past them, they¡¯d be maimed, malnourished and exhausted, a prey too sluggish for our gryphons."

    "Can you show us some of the prisoners?" Arcturus asked calmly, but the dragon could hear the building worry in his voice. Even if the man wouldn¡¯t admit it. Again the dragon coiled around him, hoping to quell the ever quickening of his heart. ¡°I want to see what sort of monsters require such intricate prison and the attention of mages as well."

    "Well, right this way then, paladin," The half-orc guard rose with a gruff voice. Striding to the furthest wall to pluck up a ring of keys off a peg on the wall. He fumbled with the keys for a length of time, trying to find the right one. They sat in awkward silence, staring at the apologizing green man. Merlia seemed to have a bit of fun with it, whistling while she tapped her foot. He was just about to sigh, complain about this lack of agency when the guard finally finished his search.

    "Found it!" the half orc exclaimed holding aloft a large brass key like it was a treasured gem. With a sly grin the guard touched the tip to one of the walls, mentioning they were going to see something neat. From the key came a jagged line of glowing runes, forming the shape of a door. The stone shook and quaked, sliding sideways instead of in. The other¡¯s gasps made the dragon roll his eyes. His horde¡¯s door was more impressive. When it was finished, he could see a typical jail cell area. It was larger than the room they were in now, possibly three lengths of his wings, but still not tall enough for his true form. Cells lined the entire length, seemingly made out of cast iron. The dreary place was lit with magical torches, casting long shadows from the jail¡¯s occupants.

    Then came the smell. The dragon wheezed as the other¡¯s gagged. The tail thrashing smell of urine, sweat, and excrement all mixed into an overpowering odor of the worst kind. He was burying his nose into Arcturus¡¯ gambeson, trying desperately to just smell the human. Even the horses would be better than this! He squeezed shut his eyes as they watered, stitching himself to the wool cloth.

    ¡°I was not ready for today.¡± Arcturus wheezed, stumbling to one of the walls. Clearly the man was trying to stop himself from retching all over the floor. ¡°You weren¡¯t kidding.¡±

    "Thor¡¯s beard," Merlia coughed, pulling out a cloth to cover her nose. "That smells worse dan an ox¡¯s ass! What¡¯s this place? The latrine?¡±

    "Tried to warn you, but you insisted to see¡ªand smell this place¡ªyerself." Bertram sneered, gesturing for Arcturus to follow along, showing little signs of discomfort. It seemed humans adapted to everything, even despicable jobs such as this one. ¡°Sadly one does get used to the smell after awhile. Trust me though, it pains me to admit such a thing.¡±

    "Carry on. I need to see everything," The paladin struggled to say, following at a sluggish pace.

    "Very well," Bertram banged his scabbard against the bars of the nearest cell. "Stand up straight everyone! Let your better get a good look of your wretches!"

    Veledar glanced at the people he was talking to in the cells. Elves, dwarves, humans, wolven All races and sexes could be found among them. Dirt and grime covered all their skin and fur, a painting of mortal misery. Despite their differences one thing united them. They all wore the same look of defeat, etched permanently on their sullen faces. In unison they rose, standing tall for the group.

    ¡°There we go," Bertram tossed Arcturus a sympathetic glance. "Let me remind you, paladin, that I did warn you at every step of the way to turn back."

    Arcturus¡¯ neck tightened as he glanced at each tired, worn, scared, bruised, and dried blood covered face in turn. Veledar could make out the moment he realized that even if the Emerald Lady wanted them, it would have been better than this. Would this be the moment that the man lost himself and sprung into action? The dragon flicked his tail, readying his claws. How could these mortals treat themselves in such a manner? Not even the emerald lady treated them badly. A being that held herself loftily above mortals and their kin. Never had he wanted to burn a place to the ground more than this.

    "I am aware of what you¡¯ve been saying," The paladin finally struggled to say, composing himself with a heavy breath. "Now show me this torture room of yours."

    "So, what do they stand accused of?" Lyndis snapped, voice as sharp as a blade, gesturing to the large mass of suffering surrounding them. ¡°What demands this lack of care?¡±

    "They are thieves, enemy soldiers, rapists, smugglers, and all the rest that is foul in the world." Bertram walked a few steps ahead, pointing to several as he handed them their titles. "I feel no sympathy for the lot, not when the work we do here keeps the kingdom safe."

    "And that lets you sleep at night? Knowing what is right here, beneath your feet?"

    "It does, madame! Were you a soldier, you wouldn¡¯t have asked such a baseless question. Everybody who serves their kingdom accepts the duty bestowed upon them. In some cultures, what we do here can be perceived as immoral, but no innocent ends here, madame. Only the accused.¡±

    Veledar was about to point out that he¡¯d been innocent yet drew the country¡¯s ire, but Arcturus silenced him with a hand. He snapped at the man¡¯s fingers, growling deep in his tiny throat. Bertram led them over to a far wooden door that had a bar across it. It sat between two other doors that looked exactly like the middle one, minus the bar.

    "Lady Lyndis!" a half-naked man shouted from one of the cells, reaching as far as he could from the bars and snatching her cloak.

    The dragon reared up, flaring out his tiny wings with a hiss. Even Arcturus went for his sword, but Lyndis held up a hand, stopping them in their tracks.

    ¡°No, wait,¡± Her eyes were wide, staring endlessly into the man¡¯s pained ones.

    "He was looking for you, Lyndis!" The man whined, wincing as Bertram demanded he let go and smacked him with his scabbard. Though he didn¡¯t relent, he clung on as if for life. It took the half-orc to come running, smashing the man¡¯s arm with a dull thud. When the prisoner had recoiled with a pained grunt, Bertram spun around on his heels, happily clasping his hands together.

    "I assume you¡¯ve seen enough by now to know the rest of the story, and the dinner should be ready as well. Let us turn from the scum of the earth to more pleasant topics," Bertram casually started towards the door once more. ¡°And you should try my vintage wine from Whitedell. Pairs ever so nicely with the quail.¡±

    Lyndis used that opportunity to slip up to Arcturus. "I know that man," she whispered, covering her mouth with the back of her hand.

    "What ya need is not dinner, but a few dwarven stink clearers!" Merlia shouted, walking towards Bertram. "Burn the whole smell out in a jiffy. One glorious explosion of dwarven ingenuity.¡± She made a little explosion expression with her hands, laughing as the guards gave her a queer look.

    With Merlia engaging Bertram in conversation, Lyndis raised her voice slightly. "He was one of Gerald''s men... right, I never mentioned that," Lyndis frowned in realization of that fact.

    ¡°You¡¯re the one who didn¡¯t tell us princess.¡± Veledar hissed, thumping his tail sternly. ¡°So don¡¯t go getting all mad after the fact.¡± He held a claw to his chest, appearing as regal as he could be. ¡°That¡¯s why it¡¯s best to not hide things from your companions.¡±

    ¡°Like your inability to resist boasting?¡± The rogue smirked, catching the dragon¡¯s next boast in his throat.

    ¡°Hey!¡± He snarled, but before he could utter another word she continued.

    "Anyway, he was a friend of mine.¡± She stared between the two, a look of desperation about her eyes. ¡°You have to trust me when I say that we need to save him."

    "What did he do?" asked Arcturus, raising a brow.

    "He was a pegasus knight. If he came here¡­" Lyndis sighed, then started to stumble in her own words, "t-then my people are in big trouble. So plea... "

    Arcturus held up a hand to silence her. "I trust you. How else would we have made it this far?"

    "You really know how to ruin a convincing speech," Lyndis grinned.

    "And I guess I¡¯ll trust you," Veledar groaned, rolling his eyes in a dramatic fashion. ¡°Even if you lied to us before¡­.¡± He snapped to her with a grin. ¡°Princess.¡±

    If she had any ire of his use of her title, she didn¡¯t show it, only sighing.

    "So, what do you need?" Arcturus shifted, keeping track of how Merlia was phantom boxing to the collected guards. Most likely telling one of her outlandish tales.

    "I just need a few minutes alone with that man. Find out what he knows about Gerald''s whereabouts. Need to know what happened to my mate."

    The man nodded."Don''t you worry, Lyndis. Little red and I got this handled."

    "Excuse me?¡± Veledar hissed. ¡° Little red? We¡¯ll talk about that later.¡± The dragon snapped his teeth, stomping his claw. ¡°Lyndis, don''t believe him! He¡¯s told me nothing!"

    "Excuse me, Bertram?" Arcturus asked loudly after clearing his throat.

    "Yes, paladin?" Bertram twitched slightly. ¡°Coming along? As much as I enjoy the tale about¡­.Gryphon brothels.¡± The man sneered, ¡°Dinner is waiting for us I¡¯m sure.¡±

    "Lyndis here would like a few minutes alone with the prisoner that grabbed her."

    "Oh, I see." Bertram said, a smile tugging at his meaty lips. "Going to put a little hurt on him for touching you, eh? Don''t worry lass, I get it, I truly do. However,¡± Bertram rubbed his fingers together, the universal symbol for a bribe. ¡°I may need a bit of compensation for my eyes to wander and ears to deafen.¡±

    Arcturus sighed and took out five gold coins from his pouch, pressing them roughly into Bertram''s hand.

    "Thank you, good paladin. Now my dear, which was the one that grabbed you?"

    Lyndis pointed to the man from before, who was currently still rubbing his arm where the club had struck him.

    "First things first, we must set some ground rules. There is only one that truly matters, and that is not to kill or maim your prisoner beyond his capacity to interact with us. Leave some for the interrogators as well, eh?

    Lyndis nodded in agreement, cracking her knuckles. ¡°Don''t worry, I don''t bloody plan on it. Just gotta show him he focked up today."

    Bertram waved the half-orc over to open the cell and pull the frightened man out by the scruff of his neck. The man gave a pained yelp as he was thrown into one of the other empty rooms. They all stepped inside while Merlia remained outside, already starting to chat it up again with the guards and Bertram.

    "So wuts it like workin¡¯ in a shit hole like dis?" The dwarf shouted, roughly smacking the pair on their backs. The door shut, just in time for the dragon to catch the pair wincing. He chuckled to himself, almost warbling in delight.

    "Princess Lyndis!" the man cried as his arms wrapped tightly around her. ¡°I thought we would never find you. After the kingdom surrendered, I feared the worst!"

    "They surrendered?" Lyndis asked in disbelief.

    "I thought you did not care for politics when you left, princess?" he asked, confusion embedded in his tired voice.

    "I''m not, but surrender? Things must have gotten worse than I thought!"

    "Days before your mother met with the Lumarian ambassador to discuss a treaty, she told me to find you. They didn¡¯t seem to know your exact location in Lumara, but Gerald always seemed to have an idea."

    "He had a sending stone," Lyndis replied softly, concern dripping from her words. "Do you know where he is?"

    "H-he was taken to the lower chambers several days ago, princess. If he survived, he will be down there..." the man paused as his eyes widened in fear. "They never come back from down there, princess!" the man then hugged himself as he started shivering, shaking his head and muttering a series of blessings meant for her and for himself.

    "Thank you," Lyndis hugged the shivering man and patted him on the back gently. "I am so sorry...."

    Lyndis steeled herself and turned to Arcturus. "This is Harold. Harold, this is Arcturus, and the dragon coiled about his neck is the Crimson Sky. Outside, stalling the guards, is another friend of ours called Merlia.¡±

    "A dragon?" gasped Harold, his eyes falling on Veledar¡¯s diminutive form. The dragon rose his little head, swelled his chest. How the man¡¯s eyes shown with wonder made a happy warmth spread about his scales. That all flew out the window when he started snickering, the warmth turning to flames. "That¡¯s not¡­not a dragon. Small, too small," he swung his head from left to right as if to dispel the hopeful illusion that began to torment him with the promise of a life beyond those bars.

    "I can get bigger, you rambling, incoherent monkey!" Veledar snarled, flaring his wings for good measure. "I have picked this size so that I may fit in this dungeon!"

    "Oh, right, yes, of course, of course. I am sorry, Crimson Sky," Harold hung his head, knocking against his temples with his knuckles to get the craziness out of his head, undoubtedly. When he blinked his eyes again and his guests were still there, Harold turned back towards Lyndis. ¡°I am truly sorry. My mind, it¡­it is no longer reliable. Not after the things he¡­them¡­¡±

    Harold¡¯s words came to a stop as the man performed the valiant effort of getting up on his two spindly, shaking legs. "What is the plan, milady? I presume you¡¯re here to free us all? If so, what about the cannons on the walls? Surely we¡¯ll not get bleedin far while they have us in sight!"

    "Well, we had to improvise," A sly grin tugged at Arcturus¡¯ lips. ¡°We also have two more dragons stabled outside."

    "T-two more dragons!" Harold gasped loud enough to almost attract unwanted attention. "Then¡­then this really is a rescue!" his balance wavered as his eyes clouded with tears, the frailty of his body and mind beginning to show. "I prayed to Fureen and Sartren, but I never thought...." Without warning, the madman hurled himself at Lyndis, hugging her so tight the coughed lightly.

    "How m-many of your flight are still around?" gasped Lyndis in the tight grip of the man shortly before he freed her, muttering an apology under his breath.

    "Only us, princess," Harold said. ¡°The others were dragged kicking and screaming down below." Harold''s eyes widened as he spoke, almost as if everything happened right before his eyes. An ominous shiver took hold of him, forcing him against the wall where he sank like an autumn leaf, drained of vitality. "I can still hear their screams, their pleas, their prayers. Never ending, never ceasing, always with me."

    ¡°Hold yourself onto the edge of sanity,¡± Lyndis advised him. ¡°Like every nightmare, this too shall end.¡±

    Veledar swung his tail against her shoulder to warn her as Bertram approached the door.

    "Time¡¯s up, lass!" Bertram yelled from the other side, banging against the bars with his sword¡¯s scabbard for emphasis.

    "Don''t worry, I''m done here! ¡°yelled Lyndis, giving Harold a quick nod of assurance. "Pull yourself together and be ready for this."

    "I¡¯ll¡­try," Harold replied, lunging forward to fall on his hands. ¡°May the gods grace you with a thousand boons for your arrival..¡±

    "I''m sorry for this," Lyndis whispered as she opened the door, seizing Harold¡¯s wrist and tossed him to the floor in the main corridor, where she promtly kicked him in the gut."And take that, you swine!" Lyndis yelled, shoving a finger against the man¡¯s bony brow. ¡°Touch me again, and your balls are next, you hear me?¡±

    "Yes milady, no touch, no touch anymore!" Harold shrieked, curling into a whimpering ball to add emphasis to their act. The half-orc just grabbed Harold once again by the scruff of his neck and dragged the man back into his cell, slamming the door shut with a grin.

    "So now that your guard has got that out of her system, shall we continue?" Bertram gestured to the door leading upstairs. ¡°Dinner? Wine? Tales of battles sure to lighten the mood?¡±

    ¡°You still havn¡¯t shown us the torture room.¡± Veledar hissed, pacing around the paladin¡¯s pauldrons. ¡°Can¡¯t weasel your way out of this one human.¡±

    ¡°I was speaking to the paladin. Not to you little lizard.¡±

    Veledar buried the boiling blood down as he glared daggers at the little man. His tail flick was all he got out as Arcturus answered for him.

    ¡°And yet he speaks the truth.¡± The man gestured to Merlia, who¡¯d taken a place at the guard¡¯s table. ¡°And it would appear my guard is already ahead of me.¡±

    "Ya go on without me, lad! I am going to school these chumps at their own game!" she laughed, picking up a pair of cards. She wore a grin on her face as she gave Arcturus a wink. Clearly she was up here in case things went south.

    "Wonderful." Bertram groaned, pulling himself to the door, the hard wood scraping against the stone loudly.

    Veledar began his silent mantra of "Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm" as Arcturus followed, the tightness in his neck returning. The dragon could already picturing his hands balled into tight fists, shaking with a reserved fury.

    Bertram warned them to turn back one more time as they arrived in front of yet another door at the bottom of the steps. Arcturus, of course, told him to open the door, causing Bertram to sigh and comply.

    Veledar¡¯s mind froze, barely able to process what his eyes registered. This didn¡¯t look like any torture chamber he¡¯d read about in stories. It was so caked in layers of fresh and dried blood that it looked to be more a butcher¡¯s shop. A sadistic painter spreading crimson gore over the stone in worship of human misery. Too many torture devices surrounded them, from one designed to pull your limbs apart one by one, to one that jabbed a very long rod down your finger. There were instructions on the wall, detailing where to cut off limbs, and how to attach them using healing magic.

    The dragon¡¯s head felt heavy, practically spinning as the man below took a hesitant step. Phantom screams hung no doubt crying for help that never came in the air as the grotesque sight burned into the back of his mind. Lyndis remained silent as her face turned red, her several attempts to find words foiled by the stale iron scent and sight of unbearable torment. Arcturus merely tightened his grip, his jaw tightening like a vice. His eyes burned like emerald fires, practically sweeping around the room as if to set it ablaze.

    "I¡­never expected your kind to do this to one another," Veledar muttered, his snout scanning the area, wrinkles deepening along its surface as his eyes met Bertram, who shrugged nonchalantly.

    "These aren¡¯t my kind, creature. Not anymore at least, for they renounced every shred of goodness they held before their arrival. Here is where everyone set on harming my wonderful country ends up, A worthy fate of such scum,"

    Arcturus was quick to answer, his voice like that of hardened steel. ¡°Aye, they may be criminals, but what do your methods say about us, hmm? How do you reckon they paint us?¡±

    ¡°I¡­I dunno, sir,¡± Bertram stammered, his nerve dying down. ¡°I am just a pawn of the law. I¡¯m not to question it, but execute it. Same as you, eh? But now that you¡¯ve seen this place, I guess the inspection is finally over.¡±

    "LYNDIS! By the goddess Sartren, is that you?" a ragged voice called out from a blood-caked, bruised man chained to a far wall. He was practically hidden behind a worn and cracked chair.

    Lyndis gasped and sprinted to the man, kneeling and embracing him despite his sorry state.

    "Gerald! I thought you might be...." Her voice died, her form shook, tears forming in her eyes.

    "I had a job¡­to do¡­ promised your mother¡­ I''d find you." Gerald paused between words, wincing in pain from the effort.

    "Take it easy," she offered her shoulder for him to rest his head against. ¡°We¡¯ll get you out of here. You¡¯ll not stay like this one focken more second."

    "Get him¡­out of here?" Bertram muttered to himself as if to convince him of the validity of her words before swiftly pulling his sword from his belt. "No, you aren¡¯t!" he turned to Arcturus, his face a mixture between a scowl and a plea.

    "Paladin, what is the meaning of this? You can¡¯t just¡­appropriate prisoners for yourself without a warrant signed by one of the Lumarian generals!"

    Arcturus drew his sword in subtle motion, swatting it away with a mere flick of the wrist. With a sneer the man set his blade to the captain¡¯s throat. ¡°And here I thought my word is good enough.¡±

    ¡°Yours? Maybe. Hers?¡± Bertram¡¯s eyes skipped to Lyndis, laden with defiance. ¡°Not a chance.¡±

    Well if things were going to go wings up then he was going to join in. Veledar jumped off Arcturus¡¯ shoulders, changing his size to that of a large dog, his snarl adding to Arcturus¡¯ threat.

    Arcturus growled. ¡°Fall in line, comply with my request, and you will just be left short of a few prisoners. Not a bad trade for a patronage, eh?"

    "There is no patronage, is there?" Bertram struggled against the blade, ignoring the shallow cut it drew on his neck. "You¡¯re a thug. You and your despicable group and that runt," he kicked at Veledar like he would a dog.

    The dragon elegantly swung out of his reach, barring his teeth as he advanced on the man with a wicked hiss. ¡°I¡¯d not do that again human.¡±

    "Not a thug at all," Arcturus replied with a satisfied grin. "I am a paladin, just not of Lumara. Not when it represents this." He then landed a kick straight to the man¡¯s chest that shoved him against a wall. Bertram landed with a pained thud as he hit the floor, and Veledar pinned him to the ground instantly, his claws digging enough into Bertram''s chest to draw blood.

    "We need this scum alive, don''t we?" The dragon groaned, relishing the panicked look about the captain¡¯s face. He wiggled his talons, making the man wince. ¡°What was it that you called me? RUNT?¡±

    "We need someone alive to send a message. Might as well be him,"

    Bertram struggled again, forcing the dragon to press down further until a pained gasp was ripped from his throat. He snapped his jaws, making sure the squirming human got a good look of his sharpened teeth.

    "I am not as merciful as Arcturus and far less susceptible to your tales of morality,"

    "Fine, fine, I¡¯ll¡­I¡¯ll do whatever you want!" Bertram cried out. His eyes looked towards the stairs leading up

    "Guards!" he shrieked out. "The paladin¡¯s a spy and¡­"

    Those were the only words he got out as Veledar latched onto his throat. Soft skin yielded to his sharpened spears, coating the dragon¡¯s tongue with the iron like taste of blood. Bertram gave a surprised gurgle, mixing with the red¡¯s growl. Hands flailed, trying to batter against his snout. But Veledar was to have none of it. Though as he might want to have this man suffer, that was not his way. With a final growl and thrash of his head, Bertram was no more.

    Sword in hand, Arcturus turned towards the steps, no chastising words about what he¡¯d done. Clearly the man agreed on some level with his choice. Guess they were going to have to find some other human to relay the message. With soft clicks the dragon padded over, wiping away the last bits of blood from his snout with a swipe of his tongue. He expected the sound of rustling chainmail, shouts for help, or even the heavy clatter of boots to come racing down. But that never happened. They were left listening to the steady breaths of each other, and the sound of Gerald¡¯s groans as Lyndis hobbled him over.

    "Do you need any help?" Arcturus held out a hand and gestured to the two.

    "You¡¯ll need your hands, Paladin," Gerald struggled to say, leaning on Lyndis¡¯ shoulder. "I can¡¯t fight, but you can."

    "I can heal you with but a touch, and it will get you back on your feet." Arcturus stretched his hand toward him, but Gerald shook his head.

    "They tried healing magic already. That''s what they do, they torture you, then heal your wounds." Gerald spit back at the corpse of Bertram. It landed on the dead man''s face with a wet splat.

    "So, save yer healing. It won¡¯t do me any good. Best save it for the fight ahead. I hope you brought an army with you.¡±

    "We have something far better than that." Lyndis placed her foot on the first step with a smile. "We have dragons with us...Even if one of them is sometimes a pain in the arse."

    "Hey!" Veledar hissed. "You¡¯re not so easy to deal with yourself, princess."

    ¡°Can we focus on the moment, please?¡± Arcturus brushed his way past Lyndis and started making his way up the stairs.

    Veledar surged past him, remembering just who waited for them above. Merlia might still be in danger! Pinning his wings he picked up the pace. Even if the dwarven lass got under his scales too many times, that wasn¡¯t enough to forsake her!

    "Oh, so ya tink yer tough?!" Came Merlia¡¯s shout from above, followed by the smashing of a wooden table. "Dat what ya call hittin¡¯ tough? Me mum hits harder den dat!"

    With a resounding roar the dragon leaped, breaking down the door and landing with a flare of his wings. ¡°Surrender now, lest I burn you where you stand!¡±

    He found the dwarf standing over a broken table, her red hair thrown back, currently punching the human guard in the face.

    "What took ya so long, lads?¡± She laughed, letting the man go limp upon the half broken table ¡°I had ta mop da floor with dese ones!" Merlia gestured to the half orc, who apparently had been tossed through the table. "Poor lads never knew what hit them."

    Of course she¡¯d been okay. With a compose of his form Veledar strode around, inspecting the unconscious and bruised bodies of her assailants. Of all the ones they¡¯d seen, the gnome was clearly absent.

    "Did you offer them a chance to surrender?" Arcturus asked as Merlia started rifling through their pockets.

    "Aye, I did. Shoulda seen da look on their faces." She then shoved her hands into her hips, raising her head and attaining a commanding voice. ¡°Why should weh surrenda to you? Yer just a wee dwarf!" Merlia than cracked her knuckles. "So, I showed ¡®em what a wee dwarf could do!"

    "Did any of them made it to the surface to sound the alarm?" Veledar interrupted, pointing to the opened door with his tail.

    "Aye, the gnome bastard decided to run fer it while da odaa two jumped meh." She paused to mutter something under her breath before sharing a look of concern with Arcturus. ¡°It won¡¯t be a clean escape mate. Trouble awaits for us above."

    ¡°Wonderful. Least they know what is coming for them.¡± The dragon sliced free the key ring from the half-orc¡¯s belt, tossing them to Lyndis with a growl. Arcturus offered to help Lyndis again as she walked over with Gerald and set him down. Just like the previous time, the two refused him for reasons that befuddled him. Guess it was a pride thing. The dragon liked his nose, starting to stretch out every part of him. Flight was soon to be had, and finally burning this wretched place to the ground.

    "I presume yer Gerald?" Merlia asked, a smile forming on her lips. "Lyndis wouldn''t stop talkin¡¯ about how pretty ya were!"

    "Merlia!" Lyndis shot back as the dwarf just chuckled. Gerald also gave a pained laugh, managing a weak smirk with the less battered corner of his mouth.

    ¡°Not so pretty now, though.¡±

    ¡°Give it time,¡± Merlia encouraged him. ¡°A few nights and several meals in your belly, and you¡¯ll be good as new.¡±

    Lyndis¡¯ lips pursed at that, her close inspection of Gerald revealing less than radiant optimism. Whatever worries plagued her, she settled them aside as she snatched the keys from Veledar and proceeded to open every cell door one by one, earning thankful cries from the occupants. Once all of them were freed, she pulled out the stone and held it so they could see it. She explained in detail how to use the stone, and where they were going to end up when they did so.

    Veledar imagined there would be some resistance to the idea that a green dragon wanted them as subjects, yet trading a life of torture for one under an overlord seemed like the best bargain they could ask. Each of them seemed truly grateful to the Emerald Lady that she had sent Arcturus and his team to rescue them, too tired, wounded, thirsty and malnourished to care about the details. He even rumbled when a group of them had praised his name. maybe he¡¯d have a few fans when he returned to the Emerald Lady¡¯s village after all.

    The prisoners grabbed the stone in groups of five, performing the required activation technique as instructed by Lyndis. Arcturus stepped back and watched as every single one of them was enveloped within a purple magical cloud shortly before disappearing with an audible pop. Gerald was the last one to grab the stone, and froze when Lyndis explained she was not going with him yet.

    "Why not? You got us all out! Us, who matter far less than you do!" he pleaded, somehow finding the strength to keep his words smooth and coherent. "You might get killed up there princess, and for what? Petty retribution?"

    "We have two friends above, Gerald.¡±

    ¡°Dragons, yes,¡± Gerald interrupted, grabbing her shoulder and squeezing it with all his might to make his point. ¡°They can take care of themselves, ey?¡±

    Lyndis placed her hand upon his, her unwavering gaze meeting his cloudy, terrified one. ¡°As your princess. I order you to go, before your dallying makes this situation all the more perilous for us."

    Gerald dipped his head in defeat as she turned back towards Arcturus and the others. "He¡¯ll go. I assume you know what comes next."

    Arcturus gave a firm nod, Merlia responded with an "aye", and Veledar just cackled with glee.

    Once Gerald vanished with a popping sound, Merlia readied her oath bow by nocking an arrow. ¡°So, by Thor¡¯s beard¡­¡± She smirked, ¡°Shall we crush dis place beneath our boots?!"

    "I just can¡¯t wait to see this place bu...." Veledar paused to share a glance with Arcturus, waiting for the conformation that it was okay to finish that statement.

    ¡°After the battle ends. Many of these people are simply following orders, unaware and forbidden to even visit this prison. They aren¡¯t a threat, nor our enemy, for if we perceive them such, then we are no better than Bertram.¡±

    ¡°That certainly sounds like a yes.¡± The dragon growled, his fireglands begging to be used. Though he¡¯d try to shield his breath from the innocent, any that attacked him were fair game. ¡°Hopefully your people aren¡¯t too prideful to surrender.¡±

    With a grim nod the paladin set his shield, nodding the dragon forward. ¡°I hope so too.¡±

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 13: Righteous Flames

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 13: Righteous flames</u>

    As he neared the surface, Arcturus could only imagine what their reception would be. It had not been long since the gnome ran up the stairs, so it was possible they didn¡¯t have a strong defense prepared for three adventurers and a dragon coming up to greet them. Would they fight, though? Were they all tainted? Or just some of them? A soldier such as Bertram saw the world in black and white, but for Arcturus, a paladin of Bahamut, things were never as simple.

    Nevertheless, the plan was going to be a simple one. Arcturus would advance with shield of faith thrust forward to throw off some of the energy crossbow fire. Lyndis and Veledar would turn invisible and wreak havoc among the forces waiting to ambush them. Merlia, afterwards, would find a properly concealed place to strategically slay opponents blindsiding the rest of her party. If anyone surrendered, they would, of course, show mercy, but once the combat started, those who joined it would have already forfeited their chance at walking away from it. He said as much as they advanced up the stairs.

    ¡°Long as I get to burn those wretched people¡¯s hovels I¡¯m fine.¡± Veledar hissed, next telling them how much he looked forward to attaining his true size.

    With all this going on, he hoped Lyyreth and Cordenth would catch on and join the fight. The cannons posed a major threat, but given that the fight took place inside the fort, Arcturus figured they would not fire at their own men and property. In case of their perceived victory, they would have to explain all the damage to their patron, and a small party such as theirs was hardly worth the loss of their military careers.

    In that regard, the politics of Lumara itself worked against its sworn defenders.

    Arcturus heard the clamor from above sooner than he spotted the first rays of light spilling onto the steps high above. He picked up the pace as he pulled his sword free, allowing the white light of holy magic to spring forth around the blade. It seemed to ripple like water as it clung to the blade, casting its rays on the bleak stone around them. He bounded up the final steps and charged through the open door with his mirror shield held high to block any energy blasts drawn his way. When springing an ambush that you could not thwart, the best way was to behave in every other way that the opponent didn¡¯t expect, especially when the men lying in wait knew not the capabilities of his sword and shield.

    He shouted as he ran out into the open, finding no weapons firing at him, no soldiers surrounding him, no archers on the walls. There were only the sounds of frantic soldiers shouting orders and stumbling about, taken aback by what could only be one reason. He heard the occasional snap of energy crossbow fire, followed by a scream, and then a resounding roar. The roar of a dragon.

    "We''ve got the dragon on the run!" came a shout, followed by the sound of additional crossbow shots.

    Lyyreth appeared from the back of the barracks¡¯ roof, bounding over it. His claws ripped up some of the clay tiles, tossing them to the ground as he frantically avoided the energy crossbow shots directed at him. It looked like the dragon had not emerged unscathed however, as some of his green scales were scorched black. As soon as he spotted Arcturus, Lyyreth landed in front of him, panting as the rest of the party caught up to him.

    "This wasn¡¯t part of the plan," Veledar reprimanded his fellow dragon before he returned to his proper size in a flick of his tail. ¡°Though it may just saved us the hassle of handling a proper ambush.¡±

    "And where is Cordenth?" Lyndis cut the red off, her head rotating practically around to scan the many roofs.

    "A horse enthusiast wanted to impress his mates with his knowledge on our breed." Lyyreth said, lowering his snout down slightly. "And when one of the men touched me at his behest, I got nervous, panicked, and turned back to my true form, to the surprise of the group. I¡¯ve been fighting and running the entire time."

    "But you said you were the best at shape-changing!" Veledar snarled. "You gave me a hard time for the exact same reason that thwarted our plan just now!"

    "Not now, Veledar," Arcturus said, pointing at the soldiers starting to regroup behind the corners of the barracks, pushing their crossbow bearers in front to loose the occasional errant shot.

    ¡°Behind,¡± Arcturus urged, getting his party behind the cover provided by the prison. ¡°We have about a minute before they group up and approach us in squads. You are all fortunate they are such crap shots, otherwise we wouldn¡¯t have discussions about shape-changing in the middle of a bloody battle.¡±

    "Where is Cordenth?" Lyndis asked again, a certain urgency permeating her voice.

    "We got separated in the mayhem that ensued. Figured it would be for the best if we fly away and let them believe we were spies employed by whoever they fear. But then, a gnome came out of the prison and alerted the whole fort, so we decided to interfere in their plans and help you out in the process."

    "That was some good thinking. Our best strategy is to find Cordenth, regroup, and set off a few tactical fires to burn strategic spots of this encampment.¡±

    ¡°They¡¯re upon us, Arcturus,¡± Lyndis warned, readying the rest of her party.

    From around the building filed in fifteen soldiers. Half of them carried standard energy crossbows, while one brandished a new design that Arcturus had never seen before. The man holding it was clad in gleaming full plate and carried the large crossbow in both hands, holding it from the top instead of grabbing it from the bottom. It boasted numerous vents and glowed malevolently a dark crimson. The other eight wielded a variety of swords, spears, and axes, flanking their companion clad in full plate clearly to prevent surprise attacks on him.

    Lyyreth poked her head for a glimpse, then retreated behind cover as soon as one of the soldiers fired a crimson bolt in her direction. ¡°Well good news! They know where we bloody are. Bad news though. They aren¡¯t friendly.¡±

    "There they are lads! Let ¡®em have it!" shouted a man, as if to add credence to the half-elf¡¯s words.

    "They have another dragon!" came the cry of another, pointing to the protruding tip of Veledar¡¯s tail that he quickly ducked behind cover. ¡°And he¡¯s a red one! Unless we painted the green one with his blood!¡±the guards split to take cover behind some wooden crates and boxes that were scattered around.

    ¡°There goes our element of surprise.¡± Arcturus sighed, setting his shield infront of him. He tightened his grip, the familiar adrenaline of battle quickening his heart. He nodded when Veledar turned to him, a pleasurable spark in his cerulean spheres. ¡°Charge.¡±

    Veledar roared out in fury from behind Arcturus as the men took aim with their bows. Arcturus lunged from behind cover with his shield to draw their attention as Veledar bounded over him in with a flare of his vast wings, sending their attacks to cover with his firebreath. The orange inferno swept over a handful of the men unlucky enough to escape. They collapsed flailing, consumed by dragonfire. Before the rest of the men could react, the red dragon swooped over their head, drawing their fire. Given his low glide, his tail found purchase around a man, carrying him several dozen feet to crash into a building¡¯s wall, then slumping to the ground.

    While Veledar had the attention of the crossbow wielders, Arcturus activated his shield of faith, letting the blue field envelop him. He saw some of the men swivel their crossbows towards him, but it was already too late for them to do any harm. Veledar had given him the ground he needed.

    One of Merlia¡¯s arrows flew over his right shoulder. It struck a man wielding an energy crossbow right in his eye. The victim crumpled to the ground, clutching the arrow with a pained groan.

    Eager to pick an easier target than a dragon, their next volley of energy crossbow shots were aimed at him this time instead of the dragon. He saw the one with the new weapon point towards him as he charged forward, encouraging his squad to do the same. ¡°Get the one with the shield!¡± he screamed, unloading everything his weapon offered on Arcturus.

    The red bolts slammed against his shield as he ran, one right after the other. To Arcturus, they felt like mere bumps to him despite the threat they carried. One such shot from a regular crossbow would destroy a normal wooden shield, and a few more could pierce a metal one. However, this new weapon fired the bolts faster like a rainstorm, and yet, they still impacted uselessly against the shining surface, leaving no scratch on its surface. Arcturus grinned at the dismay of the man who had no more shots to spare. The lesser crossbow bolts did not even connect with his shield; instead, they were deflected by the blue field of magic surrounding him. He saw them flow off him like water, much to the collected horror of the guards in front of him.

    "It''s not working! We have to¡­" one of the men attempted to change the strategy, only bo be silenced by another of his ranger¡¯s arrows. With a thud, the man collapsed on the ground, as did the ones next to him. Thanks to Merlia¡¯s intervention, Arcturus made it to the rest of them unhindered. He found himself facing eight of the soldiers wielding melee weapons. They stood with their weapons at the ready, guarding the energy crossbow wielding ones as they recharged.

    He flourished his weapon, a tentative strike flowing next to test the mettle of these soldiers. They didn¡¯t break, one blocking his weapon for his ally with a clang. Good they weren¡¯t entirely useless. Though they seemed unwilling to advance on him. Their ranks were soon scattered as Veledar flew overhead, letting loose another burst of flame. His attack set the whole barracks ablaze in an orange inferno, incinerating the ones within and breaking the ranks of the men outside of it.

    The soldier with the new energy crossbow, having learned from its futility at piercing Arcturus¡¯ shield, took aim at Veledar and let loose a near constant stream of red magical bolts. It sounded like the scream of a banshee as the man fired without interruption. Steam started to billow out the vents like thick white snakes. He tailed the dragon with his volley of energy bolts, forcing him to ascend further into the sky to get out of the new weapon¡¯s range.

    Arcturus took advantage of the confusion instilled into the men by the dragon''s roaring fire. One of them tried to keep Arcturus at bay with his spear, but with a swift chop from the glowing sword, he severed the thing''s head and batted it away with his forearm, following up with a slice that cut the man across his chest. The chain mail provided no defense against the magical enhanced blade; it cut right though the worn metal like a hot knife through butter. Another man took his place and leaped at Arcturus, sword raised high. With a short, brisk shove, Arcturus¡¯ shield smashed into the man''s frame with a crunch, causing him to stumble backwards in a daze. Winded and hacking and clutching his broken chest, Arcturus ignored the soon to be dead opponent, striking at a man wielding a sword and shield that rushed forth to defend his fallen comrade. His sword met the man''s hardwood shield, cracking by sheer force of strength and sending the wielder stumbling backwards from the paladin''s enhanced weapon.

    ¡°Don¡¯t go at him one by one. Flank him, you fools!¡± One of the savvier men attempted to coordinate his panicked brethren. The others attacked Arcturus at the same time and from different angles, meaning to land at least one incapacitating blow in the process. Arcturus was forced to side step a jab from a spear, block a strike from a sword, and back up to avoid being pressed into their lasso. The men pressed their advance, emboldened by the renewed success of their tactic.

    At least until Lyndis interfered. The half-elf appeared beside him, holding her hand outstretched. Flames burst forth from her left hand and made several of the men back away while covering their faces with their hands. One unlucky sod that got too close to the source of the spell caught fire and fell screaming to the ground as his body cooked from the flames.

    Then, another arrow flew past Arcturus, and with a blink of white magic, the arrow split into four separate ones, angrily seeking victims. They did so, making each one stumble back with widened eyes, some clutching the shaft in disbelief.

    "This would be the proper time for you to surrender!" Arcturus yelled, drawing the attention of the remaining soldiers before him. They all but had to look at their fallen and the dying to make their decision known.

    ¡°Into the prison,¡± Arcturus directed them to the place most fitting for their like. ¡°Convince your fellow men to do the same, and I swear on my word as a paladin that no harm shall come to those who discard their arms in front of the prison.

    Even the man garbed in full plate discarded his ridiculous weapon, fleeing ungainly in his heavy suit on the way to safe haven.

    Arcturus'' attention was drawn from the surrendering force as he heard the thunderous sound of energy cannon fire. It appeared that three of the towers had gotten someone to man them. Each of the metal cannons firing large beams of brilliant azure energy, streaking across the sky towards the flying red dragon. Veledar kept his attention on the cannons¡¯ movements at all times, staying just out of their reach, forcing them to turn sluggishly so that he could swoop upon them. He started with the cannon closest to him, letting loose his inferno on the gunner, who was promptly reduced to ash. Then, he shifted his focus to another tower, and when he closed in enough, a cone of intense cold sprung forth from the dragon''s claws. It washed over the gunner in that tower, freezing the man to his very controls.

    Another shot rang, as thunderous as the ones before it. The blue energy beam seemed to pass by the dragon¡¯s chest, but this time, the red dragon roared in pain.. Arcturus hoped that it was only a glancing blow as the dragon paused not for a second while he closed in on the last gunner. Veledar swooped in , snatching the man in his jaws and, with a yank, tossed the man violently into the air, unleashing a roar of victory. The dragon dipped his wing membranes and prepared for another pass, no doubt ready to slay whoever dared approach those cannons again.

    Arcturus pried his sight away from his friend striding his way over to Lyyreth who kept a watch on the prison for any errant soldier that might dare lift a weapon off the ground and do something foolish.

    "We can¡¯t spare anyone to watch them while Cordenth is still unaccounted for," Lyndis said, only for the both of them to swerve their heads to the loud, crashing sound that could only be a dragon¡¯s doing.

    As if to answer her question, Cordenth slammed straight into one of the buildings, sending wood and burning debris scattering around.

    "We got this one, lads! Press the attack!" he heard a shout from the group of soldiers that had Cordenth trapped.

    "Let me handle this. I¡¯m the only one who can offer him direct assistance," Arcturus warned his companions as they both prepared to head into danger they didn¡¯t fully understand. On his way to the green dragon, with his shield raised in front of him to deflect crossbow bolts, Arcturus could see that his scales were covered in numerous black burn marks just like Lyyreth¡¯s. As soon as he reached him, he shifted his shield to other hand to point it at the enemies and use his free hand to heal the dragon. Magic sprung forth from his palm, flowing with white tendrils over the green scales. Cordenth¡¯s breaths evened instantly, his pained snarl growing quieter as his muscled relaxed..

    "I couldn¡¯t have asked for better timing. No wonder Veledar keeps you around," the dragon smirked, winding his tail around the human and pulling him into cover. ¡°Lets not give them a free shot shall we?¡±

    "Or it might have something to do with your inability to shy away from dangers determined to claim your life,¡± Arcturus allowed himself a moment of amusement before focusing once again on the encroaching soldiers. ¡°Now that you¡¯re healed, I want you to take Lyyreth and head into the air. Help Veledar in destroying whatever weapons the soldiers might use against us, and don¡¯t kill those who don¡¯t want to kill you.¡±

    ¡°But¡­¡± Cordenth stomped his claw, a savage snort his retort. ¡°Look what they did me.¡±

    ¡°We¡¯re not like them,¡± Arcturus cut off the dragon¡¯s train of festering thoughts. ¡°We have to be better than that. Now get a move on.¡±

    Cordenth gave a nod. "Be careful. All of you," His eyes focused on Lyndis, a concerned flash lingering in them. ¡°Especially you.¡±

    "You¡¯re the one who is always reckless!" Lyndis countered back, pretending to brush off fake dirt on her shoulder.

    The green dragon rumbled, curling his neck back to his brother and giving the dragon a sly smirk. ¡°Come little brother. We have a job to do."

    ¡°You¡¯re only a few minutes older!¡± Lyyreth hissed, flaring his wings and frills.

    The green dragons beat the air like an enemy, pouncing to the air with a wave of scattered dirt. They let loose twin roars that struck awe into the hearts of the men who thought they had them cornered. They tossed their weapons to the ground, raising their hands towards the sky.

    Now that the group who chased Cordenth surrendered their arms and headed for the prison after witnessing Arcturus¡¯ healing prowess, the group earned itself a moment of respite, enough to focus on other things.

    "So, how do we go about getting this message back to the king?" Lyndis asked.

    Merlia care padded her way over. "Dat da time, lass?" She crouched low, behind one of the wooden crates scattered around. Her dwarven eyes scanned for any approaching soldiers, her bow and arrow at the ready.

    "If not now, then when?" She snapped to Arcturus, "Hey sir clanks a-lot. You know these people¡¯s forts better than I do."

    "Aye.¡± He shook his head, sighing at her candidness. ¡°The first place we should visit is Bertram''s quarters. I imagine he had a sending stone himself, so that he could relay messages quickly to Entis," To his dismay he looked up to see two soldiers too brave and foolish to surrender, thinking they could end this threat all by themselves. They brandished their energy crossbows, looking to put an end to them.

    Merlia let fly one of her arrows, catching one of the men in the neck, right above his breastplate. He fell backwards, clutching the arrow. Arcturus heard the dwarf mumble something under her breath as the second man ducked behind a wooden beam for cover. Merlia just calmly nocked her second arrow and drew it back.

    "Ya can''t hide from me!" she shouted, loosing the arrow. ¡°Me arrows will be sniffin ya out!¡±

    The arrow flew towards the man. When the arrow got close, it curved in a way so that it flew around the beam to strike the man dead behind it. The ranger cheered, pumping her fist into the air.

    "Nice shot!" Arcturus exclaimed.

    "You tink dat was a nice shot?" Merlia asked with a laugh, patting the oathbow. "It''s all in da bow, lad.¡± She wiped her grin with her thumb, ¡°Though even without it I''m a great shot."

    "Now that the way is clear, we should head to Bertram''s office before we draw more unwanted attention. With any luck, they will be too busy dealing with all the damage our three dragons are unleashing."

    The three dragons sailed overhead in what appeared to be an attack formation. Veledar let loose a breath of fire, lighting the smithy ablaze. The green dragons flew on either of his sides, letting loose small clouds of poisonous gas meant to deter the humans from extinguishing Veledar¡¯s blaze.

    ¡°Head to the prison, forsake your arms and live,¡± Veledar roared for all the fort to hear. ¡°It¡¯s a far better alternative than getting incinerated or choking on poisonous gas!¡±

    Arcturus led the others through the fort as a constant stream of soldiers hurled their weapons aside and removed their cumbersome armor in the middle of their jog to safety. They passed three groups consisting of several soldiers that dropped their weapons at the mere sight of them, already aware of who this group was.

    ¡°You¡¯re doing the right thing,¡± Arcturus said to them to further stoke their decision. ¡°Head for the prison, and none of you will get hurt. I promise.¡±

    With no one left to stop them, they made it to Bertram''s office unhindered. That was until Lyndis went to open the door to the office. Nearby commotion alerted them of another group¡¯s presence, one that seemed concerned with looking through buildings, consisting of four guards and a gryphon. The gryphon had brown feathers and fur covering her body, with teal tipped wings. The four guards consisted of two human males, one elven male, and a human female. One of the human males was Bor, who had a look of complete terror on his face as he looked to the sky above.

    ¡°We¡¯re not going to fight you,¡± The elven man said, lifting his hands to show that he wouldn¡¯t reach for the sword at his hip. ¡°We¡¯re trying to get as many of the helpless victims to the prison, which is where you want everyone to go apparently.¡±

    "The dragons are on our side, and they won¡¯t damage civilian structures unless provoked," Arcturus said, mildly disconcerted with the thought that one of the three might get jumpy and do it anyway. ¡°The prison is large enough to hold all of you. I¡¯ve seen it myself.¡±

    "What about the prisoners?" the gryphon asked, her yellow eyes narrowing. "Are they still trapped below?"

    "We got them to safety," Lyndis said with her hand still on the doorknob to the office. "And out of your villainous hands."The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.

    "Not our hands, I assure you," the elf snapped back. "We¡¯ve been sneaking one prisoner out of here at a time for months."

    "Be that as it may, I do not require your aid, so either go to the prison or go about your business knowing that your fellow guards may not share your empathy," Arcturus said.

    ¡°But there must be something more we can do!¡± The elf insisted. ¡°Whoever wronged you is not cowering in huts or digging through ruins for lost loved ones.¡±

    Arcturus nodded, recognizing that the elf was right. "Fine. If you¡¯ve truly been helping prisoners, then you won''t mind using this stone to get as many civilians out of here, as well as yourselves when you¡¯re done." He gestured to Lyndis, who pulled the stone from her pouch. "None of the soldiers you cannot vouch for, however. I¡¯ll be the one to decide who gets sent away and who remains in the ruins of this place."

    "Lad, what if dey be lyin¡¯ to us?" Merlia cautioned. "Dey could just be tellin¡¯ us what we want ta hear!"

    "Then they will have the Emerald Lady to deal with," Arcturus said grimly, thinking about what she would do with those sharp teeth of hers. It probably involved ripping and dismemberment, to say the least. He shook his head to get the image out of his mind.

    "Dat is a good point!" Merlia exclaimed. "I forgot about da cranky green witch."

    Lyndis walked over to the elf and held out the stone for him. She briefly went over how to use it with them, making sure they understood the activation phrase as well as the hand movement required. The elf and his companions handled the stone in turns, ensuring that each of them knew its inner workings.

    "Arcturus...." Bor said slowly when his turn came." All of you... thank you."

    "Na problem lad. It¡¯s what we do!" Merlia gave the man a nod and a quick salute.

    "Just go and be safe. We shall see you soon enough, Bor. For now, we both have our missions," Arcturus waved them goodbye as they headed for more houses to rescue people from.

    "Well, it is certainly nice to see that even in a place such as this, there are good people in Lumara," Lyndis said, opening the door to Bertram''s office with a loud creak. "It''s nice to see people like you in Lumara," she stopped Arcturus in the doorway by grabbing his hand. "I want to thank you for helping me save Gerald. When I first met you, I¡­ thought the worst of you."

    "Don''t worry about it. For a split moment, I doubted the group from earlier too. It¡¯s how this world taints us," Arcturus replied, walking into the office. "No matter where you are from and who you are, evil always finds you and tests you." He shook his head, trying to get the image of the torture chamber out of his mind.

    "Well, we should probably start checking through his stuff before the evil outside decides to come sniffing," Lyndis pulled open a drawer from Bertram''s desk with a clatter, causing some of the papers on his desk to scatter to the floor. Arcturus and Merlia joined in to help as well. They started digging through all the paperwork, drawers, cabinets, and everywhere else Bertram would have kept the sending stone.

    "Look wut I found!" Merlia shouted, holding up what appeared to be erotic pictures.

    "Merlia!" Lyndis laughed, slapping her hand to her forehead. "Those don¡¯t look like stones."

    "Well, now we know wut he kept in here!" Merlia chuckled, starting to leaf through them quickly. "Tink I might keep a few of dese!"

    "Merlia!"Arcturus rolled his eyes. He then shook his head and went back to searching through the small chest he found. Unfortunately, he only found a brown cigar wrapped in a red wrapper and various other papers detailing cheating strategies for Arwent, a game played in every tavern of Lumara.

    "Wut? It¡¯s quite the exotic collection that he amassed. Some of them feature exotic species too," the dwarf continued to laugh, stashing some of the pictures into her pack.

    "Found it!" Lyndis thrust up a palm sized brown stone.

    "At least one of us is productive.¡± He chuckled, ¡°Now, we just need to find someone willing to send a message,"

    "Why not git Veledar ta send da message? Git him all intimidation like!" Merlia suggested while digging through a pack lying in the corner of the office.

    "What are you even looking for? More dirty art to steal?" Lyndis quipped.

    "Nah, sated that particular need. Now I be lookin¡¯ for loot, gems, cigars, booze, anyting dis arsehole kept here," Merlia shot back, tossing papers onto the floor. "Hah! Found some!" she cheered, pulling out a small silver flask with the engraving of a gryphon on it. Arcturus walked over and handed her the cigar that he had found. "Tanks lad!" she stashed these, too, into her pouches, "Now I can leave dis place happier den da red baby is in da sky."

    Roars from outside drew Arcturus'' attention back to the matters at hand. "Well, enough pilfering the dead captain¡¯s belongings. Back to getting someone to send this message, and I know just where to go."

    Arcturus walked outside to see Veledar glide overhead. The dragon opened his maw to let loose another wave of fire down onto the burning barracks. Arcturus heard a chorus of screams cry out from the direction of the dragon¡¯s breath. Right behind his force of destruction were Lyyreth and Cordenth, picking off what Arcturus assumed were survivors with their poisonous gas. Concerned that the dragons turned their ire on those willing to surrender without much pressuring, Arcturus picked up the pace as he started to make his way to the point where the dragons had focused their breaths. It was possible he could find survivors there.

    He looked up as he ran to see Veledar turning to start another attack, this time swooping down on the supply depot where several crossbow wielders gathered in a squad to try and take on either of the dragons. However, this time came the earth-shattering sound of thunder, like it was only a few feet from his ears. He watched two blue lances shoot up from where he was heading. The bright lights of magical energy collided with Veledar as he swooped overhead. The dragon roared in pain as he was struck from the air and forced out of Arcturus'' view. The loud, ghastly sound of splintering wood filled the air, and he couldn¡¯t help but picture Veledar crashing into a building, his wings broken and bloodied from the impact. He heard the dragon let out another, weaker roar of pain, soon dwarfed by the cheers of men. Energy crossbows soon filled the air with the non-stopping sound of their snaps, their brethren emboldened by the success. Arcturus willed his feet to go faster as he ran towards his friend, shield at the ready, mind steeled and ready to do whatever he had to.

    With every step, his concern for the red dragon began to take over his military discipline. He could feel pain coursing through his limbs with every step, though deep down, he knew it was not his own. It was almost like it was coming from the dragon himself. He did not know how, or why, but it was happening. It was the only thing that made sense to him as he rounded the corner of a building, passing burning wreckage after burning wreckage.

    He rounded the last corner as Veledar continued to roar out over the sound of the energy crossbows. When Arcturus finally found him, Veledar was backed up against a building together with Lyyreth and Cordenth, all three dragons protected by a golden dome of shimmering magical energy. Facing the trio was a collection of soldiers that stretched as far and wide as the shield allowed, all brandishing energy crossbows. They spread out effectively, so that if the dragons unleashed their breath, they would only be able to snag maybe one or two of the soldiers while exposing themselves to the fire of others in the process. Five of the soldiers were carrying the larger crossbow from before, firing nonstop lines of constant red energy shots at the edges, hoping to catch a dragon¡¯s tail or wing. Despite all the shots from the men, Veledar''s shield was holding. It rippled like a pond¡¯s surface as the myriad of bolts impacted it, seemingly undamaged by the onslaught.

    Knowing that they were temporarily safe, Arcturus shifted his attention to the large, eight-foot-tall construct that stood across Veledar, similar the ones he had seen in the woods. Where those had six limbs to brandish weapons, this one had two large energy cannons on either side of its torso. The end of the cannons ended with a propeller-like device that was spinning, heated steam rolling from it. If those cannons proved to be like the ones on the walls, Arcturus figured they had to recharge every half a minute before they were able to fire again. Ample time to get some sort of attack in.

    Arcturus looked to the walls above the fort. His first thought was to have Merlia and Lyndis get to the towers and use their own cannons against them in a surprise attack. Surely the beams would be able to make short work of the gathered men. However, he also had to take Veledar¡¯s shield into account, as well as Merlia¡¯s and Lyndis¡¯ positioning. He was not sure how long the dragon''s defense could hold. To top this whole dilemma off, he had to somehow keep one of the enemy soldiers alive to leave a message. Sure, going to the prison to ask one of those who surrender seemed like the simpler option, but none would be too quick to aid him, and using force to coerce them made him a hypocrite.

    No. It had to be one of those still fighting. His eyes quickly found one of the men wielding an energy crossbow that shouted orders to the rest of his men. He was balding fella that bore a scar on the back of his head, his age and poise hinting at a life led in the service of Lumara. Good. It meant he had something to lose.

    "Any suggestions?" Arcturus asked when Lyndis and Merlia caught up to him. "We need the balding man over there alive."

    " I could turn invisible and take him hostage," Lyndis proposed, tugging on her cloak suggestively. ¡°I know you¡¯re thinkin it.¡±

    "How ¡®bout we take down da blazin¡¯ metal ting first!" Merlia pulled out an arrow, already readying herself. "We gotta lot of magic between da tree of us. Dat done, I cast a good ole fog cloud, giving da dragons cover! ¡®Cause we already know dey fight just as good in it! Den da men betta start beggin¡¯, cause dose dragons will make short work of ¡®em!"

    Arcturus had no time to think things through, so he picked Merlia¡¯s option for its effectiveness and simplicity. "Very well, Merlia," he patted her on the back encouragingly. "Let¡¯s get to it before Veledar¡¯s shield runs out."

    "Only got a lightning arrow spell left after, though." Merlia twirled the arrow through her fingers, "so one of you two must back me up with something better."

    "I only have the magical rapiers, and they seemed immune to my cantrips yesterday." Lyndis pulled out both of her rapiers. "I figure I turn invisible and look for an opening on the thing while you two keep it busy. Maybe down a soldier or two in the process. Lots of people were hurt down there."

    Arcturus just nodded in agreement. "Then I will charge forward with a shield of faith spell. Should be able to wash off most of the lesser crossbow fire. I have no idea how it will handle the bigger one, though." He then looked to see that, while the normal crossbows were taking snap shots off at Veledar''s shield, the bigger ones never stopped firing. Perhaps they won¡¯t turn and will instead focus on the dragons.

    "Any better ideas before we start?" He said, breathing in deeply and setting his shield at the ready. He gripped the handle on the inside tight.

    "None that I can think of. Let¡¯s get this started!" Lyndis clasped her brooch and activated the invisibility cloak, disappearing from view. Arcturus muttered "Spaan", summoning forth the familiar blue, shimmering shield of magic, after which he charged towards the metal monster towering over them, shouting a battle cry to get the soldiers to focus on him. He heard several yells from the men as he covered the ground quickly towards the construct, the squad facing Veledar shifting their attention to him instead. With each step, he felt like he was reliving that one fateful moment in Entis, where Dread Flame had butchered his family. This time though, he was going to make it in time. He held his shield high as the construct swiveled to face him. He saw the cannons had stopped letting out steam, hinting that they almost cooled off.

    Shit. He didn¡¯t count on it turning, let alone do so almost as fast as the men.

    Arcturus clenched his teeth as the thing fired its twin cannons in a brilliant light of blue magical energy. The clap of thunder was near deafening at this range, and he could not hear Veledar cry out to him. Even the men had ceased their fire to see the foolish knight reduced to ash.

    "ARCTURUS!" he imagined the dragon shouting, fear all too present in his roar. ¡°THE BEAMS ARE MAGIC! THE SHIELD! USE THE SHIELD!

    He gripped the shield¡¯s handle tightly as he ducked behind it to block the beams, holding a deep, painful breath in his chest.

    The twin beams slammed into the mirror shield in an instant, their sheer force of a battering ram. He gritted his teeth and held fast as his arm and shield trembled from the crackling magical fury. That was when he felt something from within, calling from the shield. He could feel the magic swirling within the shield, begging to be released. He had to return it quickly or lose his chance. So, he focused his gaze on the construct and pictured the beams turning back on it. Sure enough, in a brilliant stream of light, the beams rebounded towards the construct. They carved twin holes into the metal monster, slicing the cannons clean off.

    At the same time, an arrow sparking with electricity sailed past the paladin, striking the empty space where one of the cannons used to be. It lodged into the machine¡¯s frame glowing an angry yellow before exploding, bathing the construct in bolts of slithering electricity. The thing started to squirm and spasm as a cascade of sparks showered the area. Only stopping with a metallic screech, plumes of blackened smoke coiling up from it¡¯s marred hide.

    With a determined smirk on her face, Lyndis appeared out of thin air ontop of the metallic horror. She flourished her rapiers before plunging both of them down into the thing''s red eye, causing a flash of golden light the moment she pierced the crystal lying at its core. She back flipped off the construct as it collapsed onto the ground as nothing more than a pile of twisted metal.

    Arcturus saw the one giving orders fall silent, dumbstruck by what his party had achieved in such a short time span. Though that only lasted for a few fleeting moments.

    ¡°Well kill them!¡± The man barked, slapping two next to him on the back.

    Merlia was faster. Her thick fog already engulfing the squad of soldiers before they had the chance to take aim. It spread across the area, invading every inch with a cloud so thick that you could not see your own hand right in front of your face.

    "Now, Crimson Sky!" Arcturus shouted. "Let them have it!"

    The dragon unleashed a mighty roar, that seemed to ignite the air aflame. It even eclipsed the two others to join him, a terrible song of the coming death that no man should hear. But here they were.

    Arcturus lowered his weapon, raised his shield, and signaled to Lyndis and Merlia to fall back behind cover. His breath slowed as pity had sunk into his bones.

    "Surrender now!" he shouted over the sound of energy crossbow snaps filling the air, followed by a scream of pain. It ended abruptly, followed by a dragon¡¯s snarl. "Surrender and you will be shown mercy!" he stopped to wait for a reply and, soon enough, he earned it.

    "WE SURRENDER!" shouted the man who¡¯d been giving orders. "MEN, THROW DOWN YOUR WEAPONS! FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS, YOU WILL ONLY END UP KILLING EACH OTHER!"

    "Listen to your better, you blind fools. Any of you holding a weapon when this fog lifts won¡¯t live long enough to get a second chance," came Veledar''s voice from the fog, deep and terrible. If Arcturus did not know the dragon as well as he did, he would have been pissing himself in his pants for sure. "Do I make myself clear?" Silence hung in the air as Veledar gave his message a chance to sink in before reinforcing it with an ear shattering roar. "DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"

    "Yes, of course, absolutely sir dragon!" came a collection of pitiful cries from the survivors.

    "You heard them, Merlia," Arcturus requested. "Lower the fog."

    "Right away, lad."

    Arcturus watched as the thick fog began to evaporate before his very eyes. The first thing he could see were the flames that consuming every building, making it seem as if each one possessed a crown of flames. Next was the towering gaze of his dragon r, his blue eyes filled with equal parts restraint and savagery as they scanned the collected mass of kneeling soldiers. Then came the forms of Lyyreth and Cordenth, standing several yards away with their snouts plastered in blood. It dripped from their maws slowly, painting the ground beneath them

    Only six soldiers remained, every single one of them shivering as they threw panicked, furtive glances at Veledar. Arcturus could see that not even one of them held a weapon.

    Good, there was to be no more bloodshed then.

    "What are you going to do with us?" One of the braver men inquired of Veledar. "Eat us? Maul us? Incinerate us?¡± His words caused the others to mutter to each other in panicked whispers.

    "I will do no such thing,¡± Veledar said, folding his wings tight to his sides as he made his way to Arcturus. "You will go to the prison, where the rest of your people who had enough common sense currently reside. On the way there, share the wisdom you have attained here with your comrades, otherwise it is them I shall eat. Now, which one of you is in charge?¡± Veledar started to slowly circle them like a hunting cat as Lyyreth and Cordenth cordoned them off to make sure none left before their business was concluded.

    "That would be Captain Bertram!" the man that had been shouting orders yelled out.

    "Unfortunately, your captain lacked your foresight and was appropriately handled!" Veledar sneered in the man¡¯s face. Arcturus saw the man turn his head to the side, closing his eyes, expecting the worst to happen.

    "This means I require the next one in command. Come on, you egg-head," Veledar tapped the top of his head with a talon. ¡°Give us what we¡¯re looking for, so that the rest of your squad can carry their piss-stained pants somewhere else.¡±

    "T-that would be me, Crimson Sky!" the man dramatically dropped to all fours, his hands touching the ground as he wailed. "I¡¯m not like Bertram! I¡¯ve done no wrongs in me life and hurt none that didn¡¯t wish to hurt me first."

    Veledar chuckled, offering the man his tail to help get him up. "Have some dignity, will you? You surrendered, which places you under the mercy of the paladin standing over there, which I dare not tarnish. Besides, I need something from you. A simple enough task, to be sure."

    The man hesitantly gripped Veledar¡¯s tail, using it to hoist himself onto his two legs. "Whatever it is you need, I will make sure you get it." The man looked up as Veledar focused on him with predatory eyes. It looked like the dragon would rip the man to pieces in an instant, as his frills on the side of his face quivered ever so slightly.

    "I need you to send a message to your king." Veledar gestured to the burning fort around them with a wingtalon. ¡°In it, you shall mention that every fort such as this will be burned by my fire, for I will take from him as he has taken from me," Veledar snapped his teeth inches from the man''s face at that last bit, causing the man to flinch.

    He then shared a glance with Arcturus, who shook his head at the proposition. It wasn¡¯t that he didn¡¯t agree with it; Veledar could see the determination to punish Lumara burn deep within his eyes. What he wanted¡ªwhat he needed¡ªwas for Veledar to be better than that.

    Veledar¡¯s frills twitched in frustration as he turned to the man, favoring him an elegant smile. ¡°And please do mention that, while the king must pay for what he has done, his subjects do not. So, he shall give a public decree that all such forts will be abandoned, otherwise you and the rest of the survivors will all spread the tale of how he willingly let those people die when he could simply prevent it.¡±

    The man nodded, gulping down audibly. "I can certainly accommodate, if only I¡ª"

    "Got the sending stone right here," Lyndis pulled out the stone and held it aloft for all to see. She then casually strolled up to the man and placed it in his hand. When he moved his hand away, Lyndis grabbed his wrist, squeezing it with all the strength she could muster. ¡°Do not omit any word of what the dragon said.¡±

    "Thank you, minion," Veledar grinned at her, causing Arcturus to chuckle under his breath as the rogue muttered a few curses, shaking her head.

    The man held up the stone and spoke what Veledar had wanted him to say. His voice remained eerily smooth throughout the process, drawing from every ounce of his inner strength as a leader to keep his words even.

    "It¡¯s done," he said, trying to hand the stone back to Veledar who just looked at him, puzzled. ¡°What am I supposed to do with it? Swallow it? Minion, scoot over and do me this other service.¡±

    Lyndis groaned audibly but did as he requested. ¡°I am not your minion,¡± she kicked Veledar¡¯s ankle hard enough to make him wince in discomfort. At least none of the men dared to even attempt a smile, most likely too terrified.

    "Well then, this means our business is concluded. I suppose your king will send someone to rescue you, so go make yourself comfortable with your fellow men in the prison you built until we¡¯re out of sight. Then, you can do what you please with the ruins. They¡¯re yours to keep," Veledar lifted his snout, smiling at his work. Arcturus saw the pride in his blue eyes, punctuated with a final, satisfied drag of the air.

    ¡°Shite,¡± Merlia said, aiming and loosing an arrow faster than Arcturus could blink. ¡°Got a rowdy pair o¡¯ gryphons flying our way.¡±

    "Diraak, don¡¯t!" came a screech from above them. Arcturus looked up to see a grey feathered gryphon flying straight for Veledar with his talons out, ready to strike the dragon down. The gryphon was being followed by another one with white feathers, clearly female. Unlike the attacking gryphon, she seemed intent on catching the grey one.

    ¡°Don¡¯t,¡± Arcturus shouted his own warning as he drew the crossbow he had grabbed and activated the rune on it instinctively, without even looking at it, while taking aim.

    ¡°Don¡¯t? Are ye speaking tae him, or tae me?¡±

    ¡°Both,¡± he said with a low, hushed voice before he raised it so that Diraak could hear. ¡°Your leader surrendered. You have nothing more to fight for. Give up, else you¡¯ll force my hand!¡±

    When the gryphon showed no signs of slowing down, Arcturus fired several bolts in quick succession, each of them striking precise spots in the gryphon¡¯s body to incapacitate him without causing him lasting damage. One impacted the beast¡¯s chest, causing the cat bird to screech in pain as its feathers burned. His second pierced the bone of the gryphon''s right wing, causing it to wobble in the air. The last shot struck one of its talons right before it tried to slash at the retreating dragon.

    Veledar spun around before the gryphon called Diraak could even touch his scales. In one swift motion, he pounced on the dazed gryphon and pinned him to the ground. The gryphon let out a pained gasp as Veledar pressed a claw against his throat, the fight in his eyes being replaced by fear as he squirmed, his struggle forcing the dragon¡¯s grip to tighten.

    "Please don''t hurt him!" the gryphon from behind screamed as she landed before them gracefully. She turned trembling and gasped as Lyyreth and Cordenth flared their wings. "Please spare him!" she begged, "We both mean to surrender!"

    "Traitor!" the gryphon spat as he continued to flail within Veledar''s grasp like an unruly child. Working dirt into his feathers. "The paladin there is a good for nothing traitor! Skraaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!¡± He shrieked in pain as Veledar dug his claws deeper into the gryphon¡¯s flesh.

    "I suggest you speak kindly to my paladin. He is the only reason more than three quarters of your fort are cowering in the prison you built!" he snarled, pressing down again on the gryphon to get his point across. The cat bird shouted in pain once again.

    "Please!" the female gryphon pleaded. "Diraak, do you truly wish to die here? To fight after everyone else surrendered?"

    ¡°That is mighty foolish indeed,¡± the newly appointed commander of the ruined fort said, kneeling beside the gryphon. ¡°Diraak, you bird-brained fool, it¡¯s over. It¡¯s all over. Look around you!¡±

    While he did, Veledar turned to the female gryphon. "What''s your name, gyphon?"

    "Azurisz," she spoke softly, her eyes locking on her brother''s struggles. ¡°He¡¯s always been too proud for his own good.¡±

    "Aye," the commander said, grabbing him by the sides of his head to whisper words too soft for Arcturus to understand. Whatever he said, it caused Diraak to cease his struggles with a resigned sigh.

    ¡°He¡¯s not going to give you any more trouble,¡± the man said to Veledar, beads of sweat adorning his brow.

    "You better not squander this opportunity." Veledar got off the gryphon and walked a few feet away, curling around Arcturus with a threatening growl. Dirraak did not move from the spot, preferring to lie there in the dirt. Azurisz rushed to her brother, but he simply batted her away with a wing, turning his head from her.

    "What about the prisoners?" Azurisz turned her attention to Veledar after she looked around at all the burning buildings.

    "They are in a safe place. Your concern is touching, little kitty bird." Veledar swayed his tail slightly, pulling his head back with a slick tilt to the side.

    "Thank the gods. I have been helping set some of them free, after¡­well, it¡¯s too long a story," she said after sharing a look with the commander, who seemed equally surprised.

    "You too?" asked Lyndis, baffled.

    "You¡­my sister¡­!?" Diraak gasped, spitting blood from his beak and onto her white feathers.

    "Looks like he needs some help," Arcturus said, strolling over to the gryphon who attempted to lash out at him with a talon. Arcturus swerved away from the strike, then used his foot to pin down his paw. ¡°I¡¯m not asking, Diraak. I¡¯m offering.¡±

    Diraak turned his head and glared at Arcturus with his green eyes. "I do not need help from a trai......" his words were replaced by a deep breath of relief as Arcturus placed his hand of his chest to heal him.

    ¡°Feels better, eh? As every fresh start should.¡±

    His most prominent wounds mended, Diraak scrambled onto his feet and trotted away sullenly.

    "That settles things between us," Veledar snapped, causing the soldiers to suddenly stand at attention. "All of you will be staying here, and if I spy any of you following us, I will return and find creative new ways to teach you the meaning of disobedience.¡±

    The soldiers all gave him quick quivering nods, their eyes wide as they watched his tail thrash about.

    "He does remember we can teleport, right?" Lyndis whispered to Arcturus, covering her mouth with the back of her hand.

    "I think he is too caught up in the performance," he replied back, watching as the dragon went on about making sure they understood his orders.

    "Fine. Enough threats. Time to go." Veledar turned his head towards Azurisz. "Azurisz, was it? You best come with us as well, unless you would rather stay here." Veledar pointed his tail towards the soldiers. Azurisz only nodded in reply as she looked to her brother, only to find him gone from sight. She dipped her head before walking over and taking a stand near Veledar.

    Arcturus mounted the dragon after he had crouched down. He knew it was not going to be for long, but he couldn''t wait to be in the sky again. He could feel a small sense of anticipation building in his gut, and it almost felt like he could feel Veledar''s own relief at departing from his place right alongside his. He looked down to the soldiers from the dragon''s back. They stared back at him with squinty, angered eyes. Like he was nothing more than a monster he used to read about. He graced them with a hardened look, setting his hands on the dragon¡¯s neck. Already his mind started to ease.

    "Ready?" Veledar asked.

    "You know we can teleport using the stone, right?" Arcturus whispered to the dragon.

    "Of course I know, but flying¡¯s far better than muttering some stupid incantation that always ends with irritating dizziness!" the dragon spread his wings and bounded into the sky with a mighty flap. They spiraled upwards into the sky, the horrid blot of a fort growing smaller by the moment with each eager flap of the dragon¡¯s wings. Those sharpened looked appeared in the vast blue horizon, judging him without words. It was hard to believe he¡¯d been like those soldiers once. How long ago it seemed now, ages even. Almost like it had been a past life.

    Veledar curled his neck, flashing him a knowing smile, a need to go higher twinkling with the sun. Almost begging for his compliance. So Arcturus returned it, letting the warmth it provided flow from his cheeks to the core of his being.

    ¡°Well go higher then!¡±

    The dragon roared his approval, beating the air with his vast wings, scattering any cloud foolish to get in their way.

    He had a different life now. One on the back of a dragon.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 14: One Last Night

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Chapter 14: One Last Night</u>

    On the back of the dragon, the screams and shouts of guilty and innocent alike no longer troubled Arcturus. There was only the fire and the smoke, devoid of everything that made combat gruesome. He breathed in the fresh air of the high skies, letting it pool in his lungs before exhaling with a sigh. The thrill of combat still permeated his muscles. With no one to let it out on, it turned into bothersome shivers that gave him no peace.

    To try and find distraction, Arcturus looked around the great expanse surrounding him. The patches of water impressed him the most. They were like little blue gems surrounded by the sea of green. The back of his mind reminded him that they had the stone to teleport, and that this grand exit was only for show. However, with the wind rushing against his face, the sunlight bathing them with its cascading warmth, and the steady wing beats of his dragon calmed him like nothing else ever did.

    His dragon...Well, that is surprising,

    Prior to this moment, he never thought of Veledar as his. They had been through so much, this stupid dragon and him, so this was an inevitable step in the development of their relationship. He patted the red scales of Veledar¡¯s neck, smiling at this discovery. From this angle, Veledar looked not only magnificent, but also beautiful. Actually, he looked like that from any angle.

    However, if you told him that, you would never hear the end of it.

    "I never expected humans to soil themselves just because a dragon addresses them," Veledar shouted over the wind, snapping Arcturus out of his thoughts.

    "It surely helps that you grow more and more proficient at pulling off the intimidating dragon act!"

    "Who was acting, Arcturus? I AM intimidating!" Veledar did a turn by tilting his wing, spinning them through the air. Wispy clouds underneath them twisted and coiled like little storms as the dragon chuckled deep in his throat. Unable to resist Arcturus joined the dragon in his laughter, enjoying the pleasant rush of warmth to his cheeks.

    "Most intimidating, and let¡¯s not forget merciful.¡± He smiled as the dragon flashed one eye back to him, rows of shiny teeth displayed in a proud smile. One dutifully earned in light of the attack. ¡°You did well, giving them a chance to surrender. Really.¡± He patted the dragon¡¯s neck. ¡°Knighty.¡±," Arcturus said with a smile.

    "Is that an insult?" Veledar tilted his head, his frills on either side fluttering as the wind batted them. ¡°Just because you¡¯re aloud to fly upon my back, does not give you the right to inflict upon me grievous word wounds.¡±

    "No, I meant it in the best way possible!" He laughed, the dragon joined with him until it grew into a pleasure filled warble on the wind.

    "Good to hear!¡± He rumbled, smirk returning to his snout. ¡°Do you think those pitiful soldiers had enough? Effectively burned into their eyes the majesty of my scales? No doubt tell for years on end the story of how they were bested by Crimson Sky?"

    The paladin offered the pleased dragon a sigh, putting an end to such ego before it got out of hand."They did not seem so pitiful when they had you pinned against the wall. You¡¯re not invincible, you know."

    ¡°Course you mention.¡±Veledar blew out a puff of white smoke in derision. ¡°Please, you had me in a tighter spot than they ever did. You succeeded at entrapping me with a lesser number of men too, although it should have been mighty obvious by my deeds.¡± The dragon returned his snout to the horizon with a prideful grin on his snout, one that even had his eyes closed. ¡°that I went easy on you."

    "We can always have a rematch," Arcturus replied, returning the grin. "Unless you are ready to accept your limitations right here and now. Once more find your mighty claws trapped beneath that of a human."

    "Hah!" Veledar laughed deeply in his throat. "It will be you that is pinned to the ground beneath me...¡± The dragon growled playfully in the back of his throat. ¡°Right where you belong."

    They laughed together as the dragon began his descent, landing with a steady back-wing and hardly a bump when his hinds touched upon the ground. The sounds of their companions cheering drew their attention away from their light conversation. as the two other dragons and their accompanying gryphon landed beside them.

    "Never gets old!" Lyndis shouted, pumping her fist. "I think you actually fly better than our dragon, Cordy!"

    "Naturally, Lyndis. As a fire dragon, Veledar has far too much hot air in him," Cordenth replied with a smile, sticking his tongue out at Veledar as the half-elf dismounted.

    Veledar just returned the tongue joust with a smack of his tail as Arcturus clambered off his crimson steed. He smacked the dragon on his shoulder, smirking as Veledar curled his head around with a snort of white smoke.

    ¡°Unbefitting of a knightly dragon to do the tongue jousting.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m not a knight.¡± The dragon replied with a rumble, curling around the human with a sway of his tail. ¡°And what if I rather like the tongue jousting? You going to stop me?¡±

    ¡°Possibly.¡± He smirked, pushing away the red¡¯s snout, only earning himself a long, wet lick across the face. ¡°Hey!¡±

    ¡°One victory to me it seems.¡± The dragon rumbled, spinning round to saunter his way over to the rogue and green dragon laughing about something. Enough that she was leaning up on his scales, smile practically dominating her features. If Arcturus didn¡¯t know any better he might think they were sweet on each other. Before he could offer his praise to his companions the bratty red dragon was quick to offer his instead.

    "At least you didn¡¯t end up skewered by a metal stick this time.¡± Veledar chuckled, nosing his snout in on the chatty green. ¡° And you acted quite brave. Standing by myside when they had me..cornered. I could have sworn I saw two full grown dragons out there who actually listened to instructions. Instead of the freshly hatched whelps you seemed intent on convincing me you are!"

    "Hey, you¡¯re barely older than us!" Lyyreth protested with a growl, crouching low so Merlia could slowly make her way off the dragon. The entire way down she complained about his height, and how dwarves were not meant to ride dragons. Gryphons? Sure, but not the scaled reptiles. ¡°Besides, I heard you¡¯re the reason our plan was thwarted by killing a captain that Arcturus had all but subdued.¡±

    ¡°Arnt you the one that sneezed and blew your cover above the fort?¡± The red snorted, pushing his snout practically against Lyyreth¡¯s own. ¡°Or am I mistaken?¡± The red smirked when the green¡¯s frills turned a darker shade of green, his nose wiggling, begging to sneeze.

    "Yeh did fine lads, the lot of ya!" Merlia shouted with the voice of a creature four times her size, crossing her arms tightly across chest. "All¡¯s well when it ends well. Rest is just details!"

    "But it¡¯s the details that embellish a story!¡± Veledar spun around to tease at the smirking dwarf. ¡°Like the ones where I made sure to keep all of you from getting surrounded, almost at the cost of my very life! Make sure to remember that when you tell all the other people you travel with miss dwarf." Veledar stretched out his wings, fluffing them outward so she got a good look.

    "Is dat so? Who saved yer scaly arse when dose gits had ya pinned?¡± The ranger gestured to the humanoids and Arcturus. ¡°Or are we rememberin dat wrong?

    Arcturus coughed, and Lyndis just chuckled.

    "Fine, fine, details, I get it," Veledar grumbled, rolling his eyes. ¡°You helped too I suppose. Enough room in the song for Crimson Sky¡¯s companions as well.¡±

    ¡°Is there?¡± Arcturus was soon to smile, relishing how the red kneaded the ground, quick to snake his neck down, snapping his jaw inches from the man¡¯s face.

    ¡°Yes.¡±

    Without fear he patted the dragon¡¯s cheek, right below the tannish eye scales and getting a long snort of warm air that ruffled his hair.

    ¡°Good thing you¡¯ve grown on me. Otherwise you¡¯d lose that hand.¡±

    ¡°That so?¡±

    ¡°Willing to tempt it?¡± The dragon rumbled, cerulean spheres challenging the paladin to keep this up. So of course Arcturus did so, ending up on his rear when that horned head pushed him over with a growling laugh.

    ¡°Mind we break this up?¡± Lyndis was quick to pull the blushing human up,fishing out the stone from her pouch, wrapped in the cloth from before. ¡°I¡¯d like to get ourselves away from the fort before we get about some more bloody flirting.¡±

    ¡°We weren¡¯t doing¡­.that.¡± Arcturus brushed himself of any lingering debris, finding a red snout hovering over his shoulder. Nodding in agreement.

    ¡°If I were flirting, I¡¯d tell Arcturus pleasing he looked.¡±

    ¡°Wait what?¡±

    The dragon¡¯s head tilted downward, hissing his apologies with a wrinkled snout. ¡°She¡¯s got me all tongue tied!¡±

    Lyndis just smirked with a raised brow, her eyes teasing the man as they glanced between himself and the dragon. ¡°Sure I do.¡±

    Veledar surely wasn¡¯t doing that with him right? He eyed the hissing dragon, silver tongue trying to talk his way out of the half-elf¡¯s snickering laughter. She cut off his argument with a hand.

    ¡°Unbelievable!¡± The dragon snorted, pressing his claws into the grassy ground. Flicking his tail, glaring as Lyndis strode over to the gryphon with an outstretched hand. ¡°The nerve of that woman!¡±

    "What is this?" Azurisz asked, backing up and flaring her wings, as if ready to take off at a moment¡¯s notice.

    "Apologies, Azurisz," Arcturus pushed the thoughts of flirting and whatnot from his mind, slowly placing his hand on the gryphon¡¯s neck to caress it slowly, tenderly. Like he was easing a spooked horse. He explained that it was to take them to the Forest of Despair, and whom was waiting for them to return. He then explained how to activate the stone, as well as the mild symptoms that first-time travelers might suffer from.

    "So, she does exist¡­" the gryphon said softly, leaning against Arcturus¡¯ arm as if to find refuge in his touch. "I have heard such unpleasant things about what she does to trespassers."

    "Dun worry yer purdy wings off!" Merlia gestured back to the tiny fort. "She wanted that place gone and got us dere. We won¡¯t let her hurt ya, lass."

    Arcturus nodded in agreement while still combing through the gryphon¡¯s neck feathers to try and soothe her. Azurisz, however, folded her wings up, took a deep breath, and stepped away from the party. "I prefer to take my chances wherever my wings may carry me. I want nothing to do with that¡­¡± Her voice grew taught, ¡°Emerald Lady.¡±

    "Well, dat¡¯s understandable, lass. We''ve had our fill as well," Merlia shrugged, touching the stone. "Speakin¡¯ o¡¯ which, I wan¡¯ ta get dis ova with... Take care of yerself, lass," Merlia gave a quick salute before caressing the stone in a circular pattern. With an utterance of the activation word she was consumed by thick, purple fog. With a sudden pop the fog vanished, and with it the dwarven ranger.

    Azurisz leaped backwards with her wings spread wide, her chest rising and falling quickly. "I take it this is goodbye, then?"

    "Appears so," Lyndis replied as Cordenth and Lyyreth touched the stone themselves.

    "Thank you for freeing all those people from that horrid place.¡± The gryphon bowed her head, ears splaying on either side. ¡°and most of all, for not only showing mercy to my brother, but for healing him and giving him a blessed second chance,"

    "It¡¯s what we do," Arcturus nodded as she rose up, test flapping her wings. ¡°You¡¯ve a good heart and a gentle soul, dear gryphon. I pray that you shall find a mate worthy of your affection.¡±

    ¡°And if he misbehaves, aim for his balls. That will straighten him right up,¡± Veledar snickered, curling around Arcturus with a swish of his tail.

    "What are your names?¡± Azurisz¡¯s ears twitched as she turned to each of them. ¡°So that I may treasure them?"

    "Lyndis Kuxion!" Lyndis gave a quick salute.

    "Veledar, but I vastly prefer Crimson Sky for personal reasons." Veledar held a paw to his chest as it swelled, his snout held high.

    "And I am Arcturus Lund, Paladin of Bahamut," Arcturus said, grabbing her forepaw to cup it between his hands, his kindness turning the gryphon misty eyed.

    "Cordenth, Radiant Star," Cordenth interrupted the moment the two tried to share.

    "Radiant Star?" Veledar turned his snout to the green dragon, bemused. "You chose Radiant Star as the name to share with everyone else?"

    "What? It¡¯s better than Crimson Sky,¡± he snorted a puff of smoke in challenge. ¡°At least mine can fill the role of a beautiful metaphor in the songs and poems of the bipeds, while yours sounds like the childish dream of a hatchling who doesn¡¯t realize he¡¯s just a speckle in the sky.¡±

    "Grrrh,¡± Veledar snarled, clearly taken aback by Cordenth¡¯s savagery. ¡°At least mine¡¯s imposing and grand, while yours is probably copied from an astronomy ledger, hrawr!"

    "And your name?" Azurisz turned to Lyyreth as the two dragons continued to squabble with hisses and flaring frills. Arcturus gave her a meek smile, downright embarrassed with the turn this took. He nearly face palmed when talk of doing better than the other was brought into the mix. This was his life now.

    "It¡¯s um.... Lyyreth, the Benevolent Scholar, I think. I mean, yeah, that¡¯s it," Lyyreth coughed, almost embarrassed to say his title after the other two ruined this moment for him.

    "Thank you, Benevolent Scholar," the gryphon replied with a smile on her beak. "At least you are wise enough not to involve yourself into¡­ whatever that is," she gestured to the green and red, who were listing their accomplishments in no particular order.

    "We''re arguing about who is more radiant!" Veledar turned his snout to the gryphon, "For if I am more radiant that Cordenth, then he has to change his name to more accurately represent his diminished radiance." Veledar grabbed the stone with his claw, signaling to Arcturus to scoot over.

    "Well Azurisz, we must be off. May your wings carry you safely from here," Arcturus gave a quick bow, which the gryphon reciprocated as a sign of mutual respect and admiration.

    "May yours as well." Azurisz spread her wings, and with a graceful flap, she was in the air.

    "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you don''t have any wings," Veledar corrected her.

    "It¡¯s just an expression gryphon say." Arcturus laughed, grabbing the stone as well and throwing Veledar a sly glance. ¡°You¡¯re not as long and wide as your namesake implies either.¡±

    ¡°Hey! You¡¯re supposed to take my side, just like I take yours!¡±

    ¡°When you criticize others, prepare to be criticized back,¡± Arcturus pet Veledar¡¯s shoulder. ¡°An eye for an eye, right?¡±

    The dragon turned away from him, unwilling to put up with more wordplay. Arcturus turned to give the plains one last look, then shifted to the large column of rising smoke in the distance. Part of him couldn¡¯t help but feel guilty at the thought of leaving all those prisoners in such a vulnerable state, but they reaped what they sowed. So, he turned back to the dragons, who now began to argue about who was the better flier.

    "Send me," Arcturus said after preforming the circular pattern with his finger. Like before it felt  as though the stone was a blackhole, strongly pulling into it¡¯s precipice. His entire body shivered, trying to fight this unearthly call but it was inevitable. Icy tendrils raked across his skin, permeating his being and sinking into the marrow of his bones. The man¡¯s eyes fluttered as it suddenly changed, overpowering heat replacing cold in the blink of an eye. Stars burst in front of him, consuming his vision, as pained, fractured screams echoed within the bright flashes. He tried to clutch his ears to shield them, but found he could not move his limbs. He himself had ceased to exist, simply a wavering cloud of silver gas. Then everything froze when the sound of his son pushed everything aside. Repeating the same phrase that dragged a sword across his heart.

    "She¡¯s so pretty, father¡­"

    Breath suddenly found his lungs in a spine tingling gasp. Never had the smell of pine and that of a damp forest ever been so refreshing. Arcturus coughed, banged his chestplate and let the flickering stars fade into the bursting colors around him. With a cough he realized that he was standing within the Emerald Lady¡¯s lair, surrounded by his friends and the lingering mist swirling about their ankles. The towering dragoness was lounging on her side, talking to Gerald by the looks of it. Arcturus was about to voice out his surprise, but instead stumbled forward, his legs like they¡¯d been turned to jelly.

    ¡°Oh¡­.there it is.¡± He groaned, landing with a sudden clang of metal on stone. Thankfully he didn¡¯t feel a thing, either from his armor or the numbness about his limbs.

    "I think I am done with fairy magic for a century or two." Veledar wheezed, nosing at Arcturus¡¯ ears. ¡°Speaking of which. Are you okay there? Or are you trying to do an impression of a log? Cause if so. Well done.¡±

    ¡°No. No.¡± He groaned, slowly rising up with the help of a well-placed crimson neck. ¡°Though you make a good scaled hand hold.¡±

    ¡°I can still drop you.¡± The dragon teased back, curling around him protectively as the Emerald lady set her predatory sights on them.

    "It appears your mission has been a success. Wonderful," the Emerald Lady cooed. She seemed less menacing than before. Almost friendly, given the noticeable smile that spread across her snout."Since I received the prisoners, I suspect our bargain is through¡­unless you have something to add.¡±

    "I may haf someting ta say.¡± The dwarven lass took a steep forward. ¡°If ye can see da future like ye love ta brag, why ask us? Tis all a game to ye, isn¡¯t it? Or maybe yer just dat good at pretendin¡¯,¡± Merlia chuckled weakly. Arcturus saw her lurch and cover her mouth.

    "Sometimes the future can be¡­fickle." the Emerald Lady stared up from them, seemingly out into an endless void. "There are times when you can change the outcome, and times when the strands of fate have a will of their own." she twitched her tail, then licked her nose, as if she was almost relieved of the positive outcome. "Thankfully the fates were kind to me this day."

    "To you? Now dats a good jest! We were da ones out dere, fightin the fight!"

    "Yes, but I was your general. The victory goes to me, no matter the part you played in it."

    Merlia turned red, but with a glance from the Emerald Lady reigned in her tongue.

    The dragoness flicked her gaze to her children, a fondness spreading within those amethyst pools."I am also pleased to see my offspring safe and¡­mostly unscathed. I assume the taste of your first real battle convinced you to follow your plans?¡±

    So she actually does care about them.

    "Y-yes," Lyyreth replied, holding up his snout. "There are so many things we still have to learn, and we can only do so by spreading our wings.¡±

    Cordenth was next, striding past his brother with an air of urgency about his voice. Like his next few words might be denied him by a lingering hiss. ¡°My brother speaks true. Whatever reasons you had to keep us in your forest have ran their course, have they not?¡± Silence fell as the dragon held his gaze, his frills twitching in and out. His muscles only relaxed when the larger dragoness rumbled in her throat, a smile spreading across his muzzle. Between the pair of them she glanced them over, from onyx horn to frill lined tail. She took a step forward, warmth practically filling the air.

    "That is true, little ones. You¡¯ve outgrown the comfort of your home, and while the world is a wondrous place to brave, you must always be mindful about the dangers lurking at every corner. Today has been one of the greatest tests of your lives; a test you have conquered like every brave dragon should," she gestured to Arcturus and the others. "Now you are ready to leave." Emerald Lady surged in, nuzzling Lyyreth with closed eyes. Her purrs filled the air as the smaller dragon nuzzled back, returning her affections. Without missing a beat green scales rubbed along each other as the emerald mother spread her wings, pulling her other offspring in. The group sat in silence as the air filled with a cacophony of pleased sounds, set to what looked like a ball of wiggling green snakes.

    When she parted, the mother gave the two a departing lick. Gesturing to that of a bright white door that rose from the floor, seemingly by a wave of her claw. ¡°You may go. I won¡¯t be long with these mortals.¡±

    Arcturus rose his brow as his mind whispered suspicions of one last trick. What was she trying to do? He leaned against red scales as the greens asked as much of her. She replied with a chuckle, insisting that she meant them no ill. At least that was one less thing they had to deal with.

    The two dragons said a quick goodbye as they went to leave. Cordenth, however, turned his neck back towards the group before stepping through the door frame. "Don''t take too long. We should do something before tomorrow. Something small to celebrate our achievements." The dragon gestured to the doors with his neck.

    "Don''t worry Cordenth. We¡¯ll be there." Lyndis replied, giving the green dragon a wave. Cordenth nodded and walked out the door that closed behind him with hardly a sound. The Emerald Lady was soon upon them, striding with a happy gaunt and swish about her tail. Much different than the predatory stares she¡¯d been given thus far.

    "That brings me to the gifts I wish to bestow upon you. You were my pawns, but oh, so excellent pawns." The Emerald lady rumbled, settling upon her haunches and swirling her claws. "I will look into each of your futures and pluck a possibility that I shall share with you. These things of course can be the kind that are almost certain to happen." Her vast wings spread wide, motes of glowing lights sprouting from their leathery surfaces like enchanted flowers.

    "I dunno if I wanna know me future from ya!" Merlia laughed nervously as the Emerald Lady snuck her neck ever closer. "Ruins da whole surprise if ya ask me! Besides, I bet it be something crazy. Like I be meetin a gryphon or something of me dreams."

    "Do I look like a mundane fortune teller?" The dragoness reared up, spreading wide her forelimbs. The motes on her wings began to lift like little birds, swirling upwards until they hung about the air. Their radiance only increased, until what was a torch¡¯s light now resembled hundreds of little suns. What had been a darkened space of stone and vines now appeared to be reflection of the night sky, only the Emerald Lady the moon. One such star started descended towards her outstretched talons, orbiting at a leisurely pace. Her eyes closed, taking in a deep breath, her tail tentatively tapping the stone. With a snort her muzzle wrinkled, her lips peeling back to reveal her teeth.

    "How unfortunate. You will die alone, Merlia. Far from here, waiting on friends that will never arrive.¡±

    "Well ain¡¯ dat fittin?!" Merlia shot the dragoness an amused laugh. "Well of course I die alone! Can¡¯t take any of dese heathens wit me to Valhalla now, can I?" Merlia crossed her arms across her chest, giving the dragoness a disapproving chortle. "If I wanted me fortune told, I''d go visit one of dem siigonis oracles."

    The Emerald Lady seemed to not hear the dwarf. Without a word the dragoness shifted her snout to Lyndis. The rogue gulped as the air grew thick with tension. It seemed to radiate a power of it¡¯s own, sending a shiver down everyone present¡¯s spine. Once more another light descended down, this time rotating around the dragoness¡¯ snout.

    "Lyndis, princess of Drenedar. Your kingdom will be ruled by dragons, and you will welcome them with loving arms."

    "Yeah right, like we''d welcome dragon conquers into our lands with welcome arms." Lyndis blew her hair out of her eyes, her voice starting to waver as the dragoness held gaze."I think your divining gift might need a few tweaks here and there. I¡¯d ask for my money back if I were paying.¡±

    Again, the comment fell upon deaf ears, the dragoness not even reacting in the slightest. Her trance far too deep for any of them. Arcturus counted them lucky, watching with hesitant breath as another star started to orbit one of the dragoness'' horns. Her tail wiggled across the ground as The Emerald Lady focused her on Veledar.

    "Veledar the red dragon. You will have your claws on the greatest treasure you have ever known. One that puts even that great horde of yours to shame¡­but brought down by a banner and a head."

    "Greatest treasure?" Veledar asked, stretching his neck into the shape of an S. "It can''t be two hoards the same size of mine." the dragon sat on his haunches, drumming his talons across his scaled cheek, debating the news by talking to himself.This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it

    That''s when the Emerald Lady turned towards Arcturus. Eyes that had been leaking purple magic like a faucet suddenly shifted gold. The already thick air suddenly turned cold, standing all the hair on the knight¡¯s neck. His spine shivered as she neared ever closer, dread running it¡¯s talons across his neck. The urge to react to his basic fight or flight instinct was almost unbearable at this point. Her words seemed to echo, consuming the entire room around them with her weight.

    "Arcturus¡­there will be a moment where your entire world is gold. To resist will mean utter destruction. Let yourself go and you might find salvation."

    What could that even mean?

    Arcturus caressed his chin as the others complained or mumbled about their given futures. They were only brought out of their chattering when the Emerald Lady shook her head, like she¡¯d tasted something rotten. Her eyes shifted back to purple, and losing their inner light. They bound from each of them like a spooked rabbit, her scales seemingly trembling before them. The Emerald Lady pinned her wings behind her, composing herself with a flare of her head frills.

    "Well that certainly is odd. Typically, when I see the future, I remember everything about it.¡± Her eyes narrowed, staring past them into oblivion. ¡°This time the strands of fate seem hidden even from my eyes."

    "Your eyes turned gold when you looked at me." Arcturus pointed to himself. ¡°Did that have anything to do with it?¡± His question nearly silenced the dragoness, a breath catching in her throat. She snapped to him, voice as soft as her inn¡¯s beds had been.

    "They did what now?"

    The Emerald Lady grew still as her eyes widened into slits. Where confidence and malevolence lurked instead was replaced by a sliver of fear.

    "Your eyes¡­they acquired a particularly strong shade of-"

    "Yes, Yes. I heard you. That¡¯s just a side effect of my far sight. Think nothing of it." The Emerald Lady dismissed his concerns with a shake of her head. "There are so many things I have to keep in mind. So much to do, so little time." She spun around, starting her way deeper into her lair, "I have given you all that I could. I take it you can see your own way out?¡±

    Arcturus turned to see that the door her offspring had left through opened wide, sunlight bursting through to reveal the garden of stone With a brief look to check on the dragoness, Arcturus exited the doorway with his friends. Before they could even comment of their futures some more, the door slammed shut with a thud. Disappearing without a trace to be had.

    Arcturus led the group back to the inn like before, muttering of the dragoness still about everyone¡¯s tongue. Only Merlia kept pointing out how everything was sourer than a goat¡¯s milk and to not pay no heed to the predictions. Everyone was in agreement by the time they returned to the village, but something was amiss. The air was heavier than normal. The townsfolk were in a more somber tone than the previous times. With little questioning, they found out they had missed a funeral for those killed by Garroth''s men. Arcturus gave his condolences before returning to his room and throwing his armor onto the bed. He sighed at the loss of the extra weight, though not exactly heavy it certainly felt better to have it off. With that done, he turned and climbed down the stairs to the tavern area. He looked out at the tables and chairs they¡¯d eaten at for the last few days. It started to feel good, to have a routine once again. Wake up, chat it up with his friends, then head out for some crazy task for the mysterious Emerald Lady. In some strange way he was going to miss that. He shook his head with a laugh. Him miss anything to do with the Emerald Lady? Stay any longer in this place and he¡¯d go crazy.

    He moved aside some chairs that had been scattered about the well polished floor, finding a table that Lyndis and Gerald were at, having a heated conversation. He seated himself at the bar, asking for some water.

    "What do you mean you agreed to be hers?" Lyndis suddenly shouted, "You agreed to this?" she gestured to the bar, but Arcturus knew she meant the whole town.

    "Yes, yes I did." Gerald gave a shrug, "Made sense at the time."

    "How could it make sense, Gerald? Now you''re just another part of her treasure! How will you defend Drenedar if you¡¯re stuck in this forest you dolt?¡± Lyndis turned a bright shade of red. Arcturus looked around, waiting for Veledar to comment on it, but the dragon seemed nowhere nearby.

    He must have gone for a walk...or a fly.

    ¡°That''s enough, you might be a princess, but I am a free man capable of making my own decisions.¡±

    ¡°Aye. What a man you are, to walk willingly into slavery.¡±

    ¡°Better here than under the shadow of the same men that threw me into that prison!¡± Gerald slammed a fist on the table. Lyndis seemed shocked. The people around her, concerned.

    Upon realizing he was within an inch of losing his temper, Gerald took a deep breath, his stern face softening back into the semblance of a man. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. There are so many things that changed since your departure. Drenedar is not the same place you left behind, Lyndis. Your parents sighed a treaty of non-aggression with Lumara. Your father is hardly seen out from the castle. The war is over.¡± The man¡¯s frame seemed to shrink as he stared seemingly to the bottom of his cup. ¡°We¡¯ve nothing else to fight for,"

    "Why?¡± Lyndis¡¯ voice shook. ¡°Why would my mother do something like that? She and my father were always going on about standing up for what was right! How can they betray everything they stood for?"

    Gerald sighed, "I cannot claim to know their reasons, princess. Maybe they are tired of the war. Maybe this is the only way to peace. The last time I talked to the queen¡­ she seemed frightened. It happened right before they signed the treaty¡­back when she told me to go north and find you.¡±

    ¡°Why?¡± Lyndis pressed on.

    ¡°She told me to make sure you never returned. That things had grown too dangerous for you there. And she only wanted to see that you were safe. My team and I headed north to find you, only that, instead of you, we found them, nestled within their stone walls. We could not resist hitting them in the dead of the night. It worked, perhaps a bit too well." Gerald dipped his head, "Drunk on our victories, we never imagined a scenario where their gryphons overpowered our winged steeds. It all happened so fast¡­I¡¯m sorry, Lyndis. We just couldn¡¯t pass on the opportunity for a little vengeance.¡±

    Lyndis sat in silence for a moment, seeming to take the information in. "That''s all good, Gerald, but that doesn''t explain why you enlisted into Emerald Lady¡¯s hoard! She¡¯s¡­she¡¯s not¡­she¡¯s not the benevolent rescuer you think she is!" Lyndis banged her fist on the table with a resounding smack, shaking her own glass.

    "She promised to get me a team again. Promised me a bleedin chance to strike back at Lumara, something your mother denied us." Gerald''s eyes lit up as he held his head back up, "We''re going to make a difference here. With each fort we liberate we add more to our ranks, and when our numbers become legion, we will have the power to change the tide of this conflict. Blazes, we might change the face of the whole world!¡±

    Lyndis just held her head and shook it back and forth as she let out a loud sigh. "Ever the patriot, Gerald. You always tried to be the valiant hero, rushing into battles, doing the right thing. I hope you know what you¡¯re getting into. Cause the last time you got some vengeance it didn¡¯t work out.¡±

    "I can only hope now that fate has given me a second chance to fight. But enough of my life choices to serve a dragoness." Gerald laughed, "Where are you off to with your friends? More crazy adventures?"

    "Just going to help that red dragon of ours, Crimson Sky. We get his book back from Lumara''s king... Then I guess I¡¯ll be on my own all over again."

    Arcturus caught Lyndis look to him, flashing the man a smirk as he thanked the bar tender for his mug of water."Going to miss them, even that boasting winged lizard."

    Thats when the doors burst open to reveal a pair of green and red scaled dragons. Lyyreth was giving Veledar an angry, snarly glare. The dragons strolled, a maroon colored pouch slung around the green¡¯s filled with bound up scrolls swishing back and forth. They plopped onto their haunches besides one of the larger tables with a dull thud. The green¡¯s eyes narrowed every further, seemingly trying to ignite the air between the two.

    "How clumsy can you be, to knock over every single bookcase?!¡± Lyyreth shouted, cleaving through the moment of silence. ¡°I had them all alphabetized, placed right where I needed them, and you messed all up in less than five minutes!¡±

    "Well, perhaps you should not have placed your bookcases so close together." Veledar hissed, rolling his eyes as the green continued to berate him. Cordenth just laughed, striding through the door with a happy bounce in his claws.

    "So whose ready for a night of fun, jus the lot of us?" Merlia clambered down from the bedroom stairs, clasping her hands together like thunder. "All this victory needs a proper celebration!"

    "What did you have in mind?" Arcturus laughed as he took a seat at the table with his friends.

    "Glad ya asked, lad!" Merlia pulled a manila scroll out from her pack. It landed on the table with a smack, and started to unroll. Arcturus could tell even from across the table this list was covered in writing. He guessed she¡¯d been working on this for days.

    "That certainly is a lot of scribbling on such a small scroll." Veledar stated, then turned to the waitress who¡¯d brought over another patron¡¯s meal of lamb, potatoes, and other healthy-looking vegetables.

    "And now I hunger." Veledar moved his snout to the waitress, ¡°I¡¯d like whatever meat those mortals are having.¡±

    "Lamb," Arcturus said, stuffing his face.

    "Yes, lamb. But make it a dragon-sized order, if that¡¯s at all possible." Veledar gave the waitress a large tooth filled grin, causing the waitress to giggle at him.

    "See, Arcturus? She laughs at my clever use of human politeness!" Veledar turned his attention towards him.

    "It¡¯s probably because she did not expect a giant, scaly horned lizard to be so polite.¡± The paladin quipped.

    "Well tirdly we have to have anoter drinkin contest before we go. I gotta put ya dragons in yer place, den we got ta tankard toss, and lastly dis game called poker." Merlia finished, setting the scroll down onto the table.

    "You¡¯re going to spend the night trading cards and banter?" came the stern voice of Asterion as the minotaur strolled over to where they were sitting. Arcturus saw that the collar that had been around his neck was gone, and the minotaur carried a small leather pack on his back. He had a pair of leather bracers on his forearms with small amounts of fur.

    "Aye we are, my dear bullman. You should join us... considerin¡¯ you¡¯re part of da group now." Merlia turned to Asterion with a grin. ¡°Yer welcome by the way.¡±

    "I suppose that is correct. At least until I get the diamonds I require anyway." Asterion''s tail swished behind him lightly.

    "What do you even need the diamonds for anyway?" Veledar tilted his head to the side as he looked to the minotaur.

    "That is a personal matter, red one."

    ¡°You can call me Crimson Sky," Veledar tapped his tail, which caught a chair by accident. It crashed with a clatter, bringing Arcturus¡¯ palms to his face.

    "I think dragon will suffice." Asterion crossed his arms like a wall, his eyes full of defiance. Arcturus thought his attitude might change in his freedom, but it would appear as though he was just as stern as before.

    The red dragon¡¯s eyes narrowed, meeting such a challenge."Then I shall just call you a minotaur."

    "That''s fine by me dragon." Asterion waved his hand, turning his attention to Merlia," Now about that drinking contest of yours, I bet I can drink you under the table."

    "Dat sounds like a challenge!" Merlia chuckled loudly, "You''ll get yer chance later. Den I''ll show ya who da dwarf really is."

    Merlia shot up to gather supplies for a game of tankard toss. Some sort of dwarven game she explained involving knocking over stones. Lyyreth fished out a scroll from his satchel. His eyes brimming with happiness as he plopped it onto the table.

    "So look what I found in my library!" the dragon smiled, though as he met Veledar¡¯s face it melted into a scowl. "Before a certain dragon messed up my perfect well of knowledge.¡±

    "Not my fault!" Veledar snorted, holding up his snout. ¡°Why did you even place them so close together? Not to mention so easily caught by a tail?¡± They were about to get into another round of bickering hisses before Lyndis cut them off.

    "So what do you got in that scroll of yours?" She leaned in, spreading out the scroll before them. It was covered from inch to inch in tiny scratches of ink. Draconis language the dragon explained.

    "I am so glad you asked, Lyndis, it¡¯s a scroll that details the various ways a dragon can change his or her breath to some different element.See? Right here!" the dragon pointing with a happy talon at tiny sketches of dragon heads found amidst the wording.

    "Most intriguing. How long does the spell last?" Lyndis held up a hand and twirled her fingers, "and does it only work for a dragon''s breath? I¡¯d love to change my fireballs into something more¡­well, more!"

    "I¡¯m afraid it¡¯s dragon breath only." Lyyreth''s wings fidgeted as he read the words in draconic. He then held up a paw and twirled each digit in a clockwise fashion. He finished with a wiggle of his nose and flick of his tail. Little sparks spread about his head, causing the dragon''s eyes to go wide. He sneezed fire, accidentally pouring a few flames on to the table.

    "Sorry, sorry, sorry!" Lyyreth flailed, covering his nostrils with his claws.

    Asterion held up his hand and flicked his hand in a downward motion. "Aqua," he muttered, as a small cloud formed over the table. Dousing not only the burned scrolls, but that of the table.

    "I''m so sorry about that!" The green¡¯s frills turned darker green. ¡°I¡¯ve yet to practiced that spell.¡±

    ¡°I think you needed to work on not sneezing.¡± Cordenth grumbled, shoving lightly at his brother¡¯s shoulder.

    "Least it wasn¡¯t in anyone¡¯s faces!¡± Lyndis laughed, followed by the others as well. ¡°I know! We should practice spells! We can set up targets and everything!" Lyndis clasped her hands together. "Even if I might embarrass all of you with my pristine aim."

    Cordenth rumbled, curling his neck around to grace her with a smile."Well now you¡¯re starting to sound like a proper dragon."

    "I certainly spend enough time with them now." Lyndis shrugged, "So who is down for some spell practice?" Everyone raised their hands, claws, or wing talons in response. They waited for Veledar to finish the lamb that was brought over before they went to head outside. That''s when Merlia returned to the table with her arms filled with tankards. As she saw the ruins of her scroll and scorched table they dropped with a thunderous clang."Oh ya got ta be kidden me! I¡¯m gone for a few minutes!¡±

    Arcturus explained as the others clambered out that they were going to be doing some target practice with spells.

    "Well fine den, we''ll do dat! I whoop your butts an¡¯ be back to tankard tossin¡¯ in no time!"Merlia laughed, clasping him hard on the back. "Yer spells got nuttin on me arrows! Well come on then! "I''ll shoot circles around all of ya!"

    The group continued to make jabs and boasts as they strolled across the wooden walkways, an air of warmth spreading between them. Arcturus even found himself joining in, wiggling his fingers and insisting he¡¯d do well with his eldritch blasts. He¡¯d missed this sort of behavior from long ago. Long before dreadflame and the events that followed. With every step his smile only grew wider, Entis and what lay beyond the furthest thing from his mind. They¡¯d strolled into the training area like every other morning, just as Veledar insisted they were going to be eating their own tails.

    ¡°Well you guys can brag all you want. It will all end up with ya kissing my focken boots!" Lyndis proclaimed, punching her palm.

    ¡°Because you¡¯re a princess." Veledar rolled his eyes, "And because Cordenth has developed a remarkably unprofessional liking to you," the dragon teased, only to have his snout swiped by Cordenth''s tail.

    ¡°I¡¯m not the only one with an unprofessional liking.¡± The green gave a growly chuckle.

    "It will be neither one of those things! If I win that¡¯s solely on merit because I am simply the best!" Lyndis shouted with a smug expression about her face.

    "I find your boasting humerous." Asterion said last. All pairs of eyes, dwarven, elven, and dragon suddenly switched to him, and for a long, silent, tension-filled moment, it seemed as if a real fight could break out. ¡°I will of course be the victor here. For Korde will request it."

    "I don¡¯t know about that." Arcturus broke the silence with a hearty laugh. ¡®This isn¡¯t exactly a battlefield.¡±

    ¡°Aye, seems small potatoes for the god of battle.¡± Merlia said with a smirk, ¡°Besides, Thor be wantin me ta win anyway.¡±

    "You can find battle in most things.¡± The cleric snorted, flicking his eyes to the confident dwarf. ¡°And if I recall, Thor always loses to my god in the end. The true god of battle.¡±

    ¡°Oh is dat so ya overgrown cow! Wait till we get shootin. I¡¯ll show ya how wrong Korde be!¡± Merlia was quick to snap back, unbinding her bow.

    "Take it easy you two. We don¡¯t need a battle of clergy here." Lyndis flicked her wrist to summon several red and white striped circles. They hovered several feet in the air, not moving. "So who wants to go first?¡±

    "Hittin¡¯ sittin¡¯ targets? Maybe the cleric will be able ta hit sumthin after all!" Merlia laughed as Asterion stared daggers at her. "Course lass, we aint little babbies... well perhaps apart from da red one over here," Merlia gestured to Veledar with her left thumb. ¡°Maybe makin it a challenge?¡±

    "You watch what comes out of that dwarven mouth, lass," Veledar narrowed his eyes as the others chuckled. "You¡¯re not going to be so proud when I utterly defeat you." The dragon held his snout high as Lyndis snapped her fingers. The once motionless target started to move in circular patterns.

    "Now dats more like it! Merlia cracked her knuckles as she pulled out her bow, knocked an arrow and tossed her braided hair behind her head. "Well I best start an show ya how it¡¯s done! Pay attention Asterion. This one be for Thor!" She let fly the green feathered arrow. It struck the target dead center, shattering the thing like glass. The pieces that hit the ground exploded into tiny purple clouds of whispy smoke.

    "Dere! Try and beat that ye pointy eared rogue!¡± Merlia grinned, giving a wink to the others. "it¡¯s no problem if ye give up now. No shame in admittin¡¯ defeat o course.¡± She tossed Asterion a nod. ¡°Unless yer not bein able ta.¡±

    ¡°Wait for my turn dwarf.¡± The bull snorted, crossing his arms tight. ¡°Actions speak louder than words.¡±

    Veledar moved her aside with a wing, slowing dragging the dwarf away as she pretended to bow to an invisible crowd. "Now I will show you what a dragon can do, you little dwarvish thing!" Veledar held up a claw, "Pyra" he snarled. Flames collected around his claw before he tossed it towards a target. The projectile sailed through the air towards the target as one, but the flames barely licked the edge as the target dissipated in a puff of smoke.

    "That was supposed ta beat me? Yer sapposed ta hit da target, not lick it like ye lick yer lover!" laughed Merlia to a grumbling, disappointed Veledar.

    "Your endless boasting and over the top mannerisms distracted me. I demand a retry!" He smacked his tail against the dirt.

    "No more chances for you Mr. Whining scales." Lyndis laughed, holding her hand out. ¡°Prepare to have that smug smile wiped off your face, Merlia!" Lyndis muttered the same spell phrase as Veledar had done, summoning fire to her hands. She let loose a fire bolt towards the floating target, hitting it dead center.

    "Hah! She sure showed you!" Cordenth roared in laughter, slapping the ground with his claw. ¡°So much for the better than thou dragon!¡±

    "Let¡¯s see if you manage to rise to the same level as your beloved, you little boot licker." Veledar snarled playfully, slinking his snout close to Cordenth''s, lowering his voice to a near whisper ¡°Though if I were you, I¡¯d let her win on purpose. Humans love that.¡±

    "She¡¯s not human. Well, not entirely,¡± Cordenth gave the dragon a playful poke with his snout before he moved passed Lyndis, who was doing the same thing Merlia had been doing, making Arcturus laugh to himself.

    ¡°Lads, lasses, please, eyes on the target. You¡¯re about to witness a spectacular piece of dragon magic.¡±

    Cordenth waited for all the eyes to focus back on him, silence to fall among them. He spread his wings as he stretched his neck into the shape of an S. With a flick of his wrist the dragon tossed yet another fire bolt, missing the wavering target entirely. The green dragon¡¯s frills grew dark green as Arcturus counted how long it would be till Veledar poked fun. He didn¡¯t need to wait long, as the dragon did it instantly.

    "See, Cordenth?¡± The red wheezed, mimicking Cordenth¡¯s own ground tapping. ¡°That didn''t even come close!" The dragon, nudging Lyndis with one of his wings. ¡°He did that on purpose.¡±

    ¡°Did what?¡± She rose her brow,

    ¡°That chivalrous thing males do. You know,¡± Veledar nudged her again.

    ¡°Oh,¡± realization dawned upon Lyndis along with a thin shade of pink in her cheeks.

    ¡°Well, I have other talents to compensate,¡± Cordenth frowned. When he walked by, Lyndis patted him on his side. The dragon shyly looked away from her and sat down away from the others in a little loser¡¯s camp. The green dragon just gave Veledar a knowing glare, as the red dragon continued to snicker to himself.

    Lyyreth was next to stand up. He flourished his claws in little circles, cerulean magic began to twirl around him like little ribbons. He seemed to be lining up his attack as his snout was full of concentration, but he seemed to be stalling. It was not long before his brother teased him.

    Lyyreth growled in his throat as twin beams of blue magical energy sprung forth from his eyes. The ray of intense cold left a mist on the air, surging forth until it splattered against the target.. "See at least I HIT the target," Lyyreth rumbled, striding past his brother with a happy sway of his haunches. Green frilled tail rubbed along Cordenth¡¯s snout, drawing out a playful snap of jaws.  ¡°Try to not be too jealous of my superior skills, dear brother.¡±

    "My turn!" Arcturus stepped forth, holding out his arm towards the targets. He reached down inside of himself, feeling the magic like Veledar had taught him back in the cave. However, he changed it slightly by thinking of the dragoness Bahamut. He felt it in his heart, a warming sensation that spread to his outstretched hand. Three glowing strands of magic emerged, spiraling around his arm. They flowed down to his fingers it until they reached his hand, then soared out towards his intended target. They all combined midway through as they closed in on the floating target¡­and missed entirely.

    Arcturus¡¯ face reddened with shame when he realized he missed worse than Cordenth. At least the dragon had come a bit closer. The man sat, unwilling to face that of his now snickering friends.

    "Yes! The fabled paladin of Bahamut!" roared Cordenth. ¡°I will try to contain my excitement!¡±

    ¡°That was downright terrible!¡± Even Veledar could not contain his laughter as he joined in as well. However, when Arcturus turned towards him, the dragon stifled himself by placing both his paws over his snout. Arcturus just held two fingers to the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, taking his place beside Cordenth.

    "Well this is rather a first. I am at least new to the whole magic thing." He leaned back, eyeing the still snickering green with a smirk. ¡°What¡¯s your excuse again fair dragon?¡± The dragon¡¯s laughter ceased, his frills suddenly freezing. Even his nose wrinkled as his head pulled back.

    ¡°I was distracted.¡±

    Lastly, Asterion stepped up without a word to face the targets. The minotaur bent his knees and seemed to weave the magic around him with both of his hands. The bull eyed the target with such fierceness as he held out a hand, the magic flowing off him in a bright golden wave towards it. Despite the show, his magic missed the target as well. Once the target disappeared in its usual fashion, Asterion just stood there in silence, waiting for Merlia to burst out in laughter.

    "I knew it!" the dwarf erupted as expected. Her hand smacks against her leg like a drum. ¡°There¡¯s ebe no shame in losin. Guess we found out who the best god of battle be!¡±

    Without a word Asterion joined Arcturus and Cordenth with his arms crossed.

    "Next round I think!" Lyndis shouted, clapping her hands together. She held her hand up again and snapped them. From the air sprang four more targets that moved at the same speed from before, but they were now but the size of the rogue¡¯s palms."Well, you¡¯re first Merlia. Try to hit that!"

    "Dun mind if I do!" the dwarf pulled another arrow taut, and let another one loose at the target. Once again, the shaft flew through the air and hit the target dead center. Merlia only gave a cheer, also miming a phantom crowd shouting her on. "And the crowd goes wild for the dwarven ranger!"

    "Okay Merlia, enough of you showing off. I will of course put you back in your place." Veledar surged forward, puffing out his chest. Arcturus couldn¡¯t help but follow the way his form rippled, tail wiggling along like a red snake. It wasn¡¯t long until Cordenth has nudged his back with a claw. Snickering about him staring.

    Veledar turned to face the targets and let loose another fire bolt from his claws. This time the dragon did much better, possibly by his sheer determination to outdo Merlia. The target exploded as he too hit the center of it.

    ''There! What did I tell you. I can do well when I put my heart in it," Veledar turned towards Arcturus and walked over to him. "Arcturus! Did you see that? Did you see how wonderful I did?"

    "Yes, Veledar, how could I ever miss such perfect strike?" Arcturus rolled his eyes, causing the dragon to just grin at him.

    "Oh, don''t be so jealous Arcturus, just because you missed your target. I know you¡¯re much better at a myriad of other things anyway." Veledar strode past him very much like Lyyreth, his tail rubbing against his leg.

    "Well, I guess I¡¯ll go next." Lyndis stretched and stood before the targets once more.

    "Wipe that smug look off Veledar''s face!" Cordenth cheered for the half-elf, as Lyndis said the activation word.

    "Don''t worry Cordy, I focken plan to." Lyndis turned to throw her fire bolt at the target, hitting the target and exploding it. ¡°Peh! Piece of Drenedar cake," the victorious rogue leaped over to to Veledar, and leaning against the red dragon''s flank. ¡°One of us is going to win this game.¡±

    ¡°Me.¡± The dragon rumbled.

    Lyyreth was once again up, taking a deep breath and swishing his tail. The dragon focused on the target, once again taking his time. He shot another beam of frost at the target, missing it completely.

    "Better luck next time, little brother" Cordenth chuckled. Lyyreth just sneezed as he slunk over to the losers area with his head down.

    "Oh so dat leaves da princess an¡¯ da red baby to beat. Easy as pie!" Merlia laughed as Lyndis summoned another set of targets for them to break. These targets were the same size as the ones before, but they were moving much faster.

    "Get ready to cheer for me lads!" Merlia knocked another arrow, took aim, and seconds later let it fly. The arrow, as expected, hit dead center of the target. "See? What''d I tell ya? I¡¯m just that good!" Merlia once again strutted to the winners area. ¡°Thor has clearly blessed this day by thunder!¡±

    Veledar strutted over again, his scales drawing Arcturus¡¯ eyes as if on a thread. "Nice job Merlia. Your natural talent with the bow really supports my decision to bring you along on my quest." he grinned.

    "Your decision?" Arcturus asked, cheeks turning red as Cordenth made another whispering snicker about staring. "I''m pretty sure it was a group decision."

    "Ah, but Arcturus, my decision was more important at the time."

    "How is that?" Arcturus laughed as the dragon gave him a playful look. He was of course teasing him.

    "I''m a dragon, Arcturus. Everything I do is more important by default. So everything I do, people I call my friends, and those I love are more important as well." The dragon ran his tail under Arcturus'' chin, only making those red cheeks burn ever hotter. "So, feel honored that I decided to bring you along on this quest of mine."

    "Git ta firing and stop yer stallin afore ye put as all ta sleep!" Merlia interrupted, shaking her fist at the dragon.

    ¡°Fine, get ready to bask in my magnificent light then." Veledar shot another fire bolt at the target, however this time his fire bolt flew towards the target, and just barely missed it.

    "Guess your light must be pretty dim," Cordenth laughed as Veledar pouted and sat down beside him with a snort.

    "Don''t feel bad, Veledar. You said it yourself.¡± Arcturus rested a hand on the red¡¯s scaled form. ¡° There¡¯s plenty of other talents that hide beneath your scales.

    Veledar batted him on the head with his wing. Not enough to hurt but enough to make him flinch and shield himself. "Shut it," he grumbled.

    "Oh, did I touch a nerve there? It must feel pretty terrible for a dragon to be bested by a dwarf.¡± He teased his friend by poking his scales lightly. He got another bump on the head for his troubles.

    "Don''t escalate this, Arcturus. A sleeping wyrm might look harmless, but if you wake the dragon up¡­"

    "Go ahead, red scales. I know your weakness!"

    "Oh yea?" Veledar growled playfully, snaking his snout towards him.

    "Yea, and I will tell those two exactly what that is." Arcturus pointed to Lyyreth and Cordenth, smirking as the dragon¡¯s and his eyes met. He wiggled his fingers, whispering about his ticklish wings.

    Veledar shook his head back a few inches with a hiss, "Well that is just playing dirty.Fine, Arcturus. Have your laugh. At least until I get my revenge. Mark my words."

    Arcturus caressed the bottom of the red¡¯s jaw, trying to call the dragon¡¯s bluff. "Oh yea? I''d like to see you try." With a flash of pink and moistness the man found his hands licked and covered in dragon drool.

    "Oh, come one!" Arcturus shook back his hand as if he¡¯d been bit, causing the others to laugh at the scene. ¡°This is your fearsome revenge? This?¡±

    "What did I tell you?" Veledar chuckled, "and that is just the beginning. Just imagine what my tongue can do to that little body of yours."

    Arcturus did not have time to think about what else Veledar might have in store when Lyndis stood back up to continue the contest. "Well now that that''s over with, I will of course upstage Merlia." Lyndis twirled and tossed a fire bolt. She exploded the target as Cordenth gave her another cheer.

    "And yet more reasons to be happy I have such good adventurers on my quest!" Veledar grinned. ¡°Only the best gets to come with me."

    "As much as I love the flattery Veledar, I think it''s time we ended this." Lyndis snapped her fingers, summoning two more targets. The targets were moving just as fast as last time but were now even smaller. Arcturus had a hard time keeping track of the targets as they seemed to dance back and forth in midair.

    "Well time ta show ya princess" Merlia loosed one last arrow, and once again it struck her target right in the center. Merlia gave a cheer as she pumped her fist in the air. "Yes! Ye¡¯ll find no betta ranger in all da realm, Veledar.¡±

    Veledar just watched her as she walked by. He still looked unhappy, despite his boast about the best going with him.

    "Still jealous Veledar?" Arcturus smiled.

    The dragon covered him under his wing to block him from view. "That''s enough out of you I think."

    Arcturus grabbed the membrane and pulled it down. The dragon only seemed to put up a token resistance to this, as he soon was able to move it quite easily. He looked out to see that Lyndis had taken her place. She was holding her hand out once more towards the targets. After a moment of concentration, the half-elf let loose a fire bolt fly towards the target. It looked like it was going to be a hit.

    How long can these two keep this up?

    Then the bolt flew right past the. Lyndis just stood there, putting her head into her hands with a smile as she shook it back and forth.

    "Dere! Now all of ya know I am da best!" Merlia proudly stuck a finger to her chest before pointing to the others.

    "Well you don''t have wings," sneezed Lyyreth,

    "Or claws," grumbled Cordenth.

    "Or a breath attack." finished Veledar.

    "Awww, I got all three dragons jealous!" Merlia waved for them to follow her. ¡°Now let¡¯s move onta da tankard toss afore ye come with new ways ta lick yer wounds, ya big scaly babies!"

    * * * * * * * * * *

    The night found them eventually relaxing in the inn as they fought the ever present urge to fall asleep. Arcturus was sitting down and reclining on Veledar''s red scales with the dragon¡¯s head resting on his lap. Arcturus looked around to find Cordenth and Lyndis away from the others. The dragon seemed to hand her a green bit of clothing. To his amazement he saw Lyndis reply by giving the dragon a kiss on his snout that was quickly followed by a warm hug.

    Well that¡¯s certainly unexpected.

    "So if you were a dragon, Arcturus, did you ever imagine what color would fit you?" Veledar asked, practically purring when Arcturus started to rub at the base of his horns. In these moments he couldn¡¯t believe this bundles of scales and teeth could be so warm, so inviting, so¡­.cute. He couldn¡¯t help but smile.

    "White, with those frill things," he gestured to his neck. "Add in a breath of pure cold, wings, and a flair of majesty, and we have ourselves a proud nice dragon.

    "That was pretty quick." Veledar chuckled, "have you been thinking about dragons?"

    "It¡¯s a common thing among children." laughed Arcturus, "Especially if you spend it learning about your kind."

    "So what would your name be?" Veledar''s glanced up to him, ¡°The once human? The not so annoying?"

    "Arcenturious?" he shrugged. If it sounded silly Veledar didn¡¯t seem to mind or notice.

    "Ah yes, Arcenturious, the champion of dragons!" Veledar said, thumping his tail on the hard wood floor. This caused some of the nearby tables to rattle in response.

    "Be careful with that!" Asterion barked, gesturing to how his ale had toppled over to drench his fur.

    With the energetic atmosphere dying down to a relaxed state, Lyyreth began to speak of the wonders that would await him in Rothdell. The cities of magic, the countless years he could spend learning. The sights and smells that would be awaiting them. His voice filled to the brim with hope and excitement. He had just wrapped up talking about it when Cordenth and Lyndis returned to join in on the conversation. Arcturus saw that she was now wearing a green sash around her. She caught him looking and offered a warm smirk, running her fingers over the near pristine cloth.

    "What¡¯s the matter Arcturus? Didn¡¯t you know green was my favorite color?"

    His eyes widened. How had he missed that the entire time. That was why the green had been acting the way he was. With a laugh he congratulated them, unconcerned that something had evolved that quickly between them. He just smirked, getting drawn into a humorous story. One that had Merlia bragging about a time she¡¯d wrestled bears into submission, and being the polite paladin that he was, Arcturus gave the victorious dwarf his full attention.

 Emerald Secrets: Chapter 15: Gifts and Goodbyes

    Lyndis padded after Cordenth, making sure her the soles of her boots made hardly a noise as they touched the earthen floor. Her fingers traced the golden leaf clasp that held her cloak together, the urge to say the activation word and become invisible almost unbearable. Her breaths came deep and slow, trying to shake the anxiousness running through her bones. All that pent-up energy gave her a slight shiver beneath her leather armor. She crouched low, practically like the vine clad wall¡¯s shadow. For it probably wasn¡¯t wise to sneak into the Emerald Lady¡¯s palace when one wasn¡¯t invited. But here she was anyway.

    ¡°Are you sure you want to do this?" Cordenth whispered, slowing his advance to a crawl as his sunflower like eyes shifted from side to side. The way his head moved up and down, glancing left and right. It was as if he expected the form of his mother to spring from the very walls.

    ¡°Yes." Lyndis snapped in a whispered hiss. Why had she agreed to this in the first place? What possessed her? But when the green scaled dragon turned back, a caring eye glancing over her she knew.

    That¡¯s why.

    Under her breath she cursed herself, taking another tentative step and trying to focus on the dragoness that had nuzzled her son so affectionately, not the imposing beast that burdened them with countless demands. Surely it would go something like that moment in the cave? He was her son after all, no matter what path he chose.

    But what about me?

    Her brow wrinkled like a piece of parchment. She certainly wasn¡¯t a dragon to benefit from the same lenience. Why, she¡¯d been stubbornly reminded of the Emerald Lady¡¯s exact words. Of how she liked to act different in front of mortals.

    ¡°Shouldn''t we have brought Lyyreth?" she whispered, carefully passing a vine pedestal that held a blinking multicolored eye that seemed to be peering past her armor. She held up a hand, to blow it from her view and fight the shiver running down her spine. ¡°Wouldn''t he have wanted to learn about your father as well?"

    Having a second dragon along would¡¯ve been helpful¡­Especially if the nastier side of the Emerald Lady showed its snout, instead of the motherly one.

    ¡°He... he was too drunk to even walk properly," Cordenth chuckled, ¡°besides...I can always recount my discoveries to him early in the morning, when the haze of drink disperses into serene tranquility."

    ¡°Must be some tranquility to word it twice.¡±

    ¡°You need to spend more time with the Benevolent Scholar to understand why I worded my thoughts that way,¡± the dragon smiled and guided her with his tail around a corner of the corridor. The dark hallway lit up with faint blue torches for them, casting them in an eerie cerulean glow. ¡°Lyndis?" the dragon turned back around and stared at her with his bright yellow eyes. His frills fluttered as they started to turn a darker shade of green. ¡°Thank you for being here for me. I¡­couldn¡¯t have done this on my own."

    ¡°Well you could of, just less skillfully.¡± she replied casually, like it was no big deal for her to be risking her life. ¡°Maybe having a few blunders along the way you big scaly thing.¡±

    ¡°Taking after Merlia, are we?¡±

    ¡°Her talent with the bow is remarkable, but if there¡¯s one thing I truly appreciate about that lass, it¡¯s her ability to look gods knows what in the eye and issue a retort.¡± Lyndis slunk after the green as they rounded yet another corner. This one being decorated by a myriad of glowing flowers that sprouted from the walls like a multicolored umbrella.. ¡°Don¡¯t think that woman¡¯s scared of bleedin anything.¡±

    ¡°I guess I can be Merlia for the evening.¡± The green dragon puffed out his chest, his voice getting lower as if to sound braver. ¡°The fearless dragon, who ever so resplendently catches the torchlight.¡±

    ¡°Apparently you can be Veledar as well.¡±

    The dragon snuck his snout down, offering her a soft chuckle. One no doubt meant to slice through the air of unease about them. ¡°He¡¯s not completely wrong, you know. Why else would you accompany me if not to gaze upon my fine features?¡±

    His smile was a tad too cute for his liking. She found herself caressing the underside of his scaly jaw, enjoying pleasing distraction from her racing heart. ¡°Well, when you put it that way, I can see no reason as to why I shouldn¡¯t enjoy my resplendent, scaly knight.¡± She planted a kiss upon his warm cheek, a shiver of satisfaction running through them both. It left her head fuzzy, and his tail and frills wiggling back and forth.

    ¡°Lyndis, I-¡° the dragon¡¯s snout wrinkled with embarrassment.

    ¡°Shhh¡­I know. I said I''d do it, and you decided to call me on it. Now I gotta pay the piper....er¡­well dragon in this case." She pulled back his jaw, meeting his eyes with her own. The closer she was to him the more confident she was they would succeed. Call it a hunch or whatever, but within his yellow gaze everything seemed like it was going to be okay. Yet deep in the back of her mind doubt couldn¡¯t help but whisper it¡¯s concern. ¡°Do you think she will fight you on it?¡±

    ¡°I don''t think she will.¡± The dragon sighed, hesitation flickering over his yellow pools as he glanced off down the hallways. ¡°but if she does, I¡¯m going to do a knight¡¯s job and protect my princess."

    ¡°I can handle myself. You know that.¡±

    Cordenth held out a paw and stopped her for a moment. They sat there in silence, with only the sound of their breaths stirring the dim, almost unnoticeable song of the forest. ¡°I don''t care if she knows about you now...It''s my last day within her domain, and I think she¡¯s aware of you anyway. The look she gave me the other night in my cave... I think she discovered you were with me from the moment her paws touched the confines of my cave.¡±

    ¡°You dragons and your fine noses.¡± She scowled as they began passing over a carpet of shifting moss. Like thousands of tiny little plant fingers caressing her boots.

    ¡°Why are you even sneaking anyway?" Cordenth''s tail flicked behind him, tapping her leg. ¡°I thought the plan was to confront her directly about this?¡±

    ¡°And yet here you are. Sneaking along with me.¡± She countered, quickening her pace and following the dragon into a darker room. One without torches to guide them, but thanks to her elf heritage that was no problem. Long as she didn¡¯t mind seeing into the darkness in black and white. What she could make out was the worn cauldron from before, stirring with darkened smoke rising from it¡¯s rim. With a brief flash lavender light shoved daggers into her eyes.

    ¡°Funny thing about that.¡± Cordenth¡¯s voice came hesitantly, stopping to stare at the pulsating smoke before them. It looked almost like a heart beating. Slow and steady, alive with some unknown magical power.

    ¡°For me it¡¯s a habit. What¡¯s your excuse?" she laughed, composing herself and leaning up against his shoulder. She felt him shiver as the cauldron pulsed again, his muscles tensed. He no doubt had a plan brewing within that scaled head. ¡°It''s all fine...she''s going to listen. How can she not? It¡¯s your father we¡¯re talking about. Her¡­mate, if she still considers him such."

    ¡°I truly hope you¡¯re right.¡± His head drooped.

    ¡°Nine times out of ten. I am.¡± She caught his snout, pulling his chin to hers. As if by a chain they stuck for several fleeting moments. Their eyes met, her heart suddenly beat ever faster and that darn fuzziness returned. His smile was like the sun, and his frills flaring in and out a magical song to be heard.

    ¡°Better odds than I had in decades.¡± The dragon pulled back, rising his head into a confident S.

    ¡°I may not be a prophet, but I¡¯ve traveled the world enough to know when I¡¯m outmatched¡­and a big, future-telling she-dragon isn¡¯t going to get the better of me.¡± She listed off several stories of herself facing off against much larger foes. Ones that just like the stone constructs had been bested by the right application of skill. Though as she went through them she got the suspicion it was her own way of coping with the plan. It was when the cauldron began to pulse again that her voice grew quiet, until the silence only remained between them. Worry bubbled through her gut, guiding her hand to his scaled hide.¡°Where is she anyway?" She turned her head to gaze out to the darkness surrounding it, finding she could see nothing of the rest of the room. Clearly a magically enhanced darkness if it blocked her eyes.

    ¡°I don''t know. Busy, maybe? What else can she do?" Cordenth slid his way to the cauldron, every step seemingly taking an eternity. Yet despite this his breaths were coming more quickly, almost a perfect mirror to her own.¡°She is usually here¡­ the village practically runs itself, and it¡¯s not like her prized status are going to make a run for it." he trailed off, his sight still lingering on the billowing black cauldron.

    ¡°A lair without a dragon in it? That inspires confidence.¡±

    ¡°Should we leave then? Look somewhere else instead of waiting around here for her glorious return?"

    ¡°I¡­dunno,¡± Lyndis turned around to look back at the hallway they had come from. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on edge as her dragon neared the cauldron. The winding smoke almost seemed un-natural. Like it was nothing more than an abomination in this world. The longer she stared the more her legs tried to desperately pull her away. ¡°Please take a step back from that thing. It gives me shivers to even look at that thing." She tore herself away from the cauldron and back to her green dragon, who had slunk around the blackened material. He rose up like his mother, head cocking as he peered down to what looked like glossy, wet ink.

    ¡°Cordy?" she asked softly. He didn¡¯t reply. She asked his name again, he merely cooed in curiosity as his snout dipped a bit closer to the darkened liquid. Her throat grew tight as he neared it. Was he transfixed and couldn¡¯t look away? Who knew what kind of trap might have been placed on it?¡°Cordenth?" she voice burst like a warrior¡¯s cry, her step towards him resounding through the hall like. ¡°You focken in there?¡±

    ¡°We could use this." He mumbled, flicking his tail behind him. ¡°We could use it to find my father." he glanced up with a tooth filled grin. But what should have been joy for his break from the trance only brought about icy grip around her throat, for around his eyes had formed tiny shimmering, golden rings.

    ¡°Cordenth!" The booming voice of the Emerald lady cascaded through the hall, causing the green dragon bolt from the cauldron.

    Lyndis found herself spinning around in a flash her fingers brushing the smooth hilt of her rapier. She gripped the metal with a deathlike grip. It took all her mental fortitude to resist pulling the weapon out and holding it aloft at the she-dragon that suddenly got the better of them. The one who looked oh so cross in this moment.

    ¡°What is the meaning of this?" The dragoness¡¯ eyes burned with an inner fire so intense they might light the air around them in lavender flames. She charged forward; lips peeled back into a snarl. ¡°You know that only I use that cauldron. It¡¯s dangerous for anyone else to do so!" She snapped her jaws inches from Cordenth¡¯s snout, causing him to slink away like a scolded dog. ¡°What even got into that little head of yours to try something so reckless?"

    Lyndis took a few steps back as the Emerald Lady¡¯s attention seemed to be solely on that of her son. The dragoness¡¯ hisses and growls practically hiding the soft sounds of her boots. She clasped the brooch and whispered the word, ¡°Houpe." Relief flickered about her veins like a summer¡¯s rain, the familiar cooling sensation rippling over her skin. She¡¯d be safe at least for now.

    ¡°I wouldn''t have to resort to this if you had just told us about our father!¡± Cordenth rose forth with renewed courage, snapping at the larger dragon. His wings flared with a rippling swoosh, and his tail adding weight with a resounding smack against the stone. ¡°The one thing I¡¯ve been asking year after year!". The resolve in his voice cracked, a deep seated pain dripping from the words. Lyndis¡¯ eyes narrowed at the Emerald Lady.

    ¡°Oh. Him,¡± her voice lost part of its fire. She slunk back.¡°I have my reasons, Cordenth. The future-¡°

    But still the green dragon advanced, taking his momentary advantage. ¡°I don''t care what you have to say about it! Every year you come up with variations of the same story. Why? Why should I fall in the same trap again? You promised!" Cordenth paused, wrinkling his snout as a growl built in his throat. ¡°You said when we were older, we could know of him...But that day never comes...It¡¯s always another test, another task, another reason why you have to keep all knowledge of him for yourself.¡±

    ¡°Cordenth¡­where is this all coming from? We have nothing but time ahead of us.¡±

    ¡°No,¡± The dragon shook his horned head, starting to pace. His paw¡¯s coming more forcefully with every turn. ¡°Time has always been an illusion. You promised to tell us when we to depart and that day is tomorrow!"

    The Emerald Lady watched in silent contemplation, her snout an eerie calm, almost as if she really considered the possibility that she might have been wrong.

    Does she actually regret the choices she made? The rogue had to slide away from Cordenth as he neared to not be caught under paw.

    ¡°So I ask you now, for the last time," Cordenth flared his wing, flaring his frills with a snap of his sharpened teeth. ¡°Nay.... I demand you tell our father''s identity!" The green dragon swelled up his chest, scales clinking angrily to cut the silence.

    pity, sorrow, and possibly remorse, all of these were etched in the Emerald Lady¡¯s face. Clear as a summer¡¯s day and lasting the duration as she inspected her son from snout to tail. Silence hung between them only broken by Cordenth¡¯s growls, slowly building the tension between them. When it had gone on for a tad too long the dragoness twitched her tail, her dipped but slightly and her voice came as a whisper.

    ¡°I¡­can not give you what you want. Knowledge can be a great burden for those who are not prepared to bear its weight. I¡¯m sorry, Cordenth.¡±

    ¡°Now you listen here!" Lyndis sprung into being, thrusting a finger towards the dragoness. She felt the invisibility spell fade away from her, and gulped when lavender eyes focused on her instead. They narrowed, a heavy snort left the dragoness¡¯ snout, and her voice rising with an irritated hiss.

    ¡°My, the fire in your voice can ignite this whole lair.¡± She rose as if to bring to light how much bigger she was. Her snout wrinkled as the rogue didn¡¯t shy away, holding her wavering hand aloft like a sword. ¡°What reason brought you to me, little Lyndis? Besides shouting my ears off,"

    ¡°I...I¡¯m here to help someone I care about¡­¡±Lyndis stammered as the Emerald Lady took forceful step towards her. ¡°Your son... The one you love is sitting over there...waiting for a shred of decency from the mother that brought him into this bleedin world. That dragon," She waved back towards Cordenth, not taking her eyes of the larger ness. ¡°Is demanding you share something that he cares about...And it¡¯s not a lair full of riches or a horde of slaves to worship at the tips of his claws. No. All he wants is to know the fate of his father. What could be so bad, or so life threatening, that he has to remain ignorant of that focken fact?"

    The dragoness froze under the half-elf¡¯s unfaltering conviction, her eyes still tethered to her as if by an invisible chain. Her tail swished painfully slow as her frills flickered on either side of her head. Her growl was like a darkened song, one which made the rogue¡¯s heart threaten to leap from her chest. Gulping down the tightening of her throat she continued to berate the towering dragoness, for the sake of the smaller dragon that watched her from the side with both hope and worry glinting in his yellow eyes.

    ¡°He¡¯s your son, so you¡¯re going to shift back into the role of a responsible parent and tell him exactly what he needs.¡±

    ¡°Or what, little one?" The Emerald Lady tilted her head, peeling back her lips to reveal her glistening teeth.

    Lyndis pulled out her rapier and thrust it aloft. ¡°Or we¡¯re going to jump from sharp words to even sharper blades before you can utter another one of these pride-infused fake threats. Maybe an ole round of bar-room negotiating will knock some sense into you.¡±

    ¡°That¡¯s how you negotiate in Drenedar? You¡¯re going to what, try to pry my scales apart with that tiny needle? Or is your grand plan to tickle me to death?¡± The dragoness pulled her head back, laughter brimming her words. ¡°Dear Lyndis, take note from someone who has seen legendary rogues perish under the claws of dragons half my size. If you want your threats to carry any weight, you¡¯d better pack a much greater weapon under your royal skirt.¡±

    ¡°Oh, it¡¯s not my skirt nor my lineage you should worry about now. If you want us to really go down that route, I¡¯m sure there¡¯s plenty of chinks in that green armor of yours.¡± She made a few stabbing motions, trying to hide how tight her hand was upon her hilt right now. ¡°We can find out together.¡±

    ¡°You insolent, pompous little wretch. How...How dare to even have the audacity to threaten me?"  The Emerald Lady gasped. She went from a cloudy sky to full on raging tempest as she took another step forward. ¡°Talk to me in such a way, insult me in my realm." Beads of saliva flew from her snapping jaws, causing Lyndis to side step away. ¡°To tell me how to raise my own children!"

    ¡°Mother!" Cordenth roared, charging between them with his wings outstretched. ¡°Step away from her this instant!" He snapped at his mother¡¯s neck. She recoiled as if bitten by a cobra.

    ¡°Hrrrrr¡­so that¡¯s how it is. The little whelp grew teeth,¡± the Emerald Lady¡¯s piercing eyes between the pair, hesitation brimming within. She resettled her vast wings against her back a heavy sigh escaping her maw. ¡°So both of you make demands of me then...Regardless of what can happen?" She tilted her head to the side as she raised a paw. It was glowing with a brilliant purple light, the magical aura dripping of it like it was made of water. ¡°No matter what I could do to you?"

    ¡°If it means standing with your son as he looks for his father?" Lyndis gave a half smile as her good sense screamed at her to stop. ¡°Then hell yes." She held the rapier out further. ¡°Now dragon!" She puffed her chest out proudly like Cordenth had done. Like this would be her final moment on this earth. She could even see the snarl that was forming on the dragoness'' snout. ¡°Tell Cordenth what he needs to know!"

    ¡°These brazen demands will only send you to an early-¡° the Emerald Lady raised a paw only to be stopped by Cordenth¡¯s roar in defiance.

    ¡°You hurt her mother, and I promise to you on all that I hold dear that I will strike at you with all my strength. I will keep on doing so until my claws bleed and my strength shrivels." Cordenth stepped around Lyndis, tail curling around her like a warm promise, ¡°And you will cease to be my mother. I will curse your name to the nine hells, hoping you join Tiamat in damnation when your end finally comes."

    Silence fell between them, just like the Emerald paw of his mother. The fire in her eyes died away, like snuffed out by a fierce wind. Her head drooped, she sat upon her hinds, and even the boom of her voice had faded. Within the flutter of a hummingbird¡¯s wings the Emerald lady was gone, and all that remained was a caring mother. One who didn¡¯t want to lose her son.

    ¡°That¡­is an outcome we¡¯d both like to avoid.¡± The Lady¡¯s wings pinned to her back, as she seemingly shrank before the two. Lyndis even thought she saw twinkles of half-formed tears within those lavender pools. ¡°I never expected you¡­any of you to yearn so much for someone that... I¡¯m sorry. I said too much already. Please try to understand the nature of your demands. You¡¯re forcing me into a choice that no mother should endure."

    ¡°Oh, come on! What¡¯s with all the doom and gloom? We¡¯re talking about a dragon here, not the end of the focken world!¡± Lyndis shouted, only for Cordenth to silence her with a hardened look. He wanted to hear.

    ¡°The future is fickle. It bends and turns like a leaf trapped in an endless storm, every little breeze capable of leading it in yet another direction. I cannot foresee all these possibilities, and if things don''t go the way they should¡­then try to imagine this was the only way to keep you two from meeting your end far before your time,¡± She gave another deep sigh as she rose her head and turned her gaze to her son. ¡°I can satisfy your curiosity... As for you, Lyndis-¡±

    ¡°Yeah?" Lyndis sheathed her weapon with a well-deserved smile.¡°I don¡¯t suppose you¡¯re going to slam me with the exact time of my death for crossing boundaries.¡±.

    ¡°You''re certainly brave."

    ¡°I bloody know that." She glanced to Cordenth, giving the dragon a smirk. ¡°Someone needs to stand up for those who can¡¯t stand up for themselves, even if they happen to be dragons.¡±

    Cordenth¡¯s snout wrinkled, his tail wiggled defiantly. ¡°Hey, that¡¯s not how-¡°

    ¡°Don¡¯t argue.¡± Lyndis slide over, leaning on his onyx chest, proud to have finally obtained what she wanted. ¡°We won this round mate.¡±

    The dragoness let out a pleased rumble from her throat shifting her eyes to her son. ¡°Certainly a good pick.¡± Her softened laugh ended with a lingering sigh, a sadness about her eyes as her neck lowered slightly. ¡°Cordenth. I¡¯ve watched you grow over the years...From the little green hatchling that snapped at my snout first moment you saw me. So fierce you thought you were." her eyes began to grow larger as her voice became softer. ¡°I saw you glide on your own for the first time, and explore my vast domain for days upon days, year after year... And now we have reached the moment of your life I have dreaded ever since you hatched," She rose her head to stare into the distance, like she was trying to capture the image of her treasured memories. ¡°I thought it would not pain me as much as it does in this moment... But here we are, trapped by the ever-tightening walls of an outcome I cannot change, wishing for tomorrow to never come." Her eyes traveled back, and Lyndis almost fainted at what she saw next.

    In the Emerald Lady¡¯s eyes were tears. Not fake magical illusions, but honest tears that were dripping from her misty eyes. ¡°For tomorrow, you and your brother leave me forever."

    ¡°N-no. Don''t say that, mother..." Cordenth slowly moved closer to his mother, inching his smaller snout towards hers ¡°You almost make it sound like we will never see each other again."

    The Emerald Lady said not a word as tears rolled down her pebbly cheeks and splattered softly on the ground below. She quickly snatched up Cordenth with both of her forelimbs and pulled him tightly against her. Her wings wrapped around them both as she draped her head over her child. ¡°I love you. More than the whole world... Your father¡­" She pulled away to look at him snout to snout. ¡°Is none other than Croesus. So, you see? You were never truly apart. He has watched you grow your entire lives." She rose a claw to caress Cordenth''s cheek softly, ¡°We thought it best to not tell you until you were ready to leave.¡±

    So that''s where he gets his eyes from? A gryphon? Lyndis¡¯ did a double take. How is that even po-

    ¡°How is that possible?" the green dragon echoed her thoughts through his wrinkled his snout, curling his neck into an S. ¡°You hate anything that isn¡¯t a dragon."

    ¡°I don''t hate them." Emerald Lady sighed. ¡°Resentful? Yes. I think of them as directionless hatchlings that cannot see behind their basest desires. Children that don''t know any better than what they are told. Yes. They have many flaws and often need to be guided to be effective, yet they also bear qualities I¡¯ve learned to live with¡­maybe even admire in a select few individuals."

    Cordenth simply blinked, looking away with a slight fluffing of his wings. ¡°Croesus¡­¡± He whispered softly. ¡°He¡¯s been here the entire time¡­.¡± His weight shifted from paw to paw until he was glancing to his mother with wide eyes, desperate to soak in the answer she would give. ¡°But he¡¯s still a gryphon. How could you and he make it¡­you know, make it work?¡±

    ¡°I shifted him into a dragon for a while. It is, after all, the only way for his seed to take proper hold. That is how you two came to be.¡± She ran a claw softly along her son¡¯s emerald cheek. ¡°Every time I look upon you I am reminded of his splendor. He is such a striking dragon¡­¡±

    ¡°Why hide this from us? Why wait so long to tell me?" Cordenth narrowed his eyes, splayed his wings and pulled his snout away. His voice was filled with confusion, sadness, and pain, all intermixed into one. ¡°Why? Especially when we¡¯ve been asking all this time! All the years you could have told us!"

    ¡°Because I knew you would leave. There would have been nothing to keep you two here within my domain, and any such attempt would have ended in more pain than you deserve." She tapped her tail on the floor, limbs quivering as breath seemed to come harder for her. ¡°This was the only way that I could ensure your safety. The only outcome where you two survived.¡± Before the green dragon could say another word, the dragoness surged forward to nuzzle at him with a soft whine that seemed all too unlike the strong dragoness Lyndis had come to know. ¡°This adventure you plan to go on with your brother?"

    ¡°It¡¯s not set in stone. I might reconsider a couple of things." Cordenth snaked his head back to look to Lyndis with a soft smile.

    ¡°Your brother will need your strength for a time.¡±

    Cordenth sighed, locking eyes with his mother. ¡°How could we even trust you? After all the lies you spewed throughout the years?"

    The dragoness silenced him with a deep hug and a dozen or so nuzzles, combined with affectionate licks across his snout that made Cordenth whimper and growl happily. Cordenth leaned further into her touch and offered her soft trills.

    ¡°Alas, you will simply have to trust me. Just like all the other times...Even if you don''t like it." She licked him a final time along the bridge of his snout. ¡°Please know that I never enjoyed keeping you here or hiding things. It broke my heart each day to see you two so miserable and cross with me." She sighed, her eyes traveling from the familiar form of her son to the hard stone of the smoking purple cauldron. ¡°The future is a very fickle thing. It requires precision, and a deft touch, and often great sacrifices that must be made. Even from those that contain our greatness.¡±

    The Emerald Lady held her son in silence for a time, before turning her snout towards Lyndis. ¡°Now what to do with about this?"

    The way the dragoness was staring at her with a grin made the half-elf¡¯s hair stand on the back of her neck stand. Lyndis found herself involuntarily taking a step back.

    ¡°What to do...What to do." the dragoness'' tail flicked behind her menacingly as she strode over with a strut in her step, her son seemingly forgotten. Her eyes that had been filled with fondness were gone, only to be replaced with the ones of a predator, a predator who was moments away from victory. ¡°You have captivated the attention of my son¡¯s affections. Speak the truth now, girl. No reason to sneak around this.¡±

    ¡°Y-yes! And I¡¯m almost sure you bloody knew it ever since you strolled into his home!" Lyndis shouted, her legs tensing, ready to flee.

    ¡°Mother! What are you going to do to her?" Cordenth went to snarl.

    ¡°Oh hush now, Cordenth¡­ I am not angry¡­Just, intrigued,¡± She chuckled in the back of her throat. ¡°Amused, to see one such union take root before my very eyes. Contrary to what the tavern songs have you believe, it doesn¡¯t happen often for a lesser bipedal creature to attract the fondness of a dragon. Not in the same way Arcturus has done with the red one, or how she did it with you."

    ¡°It¡¯s not like that. We¡¯re just¡­very close friends.¡± Cordenth stammered.

    ¡°Are you now?¡± She held up a claw, tracing a thin white line in the air. It glowed briefly as it lingered there, suspended by creeping mists.

    What kind of magic is this? Lyndis watched the light follow the dragoness¡¯ claws as they swayed from side to side.

    ¡°You are more than just a simple tomb raider. You, Lyndis Kuxion, have saved my son¡¯s life, and perhaps more than that." She glanced back to Cordenth who was staring to Lyndis with a look of concern on his snout. ¡°You¡¯ve enchanted my son with your own charms." She turned her attention once more to the rogue. ¡°I think you need to embrace a new perspective. A broader view that will show you a tantalizing taste of what your future has in store for you. A gift, as it were." She pointed her talon right to the half-elf¡¯s chest, the magic spreading from her claws like a charging cobra.

    Like a rabbit her heart pounded against her chest, all her instincts on high alert. She spun round, words caught in her throat as terror wrapped it¡¯s tendrils around her. She got only a few steps before the but crackling of pulsating energy enveloped her like a cocoon. Her body felt sluggish, her eye lids fluttered. Like she¡¯d drank too much elven frost wine back home. The spell surged to life around her, bombarding her vision with a brilliant white. Panic rose up within her, but she had no way to voice it. Whatever spell this was stopped even that. Through it all she could hear Cordenth¡¯s savage snarl.

    ¡°Mother! What have you done!" The green dragon¡¯s voice seemed to quake the floor beneath Lyndis¡¯ boots.

    Lyndis collapsed to all fours with a loud, bone twitching crack. Then again it rippled across her, feeling no pain when she was certain there should be. She tried to move her move, recoil, shift, but found as if she were being held down by the very air itself. What was going on?

    ¡°This isn¡¯t pain she¡¯s experiencing. Not in the traditional sense. I have given her a gift¡­ Just watch." The Emerald Lady¡¯s calm voice silenced Cordenth¡¯s concern, and even in a fleeting way put an end to the racing of Lyndis heart.

    Her breaths slowed and she focused, as another series of cracks struck her very being. It was then she could sense that her bones were reshaping themselves. Her spine was shooting downward so were her limbs. ¡°What is going on?" She shouted as her teeth grew larger and sharper.

    Cordenth simply gasped, his voice coming softly in disbelief. ¡°Mother...you didn''t¡­"

    She did what? Panic resurfaced again as twin limbs sprouted from her back like trees. Her arms trembled, her spine shook. However, like moments before, there was no pain to accompany the sensation. Her mind was desperately reeling, wishing she could see. Then as everything began to settle, the light began to fade. Colors burst into her vision, blurry and out of focus. Within a few blinks of her eyes her vision returned to her. What...What in the blazes happened to me? She rose her head to look at the Emerald Lady. The dragoness still had a pleased look on her face. ¡°What happened?" She groaned, glancing to Cordenth who wore a dumbstruck look on his snout.

    Lyndis pushed herself up, going to stand but stopped when she looked down at her arms. Instead of hands she saw snowy white scaly limbs that ended in blackened talons. Dragon talons... WHAT? The panic that had started to recede suddenly came flooding back into her mind like a storm. She looked down to her chest to see that it had the same pristine scales. She peaked behind herself to find white, fluffy feathery wings. No¡­No¡­No.. She grabbed at her face to find that it was now an elongated snout not unlike Veledar¡¯s or Cordenth¡¯s; snouts she caressed plenty of times. She traced along it to the top of her horned head. I''m a....

    ¡°Dragoness." Cordenth gasped as she stumbled backwards in a daze.

    ¡°What did you do to me?" Lyndis screamed, falling to the ground with her tail thumping on the ground.

    ¡°That¡¯s a most obvious question, my dear." The Emerald Lady looked at one of her claws before spreading and refolding her wings. ¡°I turned you into a dragon of course."

    ¡°You...You can¡¯t just turn everyone you want into dragons. That¡¯s just¡­it¡¯s so¡­" Lyndis struggled to find the words perfectly to capture her haze and brimming fire. But that would have to wait. She bolted away from the pair and scampered down the empty hallway. She pushed from her mind the question on how easily she was navigating on four limbs, choking it up to instinct or the spell the dragoness had used on her. She eventually came crashing through the vine covered main door, stumbling into the chilly night air. The serene night could provide a measure of relief¡­if it wasn¡¯t so accursedly loud. Lyndis grasped her head as the overwhelming sensations experienced by her new form made her skull ache.

    ¡°What¡¯s happening? Everything feels so¡­raw.¡±

    A growl of misery escaped her trembling jaws. Lyndis couldn¡¯t stay in one place even if she wanted to. She sprinted past the frozen statues, the smell of mold stinging her sensitive nose. Frantically, her claws dug into the earth as she entered the forest, the sounds of birds above almost deafening to her. She eventually collapsed onto her stomach, claws trying to cover where her ears had been. How is this even real? She knew that dragons could change into other forms, but make others change their forms as well? She felt a cold snake worm its way into her body as she had never felt so powerless before in her entire life. She¡¯d been controlled before, back when she still lived with her parents. But this? This was control on a whole new level that left her quivering in terror.

    Please let this be a dream. She clenched her eyes tightly shut. She waited, and waited, and when the sounds and smells failed to fade away, she opened her eyes again to her inescapable situation.

    Of course it''s real. She held up one of her forelimbs, inspecting the four-digit limb and poking carefully with a claw at the segmented scales on it. I''m a dragon. She felt her tail twitch by itself and drag along the earth. This is my life now, cold and overwhelming, a prison of scales from which I cannot escape.

    Her vision began to get blurry at such a dreadful prospect.

    I should have never left my homeland. Lyndis held back a sob as despair crept its way into her chest. She turned her now-long neck to inspect every inch of her new white scaled body. Her fears were confirmed as her eyes traced along every scale, every feather on her wings, every curved talon that sprouted from the tip of each finger. There was nothing left of her old self. Not a single inch that she could hold onto. At least I still have my mind. She latched onto that precious thought like a piece of driftwood floating in the sea. Everything else was shaped to meet the Emerald Lady¡¯s extravagant wishes.I was a pawn.

    She felt tears start to form in her eyes as she thought back to her beloved Cordenth. At how warm, fuzzy, and loved the dragon had made her feel. Was that even real?

    She felt herself bare her teeth out of instinct under the flash of anger that electrified her form. Or was it all just another manipulation by her? To get what SHE wanted?

    She glared up to the star filled sky, sniffing as the first tear flowed down her scaled cheek, dropping down to the ground below her. How can I do the rest of our quest like this? Do we even have enough time for me to learn to use my magic in this form? Another thought came to her head as she narrowed her tear-filled spheres. Or was this a way to keep me here?

    Then it dawned on her, and her eyes widened. The perfect choice.... for a mate! She remembered the dragoness'' words about dragons ruling Drenedar. She meant MY dragons¡­my hatchlings. She felt her stomach tighten as she clutched her sides, expecting to throw up. She continued to sob into the night air, her wings quivering punctuating every sound. But soon came a concerned voice, bringing about a brief reprieve from her thoughts. Cordenth emerged with tentative steps, eyes still brimming with warmth.

    ¡°Lyndis¡­are you alright?¡±

    ¡°What do you want?" she snapped at him, her words coming out in an angry hiss.

    ¡°I know you¡¯re all shades of mad...confused...overwhelmed... but this doesn¡¯t have to be a curse. You¡¯re still you, only¡­with a few added scales and feathers."

    ¡°A few? Yeah, right. She could tell him exactly what she thought about her stupid scales and chicken feathers. But then their eyes met, his bright spheres full of kindness and understanding. And suddenly, whatever tempest of emotions that were swirling around in her started to die.

    She felt her nerves settle down for a moment as he took another step towards her. She took a deep breath to find his scent pleasantly overpowering. The smell of dragon mixed with pine made her mind start to settle, her nerves slowly winding down. It was like his mere presence and smell could relax her into a state of complacency. That of course couldn¡¯t help fight off the wicked whispers in the back of her mind. Did...Did she enchant me to like her son?

    ¡°Lyndis?" the gentle dragon swooped in to wrap his warm wings around her. ¡°It''s okay. We¡¯ll get through this¡­together." He nuzzled the length of her neck with his. Green scales rubbed white ones in a pleasing sensation that rippled across her form.

    ¡°Cordenth." she tried to shove him away but found herself unable. She was nuzzling right back, it may have been the only thing keeping her from collapsing again. ¡°Your mother...look what she did." She could feel herself start to mist up again, powerless rearing it¡¯s ugly head once more.

    ¡°It''s okay."

    ¡°Why would she even do this?"

    ¡°Do you not like being a dragon?" He tilted his head to the side and offered her an affectionate kiss on the snout.

    ¡°I did not ask for this!" She pulled her snout away snarling, ¡°Imagine, for just one second, Cordy, that everything about yourself was focken gone in an instant! If your tosser of a mother wanted to prove she was in control of the bleedin situation...Good focken job!" Her eyes leaked as she lost herself within his bright spheres. ¡°I can''t even keep my true form without her permission." She squeezed her eyes  shut and intertwined her neck with the green dragon she cared for. At least he was a comforting center in this terrible mess. She wrapped him in wings, pulling tighter as her voice shrunk. ¡°You see past her pretentious gift, right? Tell me you see the truth of it, the plotting."

    ¡°What is that?" he replied, nearly in a whisper.

    ¡°She manipulated us the entire time...Me... You¡­ She wanted you to be with me." She bared her teeth as she repeated the dragoness'' words. ¡°For your kingdom will be ruled by dragons, and you will welcome them with loving arms." She pulled back from the embrace to place her snout right on the green dragon''s own. ¡°She expects me to bear your young, Cordenth¡­"

    ¡°T-that...That can''t be it." his frills started to turn a dark shade of green. ¡°She¡¯d never go that far. Never.¡±

    ¡°What we have¡­is it even real? Or did she enchant me to start falling for you?"

    ¡°You fell for me?" Cordenth backed away in surprise.

    Did I just say that? She turned her snout away, feeling heat rise to her face. She tried to not think about how he made her feel, and how at ease his presence set her at. But that is silly...We have only known each other for... Gods, it really is like one of those stupid stories you read...

    ¡°You don''t have to be ashamed about it." Cordenth snaked his snout closer to hers and offered an affectionate lick across her snout. ¡°And it has to be real.... I just know it. There is no way a spell can make my heart leap the way you make it do¡­and even if it was a spell, I would not care." he placed a gentle claw on the underside of her snout. ¡°Because I care for you."The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.

    ¡°Thank you." she smiled, his gaze a honied sun that brought warmth to her weakened heart. She felt her wings quiver when he pressed his snout to hers in the mortal gesture of a kiss. She closed her eyes and just let herself melt into his embrace.  She let out a long, happy sigh of relief. Would it really be that bad to spend my days with him?

    ¡°And if I thought you were beautiful before..." Cordenth purred in his throat, causing her to chuckle. ¡°You are even more so now."

    ¡°Did you not like my previous self?"

    ¡°It''s...complicated. Before, I found you attractive for different reasons...now you match what dragons initially consider attractive in our own kind." he nuzzled her again, ridding her mind of any confusion she might have had with his words.

    Lyndis said not a word and only returned the gesture with a pleased croon escaping her maw.

    Cordenth kissed her again, his tail winding around hers. When they broke away, she found her mind was still doing loops as her heart beat erratically. ¡°Now, if you will follow me to the sky." He wrapped a wing around her and started to guide her through the forest. ¡°I would like to go dancing with you."

    ¡°How will I be able to?¡± He guided her over a fallen log, ¡°I¡¯ve not flown before."

    ¡°I trust you¡¯ll know what to do just fine. Like you¡¯re able to navigate so well on four limbs.¡± Cordenth removed a low hanging branch away for her with a wing. ¡°The spell she used should be giving you a basic instinct on how to move. I am hoping that applies to flying as well."

    ¡°Won''t I ruin our dancing if my wings start to trip on each other?" she brushed up against him, his coming purr a lovely song that filled the air.

    ¡°It should not throw us off too much. So, don''t worry your scales about it."

    They emerged from the forest to a clearing bathed in the ivory glow of the moon. It was a great faded green field, dotted with dark crimsons and blues. Lyndis eyed the ground and spied sign of movement and sections of upturned earth. Did this clearing form just for us? She looked to Cordenth, warmth filling her heart at his calmness, and hoping none of it was projected by a spell. Did you make this clearing? Or did your mother? She hated the idea that she would be guided once again by the dragoness into her son''s waiting limbs.

    ¡°Don''t worry." he said softly, moving his nose to be inches from hers. ¡°Everything you see is my doing. There will be no more meddling by her tonight."

    ¡°How can you bleeden believe that?" Lyndis tilted her head to the side, flicking her tail against some grass.

    ¡°I swear on my very scales, Lyndis...the half-elf who makes my heart flutter like I¡¯m a hatchling all over again."

    ¡°But how can you be sure? When she can snatch my very form from me?"

    ¡°She called it a gift for a good reason." he replied with a nuzzle against her neck. ¡°Trust me¡­ I yelled at her when you scampered off from that room."

    ¡°Some gift this is," she replied, snarling internally. Leave it to that dragoness to ruin a childhood dream. ¡°Permanently though? How will I-"

    ¡°It''s not permanent." Cordenth cut her off as his frills fluttered and turned a darker shade of green once more.

    ¡°What?" she gasped. ¡°How long will I be a dragon for?"

    ¡°It will only last until tomorrow, she said¡­ That¡¯s when she plans to turn you back to your original form. Mother wanted me to tell you to enjoy your gift."

    ¡°Well... this changes everything." Lyndis sighed, her anger for the dragoness starting to fade away. The dread that gripped her heart scattered into the winds, released with a heavy sigh. She glanced to the green dragon before her, and her world narrowed down to his handsome scales.

    ¡°Cordenth." she smiled, nuzzling against his cheek. ¡°Thank you for everything...I would have never thought I would meet someone like you in this place." She pressed her lips to his and offered him another kiss that made her heart beat faster, causing him to counter with a pleased trill in return.

    ¡°You want to go dancing now?" he coughed. ¡°Before this kissing leads to...other things."

    So your mind did go there, after all. She giggled as his entire body shivered with an unsaid want. She slid along the length of his body, rubbing her scales against his own. ¡°I would love to go flying with you, o¡¯, handsome dragon...and don''t concern yourself with the...other things just yet." she chuckled returning to his snout to kiss him once more. On her own her throat rumbled, as the delightful sensation trickled across her scales. All thanks to the dragon she loved. Loved. Her eyes widened. That thought certainly surprised her. However, with the next nuzzle he gave her, she felt that thought scatter away. I don''t care. This is the only night when I can do these things as a dragon.

    ¡°Now, I will take you into the sky." he turned to gesture to the stars above with a sweep of his forelimb. ¡°We will hold each other and fly as one.¡±

    Lyndis gazed out to the twinkling sky. Due to her enhanced vision, the star-dotted sky looked more vibrant than she had ever known previously. The flickering stars looked t like diamonds in the sea of black.

    ¡°That sounds beautiful." she spoke softly, already imagining the wind caressing her face with each beat of her ascending wings. She found herself surprised that her voice was filled with such fondness, a fondness she had never known for anyone else before this moment. She found herself melting into him as the dragon surprised her with another slow kiss. His tongue even found a way into her maw, and swirled around her own like a wet, fleshy snake.

    ¡°I think...if you want to go flying¡­we need to stop these romantic gestures." She gasped, pulling away with a half-smile. ¡°Or we will never leave the ground. Is that what you secretly want, Cordenth? For us to remain trapped within each other''s embrace?"

    ¡°That doesn''t sound that bad." Cordenth chuckled. ¡°However, I would very much like to show you the dragon dancing before you are forced to turn back to your mortal form." Green scales rubbed against white ones, before the sound of his wings carried him to the sky.

    Without another word, she cased after him. Her wings acting as though this was the easiest thing in the world. Yet where she merely acted, he was like a dance, swoops and swirls she had no hope to preform just yet. As she watched in silent admiration the handsome green curled around, soon taking his place beside her with a heartwarming warble. He bid her up and she followed, softly locking limbs with one another.

    Together they rose, spinning far above the forest of despair, the wind rushing past her scales mimicking the warmth radiating from her heart. When she thought they were high enough her brought her down, spiraling over the vast green quilt, the rest of the world seemingly melting away. All her senses were whisked away with every beat of their wings, finding herself closer against his black scaled chest with every silent moment. It was breathtaking, exhilarating. An exciting adventure that had no equal. She glanced passed his stalwart expression towards the shimmering stars and the void that seemed to stretch on for infinity. Like he knew she was staring he peered down at her, a smile creasing his scaled lips that practically made her rumble her approval.

    ¡°That...was incredible." she gasped, spreading her wings wide as he guided her to a steady glide over the treetops. Overcome with the tingling of her scales her eyes closed, basking in the enchanting night.

    ¡°I am most glad you enjoyed it." he said ever so softly, almost hidden with the wind¡¯s caress. His wing tips brushed against hers, his warm smile bringing one out on her snout.

    ¡°Truly a once in a lifetime experience." she angled her wings and starting to enter a turn, not minding the pleasant burn about her cheeks. She hadn¡¯t felt this in a long while. Like nothing could go wrong, simply let herself drift away. She sighed softly. Quests awaited for them both, ones that would keep them apart for quite some time. She glanced to him, eyes twinkling ever so enchantedly in the moonlight. ¡°Shame It has to be for one night. I¡¯d have liked more time with you my enchanted knight."

    ¡°Then we are of two minds.¡± He drifted downwards, gesturing and guiding her to a flower filled clearing. Lavender flowers sprouting like little islands among the thick sea of green and scattered greys. She landed beside him like a practiced pro, gently trotting admist the grass while her wings pinned to her back.

    ¡°Good for a first landing no?¡± She strutted around, swaying her tail happily. ¡°Bet every dragon around would be envious!¡± She turned as he landed with a trot, head drooping after he gave her a long stare.

    ¡°It was.¡± Cordenth snorted, nuzzling her neck with a soft whine. His shiver an icy claw across her chest. ¡°It makes the journey ahead ever the harder.¡±

    ¡°Because you¡¯re leaving me?" Silence hung heavy in the air before Cordenth nodded without a word.

    ¡°Hey," she stopped , pressing her nose to his. ¡°You keep that brother of your safe, then you come flying to find us." She offered him a quick nuzzle, hoping she did it right as she rubbed her scales against his. This close proximity brought his scent curling around his nostrils, shivers cascading down her spine. As they were about to part their tails intertwined, as if they didn¡¯t wish to part. With an honest smile and fluttering heart, she turned to him. ¡°Hows that sound? Tickle your scales?".

    ¡°That it does." He rumbled, returning his scales to her own. ¡®Though it will be tough.¡±

    ¡°But one we can manage right?¡± His warmth was so comforting, relaxing. With hardly a sigh she pressed up against him, closing her eyes softly in bliss. With every soft step upon the grassy field her heart began to quicken, a lovely beat she could practically dance to. Then she heard his, just as fast. Almost like a mirror to her own.¡°Now...Since I have this form... I think I should learn how to fight in it." Her eyes shot open, as she bolted away. Dirt was scattered about her claws till she spun around, crouching low and entering what she thought might be a playful stance. She waggled her haunches and brought her snout close to the ground. ¡°Unless you¡¯re a tosser.¡±

    ¡°You really want to wrestle then?" he turned his snout away from her with a snort, his frill a dark shade of green. ¡°Why spend our time exerting ourselves?" Though he was trying to play coy he crouched low on his own, swishing his tail excitedly over the grass.

    ¡°What if we are attacked?" she gasped, leaping at him, only for him to bound away. ¡°And I am left as a defenseless dragoness?"

    ¡°Defenseless?" he smirked, evading her grasping paws. ¡°Have you seen your reflection? You¡¯re hardly that.¡±

    He had her there. With a growl her paws tasted air yet again, she cursed herself for not being able to maneuver her form better. Together they chased about the field, only mere inches apart. Laughter worked its way to her chest as she realized he was merely evading. Sometime even leaving his tail out for her, only to yank it away! ¡°You''re not even trying to wrestle me back!"

    ¡°It¡¯s¡­well, it¡¯s not that I don¡¯t want to-¡° He turned to explain, but she didn¡¯t give him the chance. He was interrupted by a well placed pounce.

    ¡°Got you!¡± Her onyx talons pressed against his chest, a proud smirk on her snout as the male wiggled beneath her. The dark green of his blushing had consumed all his frills, even the ones tracing down his neck.

    ¡°W-well, it looks like you won." he snaked his snout up licking along the underside of her neck. Like a well tuned machine her body responded instantly. Her paws trembled, her neck shook. A long and exaggerated sigh escaped her throat. Then he did it again with that cursed wet tongue. Just to make every repeat itself, practically making her warble. Before he repeat his sudden, delightful attack she returned with one of her own. Drawing a thick line with her tongue along his neck. The impending groan as he quivered beneath her was too hard to not poke fun of.

    ¡°That¡¯s not fair. You let me pin you." She settled down onto his chest, kneading her claws softly onto his scale. When he groaned again with a defeated thump of his tail she chuckled, playfully batting at his cheek. ¡°You just love the idea of a powerful dragoness pinning you beneath her, don''t you?"

    ¡°N-Not really." the dragon¡¯s eyes shifted away, his frills not changing color. Though they did pin to his head, possibly outing his little lie.

    ¡°Aha!" she batted his snout away with a victorious rumble. ¡°I knew it." When he peaked an eye to her, she licked along his cheek. Till he was giggling and laughing yet still pinned. ¡°You like being pinned!"

    ¡°Yes! Now please!¡± He cackled.

    ¡°Please what?¡± She licked his neck again, giggling as that cackle shifted to a groan.

    ¡°Stop the tickling!¡±

    While it might have intrigued her to keep the usually boisterous male squirming beneath her grasp, Lyndis sighed and decided to instead grant him mercy. ¡°Good for you I¡¯m feeling generous tonight.¡± Gently she removed herself with an elegance that hinted at a very well done Veledar impersonation. Looking upon him, laying there, it was hard not to trace every scale presented to her, feel her heart beneath her flesh beat ever faster.

    ¡°You have my thanks.¡± Cordenth rested his head against the ground as she averted her gaze, ¡°Though I should be amused you¡¯re blushing-¡°

    ¡°Me, blushing?¡± She laughed, fluffing her wings by accident to throw the male of the scent. The coming sly smirk upon his snout wasn¡¯t convinced, ¡°Hey, stop giving me that look, I¡¯m not blushing you brute!¡±

    ¡°Brute am I?¡± Cordenth rolled a paw to his chest, fluttering his eyes, ¡°Though quite amusing to think, that I might be one dragon you might hide from one¡¯s mother, I often think of myself able to rival the most handsome of princes-¡°

    ¡°Oi-¡° She scolded the dragon, shutting his snout with a paw, ¡°Quit while you¡¯re ahead.¡± Before he could conjure another word to defy her, she nuzzled along his cheek, scales rubbing alongside one another. It was hard to not fight the deep desire built within to rumble down her throat. ¡°You¡¯re starting to sound like the crimson ass.¡±

    ¡°Crimson ass?¡± Purred Cordenth, recovering from a moment of shock to nuzzle her right back, ¡°Is that a donkey you¡¯ve been hiding in your group?¡±

    She laughed at the mere thought of it, ¡°Careful now, don¡¯t let him hear you call him one of those.¡±

    ¡°It can be out little secret.¡± He sighed as she laid down next to him.

    Together they gazed out to the field of green and lavender around them. Though most of it had been bent or folded thanks to their playful romp around. Fireflies rose up in little flashes, hovering and orbiting their combined snouts. ¡°Would you want to retire to your nest for the evening?" She arched her back as the green pushed himself to all fours.

    ¡°Tired of the flying and the wrestling, are we?" he growled playfully as he strode over to her.

    ¡°Sort of." she brushed against him, playfully smacking him with her tail. ¡°But I wish to spend the night cuddled against you, held within your paws.¡± Lyndis closed her eyes. She could already picture his gentle and tender embrace as he traced her scales. Finding every tender muscle as he tenderly kneaded about.

    ¡°T-that can be arranged." she saw him gulp when she opened her eyes. ¡°Lyndis?"

    ¡°Yes?" she spread her wings wide. Anticipation already bubbled about her chest with each second. Begging, whispering sweet words to bring her to the sky. It would certainly be hard to go back to flying without wings of her own. Was this what the Emerald Lady wanted? For her to not return to her form? To stay with her son for the rest of her life? But with the ivory glow about the dragoness¡¯ son, Lyndis wasn¡¯t so certain. The way he strode over to her, gazing upon her like a living goddess. Even the experienced adventurer was given pause.

    ¡°I know you would probably be against wearing one of my mother¡¯s scale necklaces, but maybe¡­ one of my own might work."

    Lyndis tilted her head to the side. The idea seemed strange to her as worry crept into the back of her mind. ¡°So, you can spy on me or something? Just like your mother does to her subjects?"

    ¡°No... It would be a way for us to stay in touch." Cordenth''s frills turned a darker shade of green as he looked away. ¡°It would even allow us to combine our dreams together, and feel as though we are right beside each other no matter the distance between us.¡±

    ¡°So I could spend every night feeling like I was wrapped within your paws?" What  worry lurked was swept away, replaced with a happy smile and near bouncing paws at the idea. ¡°Because that would be bloody fantastic!"

    ¡°Yes." He nuzzled her softly. ¡°That is exactly what I am saying."

    ¡°Then I would love to have one of these scales of yours. Do you already have one made up or something? Or is there some sort of ritual that needs to be done?"

    ¡°We can make one up when we get back to my cave." He spread his wings after offering her a quick peck on the tip of her snout. ¡°Just try to keep up.." he bounded into the air with a smirk, his tail playfully smacking her across her nose.

    ¡°Oh, you¡¯ll see just how well I can fly when I catch you, Cordy! Your tail is mine!" she shouted pouncing after him. She spiraled upwards into the chilly air, warbling her excitement as she raced to pursue his swishing tail. Though they raced above the treetops, followed along with the forest like an artist¡¯s sketch, the green never strayed too far. The thought he might not be trying to get away not even occurring to her as she easily brushed against him.

    ¡°Got you!" she roared, startling a family of bats. The little mammals squeaking in concern as they darted away from the two predators soaring above.

    ¡°Oh no!" He groaned in a dramatic fashion, rolling his eyes like a pair of wheels. His warm gaze drifted to her, a smirk about his lips. ¡°What should I do, mighty huntress? How could I possibly avoid your wrath?¡±

    ¡°Give me all your treasure!" Lyndis hissed playfully.

    ¡°I think that might be crossing a line."

    ¡°Nonsense! You were powerless beneath my paws back there." she repositioned herself so that she was flying right by his side, practically wing-tip to wing-tip. ¡°Seems only fair.¡±

    ¡°Only because I was playing with you." he angled his wings once his waterfall came into view guiding her downward till speckles of mist splashed against their scales. ¡°If we were actually wrestling for real, I would end up on top."

    She wasn¡¯t going to let him get away with that. Call it the blushing of her scales or enchanting landscape. Mischief found her voice, ¡°And if you were on top, what would you do to me?"

    ¡°Pardon?¡± He blushed most profusely, his green scales practically turning red as they neared the river above his home. Once or twice he began to form an answer, but was left with nothing. She¡¯d certainly got his tongue.

    They landed with a quick back-wing, and he had yet to answer her. ¡°That must be one tricky answer to form.¡± She brushed against him with a laugh, delighting when he closed his eyes and shivered.

    ¡°Just a tad more forward than I might have expected." he swished his tail, like he was trying to work out a kink.

    ¡°And why might that be?¡± She mused, closing in on the dragon, delighting in the uncertainty in his eyes. His audible gulp made her chuckle as she ran her scales along the length of him. ¡°Is your home a rather terrible affair? Treasure of all sorts not sorted?¡±

    ¡°Nothing like that.¡± He huffed at her teasing, trotted a few paces, ¡°Let us just get that necklace for you." Cordenth quickly wrapped a wing around her and started to guide her along the smooth rock path that led deeper into his home.

    She found her mind drifting as they walked side by side, admiring the forest around her. With the handsome dragon beside her, it seemed ever less dangerous than when they first entered it¡¯s verdant expanse. Cordenth¡¯s form was captivating, warmed her blood, it must have been a side effect of the spell currently trapping her in her draconic form.

    ¡°Well, here it is." Cordenth smiled. He somehow during her haze had brought her to his cave, crafted whatever he needed to, and brought the scale that was connected to a thin chain of gold.

    "How¡­ how does it work?" she stammered out, hoping to rid her thoughts of the more salacious variety. Though the longer she did they seemed to just come rushing back. She just hoped he wasn¡¯t noticing. Even her tail was starting to swish about almost on it¡¯s own.

    ¡°It''s really fairly simple, actually." He took a step forward, holding up the scale before her eyes. It appeared to be one of his own. ¡°We just both have to touch it, and I say the activation words. Then whenever you slumber and wear it, the necklace will try to connect our dreams...If I am sleeping at the same time of course."

    ¡°And no matter the distance." she smiled. ¡°I will always have you by my side."

    ¡°Precisely." Cordenth guided her paws to grip along the scale like he was doing. There eyes soon met, those bright yellow ones drawing her in. Guiding her next few breaths to shiver about her lungs. She smiled and so did her, a happy glow about the air. Though as they lingered on one another the heat returned like an unyielding force enveloping all else. Every breath she took was driving her currently wild. It was all she could muster to not throw herself at the dragon. The thought popped into her head for the briefest of moments that possibly the Emerald Lady had done something to her with the spell. Made her desire her son more than ever. But when he spoke that concern was squashed.

    ¡°Ready?''

    She nodded, ¡°Always.¡±

    His eyes never left hers for even a moment as he began to speak in a language of hisses and growls. It seemed that, despite her new body and enhanced senses, she still could not understand their language. He moved his other claw in small circles, a faint cerulean glow radiating from his digits. The light hovered like a fog for a few seconds with every rotation or movement that he did, and the entire time Lyndis felt her nerves start to stand on edge.

    She felt a small little warm sensation on her spine. It slowly radiated out towards her wings, running through her limbs and condensing in her claws. When the warmth reached her head, she let out a small gasp of pleasure. How intense that it was! It was as if she¡¯d fallen asleep in a warm field with the sun covering all her scales. Gasps soon shifted into a trilling noise as her eyelids drifted closed. Her tail quivered in delight, and she found herself struggling to keep upright.

    ¡°Lyndis!" Cordenth caught her softly within his limbs just as her weakened body started to topple over.

    She opened her eyes softly, blinking them a few times to look at the concerned green snout of the dragon she cared about.

    ¡°Thank you." She blushed, gently breaking from his embrace and rising up with fluff of her wings. She shook her body as the warm feeling seemed to drip away. She didn¡¯t have long to focus on that disappointment before Cordenth was holding the green scale before her eyes. It appeared the same as it did before on first glance, but as she focused on it, she came to realize that it was faintly glowing with that same cerulean light. ¡°I already loved your scales." she gently took the golden chain from him and dangled the piece of jewelry before her. ¡°I will cherish it always." She kissed his muzzle with a happy rumble.

    ¡°You¡¯re welcome." he returned her touch and ran a claw along the backside of her neck. His talons traced her scales in just the right way to make her let out a small pleased purr from her throat. He giggled at her display.

    ¡°Oi, don¡¯t poke fun, you do it too!" she laughed as the dragon had started to guide her through his treasure and towards the bed of soft blankets.

    ¡°Yes, but yours is vastly more cute. Some might say¡­catlike.¡±

    She narrowed her gaze as the dragon laughed, ¡°It doesn¡¯t not sound like a bloody cat!¡±

    ¡°Course it does my sweet, but no matter, I adore cute things." he chuckled, running his enticing hide against her gently. ¡°You just have to know the right spot to touch is all."

    ¡°What spot can make you purr like that?" Curiosity lingered in her words as they settled down onto his bed, pressed up against one another. His snout was mere inches from hers, his frills fluttering on either side of his head. ¡°Is it...here?" she rose a claw to stroke the soft membrane of his frill, giving a pleased croon when the dragon closed his eyes and sighed under the gentle ministrations of her touch.

    ¡°T-that is a good spot." he flicked his tail behind him, the scaled limb brushing against hers. ¡°However, it can''t make me purr."

    ¡°How about here?" she did the same thing that he had done to her, tracing her talons on the backside of his neck. She tried to mimic the exact same thing that he had done and watched his pleased reactions as she worked. When she finally got down to the base of his neck Cordenth gave a low rumble, his tail intertwining with hers.

    ¡°Yes, t-that¡¯s the spot..." he groaned softly, his snout curling into a smile.

    ¡°You¡¯re adorable. You know that, right?" she snaked her snout close to his and gave him a quick slimy lick on his cheek.

    ¡°I try to be." he replied through groans, as she had not let up with her touching for even a moment. ¡°I.... will have to get you back for this you know."

    ¡°I can think of a few ways on how to defend myself against whatever revenge you¡¯re plotting inside that cute scaly head." she replied innocently.

    ¡°How about this?¡± Cordenth tilted his head with a sly grin, before closing the distance between them. In a heartbeat he¡¯d trapped her maw in a passionate kiss, their tongues swiftly crossing paths in a most intimate dance.

    Any thought of resisting him were fluttering out to the winds, her claws gently ran their way down his chest. Call it a spell, or the heroic dragon that had rescued her, she found herself desperately needing him as the moments carried on. One look and she realized he needed her as much she did.

    ¡°Got you a bit worked up under the tail it seems.¡± She rumbled, stroking a paw underneath his jaw.

    He didn¡¯t offer another word more than a dominant growl, kneading along her body and nibbling along her neck. The tiny squeezes of his jaw wretched little blissful cries that trembled through form. His scales rubbed against hers, blood growing ever hotter with each passing second. Without his kiss to silence her she was voicing every pleasured nibble or lick with a shameless moan.

    ¡°Cordenth." she grabbed hold of his snout with her forepaw, giving him another passionate kiss as she pulled herself tighter, grinding back against him. ¡°What are you waiting on, Cordenth? You have a princess in your cave." Lyndis rose to all fours and padded a short distance from the bed. Without a tinge of shame, she moved her tail out of the way to expose herself to the hungry eyes of her partner. She let out a soft sigh as she turned her neck to give the male the best ¡®come take me¡¯ look she could muster with her snout.  ¡°I¡¯m eager...and waiting

    That night they were upon each other like ravenous beasts, the sounds of their passion carrying off the cavern walls to make any who heard it blush. Claws scrapped, roars came to announce every passing moment. She was wrapped up in his embrace, sung his praises as kisses and licks became their language.

    When they finally flopped to their bed they were all soft giggles and smiles, disbelief this is where they¡¯d ended up. She was pressed up against his form, his claws holding her tightly against him as she leaned into onyx scales. Her digits mixed with his as their tails intertwined. Together they basked in the delightful afterglow bubbling about them.

    Who would have thought this sort of thing would have transpired? She giggled at the idea of it, glancing up at his handsome scales and getting captivated within brilliant eyes. They glanced back to her with such warmth and love that she found herself unable to not lock jaws once more. For countless minutes they held each other in that embrace, jousting with their tongues and losing themselves to this lovely contest.

    ¡°Good night.¡± She licked his cheek.

    ¡°You as well my lovely princess.¡± He sighed, resting his head next to hers with a heavy sigh. His steady breaths helping guide her to the twilight realm of dreams.

    * * * * * * * * * * * *

    When she awoke the next morning, the sun had already started to shine its golden rays through the waterfall. Inside the cozy cave, Lyndis let out a yawn, blinking her eyes as she still felt the green dragon she adored holding her within his embrace. She let out a pleased sigh as she snuggled up against him. Enjoying the closeness he provided, and the steady thumping of his heart.

    I''m glad that wasn''t a dream.

    ¡°Cordenth." she said softly, gently pushing his snout with her paws. ¡°We have to go see your mother so that I can be turned back to normal."

    ¡°Do¡­ do we really have to?" he groaned, opening one eye lazily. ¡°Can we not stay like this all morning? Snuggled close my beautiful dragoness?"

    ¡°No, lazy scales," she broke free of him, standing to all fours and shaking her scales. Filling the air with soft clinks. ¡°I have an adventure to go on...and you have a quest of yours to see finished." She arched her neck to smile as Cordenth pulled himself up from his bed.

    ¡°Well, when you put it that way, I suppose there¡¯s not much of a choice in it." he wrinkled his snout.

    ¡°Hey." she brushed up against him gently and grabbed the small necklace he¡¯d given her. ¡°We have this, remember?" she held it out to him and offered him a comforting lick over his snout. ¡°It will be like we have each other EVERY night."

    ¡°That will be the only thing keeping me warm through the lonely nights." he sighed, returning her affections before he started to guide her through his treasure room. They were soon out into the crisp air of the morning, enjoying the sun upon their scales.

    ¡°Will we be able to do anything...lewd? She asked, pushing against his shoulder as she sighed at the morning sun''s warmth.

    ¡°That can certainly be arranged if you want." Cordenth purred.

    ¡°How could I resist a strong, charming dragon such as yourself?"

    ¡°You know how to make my frills turn green." He laughed. ¡°But same goes for you¡­ the enticing princess of my dreams."

    ¡°With this amulet, that will literally be the case." She spread her wings wide, the feathers making the green dragon''s eyes go wide. ¡°What¡¯s the matter?" She smiled. ¡°Did you not see them in the night?"

    ¡°I did not see them this clearly. They are.... beautiful¡­ stunning¡­ a marvel to look at."

    ¡°Oh Cordy." she blushed, ¡°Such the gentleman."

    ¡°Gentledragon." he corrected her, unleashing his  wings and leading her into the air with a chuckle rumbling inside the depths of his throat. With his next wingbeat, he¡¯d brought her through the trees, passed the clearings, advancing towards the vast palace of vines that the Emerald Lady called hers.

    Lyndis looked down to the forest of despair. In this light, and with the dragon she cared for flying beside her, it truly felt less scary. For she¡¯d found him, Cordenth¡­A treasure hidden among this forest...

    a secret gem I never wish to part with.

    Part of her imagined herself within the forest, in the company of her emerald knight...Ruling over all of it.

    She shook her head softly as they neared the Lady¡¯s palace. Her eyes drawn to the green dragoness, who was standing at the front of the vast structure, the sun practically sparkling off her emerald scales. Beside her was the gryphon Croesus, his white feathers looking practically pristine.

    ¡°Well, if it isn''t the two love-birds returning to their perch." The large dragoness said with an amused tone as they landed with bumpy trots. ¡°How was your evening, Lyndis?" she sniffed the air, a coy smile coming to her snout. ¡°Enjoyed it down to the last minute, have you?"

    Damn her....is there anything I can hide from her keen nose and her infuriatingly perceptive eyes?

    ¡°We have mated, if you are so keen to know." she held her head up and glared at the she-dragon. ¡°Contrary to my initial reaction, I rather enjoyed being a dragon."

    ¡°And if I said you had to stay that way for the rest of your days?" The Lady flashed her fangs in challenge.

    ¡°I..." Lyndis'' thoughts stumbled...It wouldn¡¯t be a bad life, to fly wherever I want, use magic more powerful than any mortal can ever dream of. To be with my Cordenth every day for the rest of my long, beautiful life¡­ ¡°It is an enticing prospect¡­one that I must decline. There are certain duties I must attend before I am ready to commit myself to eternity.¡±

    ¡°Wisely put. Perhaps this one night has elevated your mortal mind more than I initially foresaw. Though I must ask. Is relinquishing the many gifts bestowed upon you by this dragon form the best way to accomplish your goals, Lyndis?¡±

    ¡°No,¡± the white dragoness said without the shadow of a doubt. ¡°Yet it is the only way I know how, with a rapier in my hand and a cloak to shadow my every move.¡±

    ¡°Very well. Step in my shadow when you are ready to revert back to your mortal self.¡±

    ¡°Thank you¡­for giving me the choice.¡± Lyndis sat down onto her haunches, her tail flicking rather impatiently behind her. She placed a talon to her chin, thinking her last night over. For the most part, it had been a most enjoyable experience. One that not many men, elves, dwarf or half-elves would ever be graced with. In that regard, Lyndis considered herself lucky to have seen the world through the eyes of a dragon, brief as it might¡¯ve been.

    ¡°Lyndis?¡± Cordenth brushed along her side to stand next to her. ¡°Is something bothering you?¡±

    ¡°No¡­I was just thinking about our time together,¡± she moved her eyes away from his to stare up at the sky, for she could not keep her emotions in check when she remembered the moist feel of his sweet licks, of the incredible pleasure he made her feel. ¡°When I think about all the years we have ahead of us, one night seems all too brief. Makes me wish we had more time to¡­you know..." She released a long sigh that caused the Emerald Lady to burst into a growly fit of laughter.

    ¡°I have once tasted the pleasure that continues to live in your memory. It is¡­intoxicating, to say the least. Consider yourself lucky, Lyndis. Few are given the honor to experience what it means to be a dragon." Her laughter died down as she lowered her snout towards the pair. ¡°And I am pleased you have experienced it in the embrace of my son. He¡¯s still green as the world around him, but he has learned much from you, even if he might never admit it.¡±

    ¡°Mother! That is certainly not the right way to state how proud you are of me.¡± Cordenth hissed.

    ¡°I am, my son, in more ways than you can currently imagine.¡± The dragoness said, then focused her amethyst gaze back upon Lyndis. ¡°I will turn you back to yourself, yet know that if you ever set forth in my forest...this is the form your body will take."

    ¡°How is that possi-¡° Lyndis snapped her mouth shut as the Emerald Lady continued to smile. Of course...this is her domain. ¡°Very well. I can agree to that."

    ¡°Good." The Emerald Lady held up a claw and preformed the same movements that she had done last night. The same white magic flew from the very ground to wrap around Lyndis once again, and in a matter of moments, her scales and wings gave way to her two-legged self.

    ¡°Aaaand I¡¯m back in business!" she exclaimed in joy as she spun around to inspect every inch of herself. She made sure to count all her fingers and run hands through her hair. Everything seemed to be in order, nothing missing at all.

    ¡°Cordenth!" She turned to the green dragon, running to him and offering him a tight hug against his onyx chest. ¡°Thank you¡­Thank you for everything you¡¯ve done for me last night and beyond. There¡¯s no good way to express how happy you made me feel."

    ¡°No¡­thank you, Lyndis." he pushed her away gently and pressed his snout against her lips.

    ¡°Grrr¡­enough with all that honey. This ridiculous amount of sweetness makes me want to skip to the future." The Emerald Lady rumbled, turning away from them. ¡°Farewell Lyndis...and Cordenth?"

    ¡°Yes?"

    ¡°Watch over yourself and your brother...He already said his farewells to me."

    ¡°I¡­I know I haven¡¯t said it as often as I should have, but I love you mother." Cordenth bound over to her and nuzzled her affectionately. ¡°I¡¯ll even¡­miss you.¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t say that,¡± the dragoness pulled him closer to her with a large forepaw. ¡°If fate flows in smooth tides, we might see each other again¡­even if that day can never arrive soon enough.¡± She curled neck around his with a sigh. ¡°I will love you no matter where your wings will take you¡­ Fare you well, my son." She caressed his face softly, and pushed her nose to his. ¡°And know you are always welcomed to return to my forest, " her eyes slowly went to Lyndis for a moment. ¡°including her. I¡¯d be delighted to have you reunited again, in shadow of my wings.¡±

    ¡°Thank you." Lyndis gave a slight bow, finding that part of her actually was proud she had earned this honor that the dragoness had bestowed onto her.

    All the good merriment was not to be denied Croesus. The gryphon and Cordenth exchanged knowing looks. The green dragon approached without a word, snaking his snout down. The gryphon met it with a pleased chirp, his body shaking almost as much as his voice. ¡°For so long I wished to-¡°

    The dragon silenced him with a nuzzle, filling the air with a radiant purr. ¡°I¡¯m just glad you¡¯ve been here the entire time.¡± They embraced with their wings, pulling each other tight. Frills trembled, ears splayed, the air filled with soft chirps and rumbles. When they broke away the gryphon was holding onto Cordenth¡¯s jaw, his ears up and twitching.

    ¡°And as always I¡¯m proud of you. You keep that brother of yours safe, your wings clean and your scales polished.¡± The gryphon continued to fuss and list of several more things for the green to keep in order. ¡°And most of all, stay safe. You¡¯re always welcome to return.¡±

    Cordenth nodded, licking his father across the beak as his eyes misted. He chuckled weakly, his frills fluttering. ¡°I¡¯ll try to remember all of that.¡±

    ¡°Now onto the matters at hand, I suggest you go get her things from where she left them. And find your brother too. They headed out towards the forest¡¯s edge. closest to Entis. I told them to await your arrival." The dragoness turned away from her son with pain slithering along the length of her snout. ¡°Go. Fly! Do this before I find myself trying to force you two to stay.¡±

    ¡°As you wish, mother." Cordenth strode to Lyndis, wiping his eyes with a wing. He crouched low for Lyndis, giving the rogue a comforting smile. ¡°Care to hop on, princess?"

    ¡°Why would I ever pass up the chance to fly?" She punched his scales playfully before climbing up his scales, swinging a leg around his neck. She settled into position as his frills folded against his back so that her weight was not making him uncomfortable.

    ¡°Ready?" he asked, arching his neck to gaze at her.

    ¡°Of course!" She cried, wrapping her arms around his scales. ¡°To the sky, Cordenth!"

    ¡°Right away!'' Cordenth pounced into the air on the flap of his wings. ¡°Farewell, mother! Father, I shall return one day!" he roared out when they were above the trees. The dragoness and gryphon offered a combined roar and squawk of farewell in response, a sound that dimmed with every beat of his wings that brought the two of them, half-elf and dragon, closer to the village that contained her things.

    * * * * * * * * * *

    Lyndis had quickly gathered her things from the inn, slinging the leather pack over her shoulders. She grabbed the golden leaf clasp, wiggling it into position. Her hands wandered over her pouches, mentally reciting all her gear. She didn¡¯t want to forget anything. Course, as she peered around the room she knew in her heart.

    I¡¯ll never forget this place...

    She made her way out into the hallway, practically sprinting down the stairs and heading out the door. She offered a quick wave to the innkeeper before her eyes fell to the waiting green dragon that had won her heart. The good. She thought back to him, the warm nights, the dancing, and the parties.

    ¡°Come on. Everyone is waiting on us." he smiled, crouching lower for her,

    ¡°Oh!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening. ¡°I almost forgot!" She slung off her pack and placed it on the ground, rifling around in it to procure a large blue scarf with white diamonds stitched into the cloth. She spun around and held it up to the dragon. ¡°You were kind enough to give me this green sash, so I figured...why not have something that reminds you of me?"

    ¡°That''s....Thank you!" he replied happily as she wrapped the scarf around his neck and tied it tightly. ¡°It''s lovely, Lyndis...I will treasure it." he smiled, showing off his sharp teeth.

    She thought as climbed onto his back and settled into a comfortable place. She remembered the early threats spat by the Emerald Lady, the deaths of so many villagers, and revelation of the fort. She gripped Cordenth''s scales tighter as he took them back into the sky, towards the forest edge, where the rest of her friends awaited. He bound over the treetops in a glide, and she felt dread starting to build in her chest. For a moment, she considered heading out with Cordenth instead, telling Veledar that he had to find a new rogue, for she had fallen for the green dragon beneath her. That simply saying goodbye to him would be too much.

    But I can''t do that to them. She sighed, remembering her reason to get into the city. The best rogue ever! Her words echoed in her mind, causing her to frown. Was she still the same youthful girl that left her home in search of adventure? Or had she evolved into something more? The Emerald Lady spoke something of that nature. Was she right?

    Lyndis lowered her head to Cordenth''s scaled neck to listen to his steady heart as the forest''s edge came into view. If only we had a few more hours. She peered down from his scales when he turned to see that her friends were gathered around Lyyreth, already mounted on bay colored horses. They seemed to be chatting away with the green dragon, with Veledar throwing his head back in a chuckle.

    ¡°An dats da time I beat dose bears inta submission. Shoulda seen da look on da face of dat gryphon!" Merlia smacked her knee as Cordenth back winged and landed with a thump. ¡°Course we celebrated in da way gryphons do, if ye know wat I mean," the dwarf gave the others a wink.

    ¡°Oh, at last. Nice of you lazies to finally join us." Veledar exclaimed, holding his snout high with a grin. ¡°Thought you were just going to forget about our grand quest. If that were the case, I would have had no option but to hunt you down and collect the fee you owe me.¡±

    ¡°Oh yes, that extravagant fee that I must pay you in spite of the fact you hired me to get your oversized ass past the gates of Entis." Lyndis laughed, shaking her head as she dismounted the green dragon. ¡°I guess some things never change¡­not even when you happen to be the richest dragon in the land.¡±

    ¡°Oh, wealth is not always measured in gold. Some dragons collect shinies. Other¡­distasteful individuals prefer mortals to decorate the insides of their lairs. I am a learned enough dragon to know that favors can be just as expensive as a bag of gems, so you¡¯d better start counting them up.¡±

    ¡°And fall asleep? Your stories about who owns what already do a good enough job at that.¡± She yawned dramatically.

    ¡°As I already explained the fee structure, dear Lyndis, you should not have a problem paying material worth anyway...considering you¡¯re a princess after all...I thought you would have remembered." The red dragon sighed, his blue eyes going to the green dragon''s scarf. ¡°But I guess fooling around with Cordenth here made you forget your commitments to your first dragon.¡±

    If you only knew what we got up to. She stifled a giggle as she and Cordenth shared a quick glance to one another.

    ¡°Dey did it!¡± Merlia shouted, spitting out some water that she had just taken from her waterskin.

    ¡°Excuse me. What¡¯s the cause of you almost choking to death?¡± Lyndis frowned.

    The dwarf pointed straight at Lyndis, and then to the proud looking green dragon. ¡°You and he? HAH!" she smacked her knee as she laughed loudly. ¡°Ye''ll have ta tell me about dis dragon ridin¡¯ later, lass! No leavin out da juicy bits on me!"

    Lyndis once more looked back to Cordenth with a coy smile. ¡°Oh, that. Well, if you fancy dragons like that, I will be sure let you know of all the juicy bits." She laughed, causing Cordenth to fidget and snort in reply.

    ¡°If you¡¯re all done talking about assumed interspecies intercourse, we should all be off towards our respective destinations, " Lyyreth spoke up, striding over to his brother. ¡°I was just wishing them good luck in their quest before leaving. Thanked them for allowing us to start a new, exciting chapter in our lives.¡±

    ¡°Good. There¡¯s one more thing left to do.¡± Cordenth looked to Lyndis, blue scarf flapping in the breeze flowing from the forest. He lowered his snout and pressed it passionately to her lips.

    ¡°I will see you again." she said softly, her hands caressing his head.

    ¡°You can be sure of that." he replied just as softly, his eyes filling with sorrow. He gave her one last, long lick across her face that made her laugh. ¡°I love you, Lyndis.", his tail thumped behind him.

    Wait what? She was taken back for a moment, running her hand along his chin. She was about to deny or not answer, but she remembered the past few days. How he made her heart flutter so with his mere presence, and how she had enjoyed speaking to him each night, cuddling, and feeling so safe and secure. It might be crazy¡­ but I cannot wait to continue this thing we have together. ¡°I love you too¡­Cordenth.¡±

    ¡°And now I am ready!" Cordenth happily shouted after he gave her another quick kiss and released a loud trill. The green dragon then turned his attention to the rest of the group and lowered himself into a bow before Veledar.

    ¡°Mrrawww, please, don¡¯t strain your shoulders too much," the red dragon gave a pleased croon, his frills twitching happily as he reciprocated the gesture of respect. ¡°Not even Lyyreth offered a bow...hey." Veledar snapped his snout to Arcturus, who had shoved him on his shoulder.

    ¡°Shhhh." the paladin placed a finger to his lips.

    ¡°Thank you for helping us get on with our lives." Cordenth spoke, ignoring the red dragon. ¡°And thanks for showing us the way." The green dragon rose back up. ¡°I can honestly say from the bottom of my heart that you are all my friends, and I wish to give you all my name.¡±

    ¡°Mine as well!" Lyyreth added with a snort, smiling as he did so.

    ¡°And I will miss you all deeply." Cordenth turned to Lyndis with a slight frown. ¡°Some of you more than others."

    ¡°We will miss you as well." Arcturus smiled, patting his bay horse beneath him. ¡°This world of ours is not as big as we often expect. Perhaps it won''t be that long until we meet again."

    ¡°I certainly hope that is the case, honorable paladin of Bahamut." Cordenth spun around and unfurled his wings wide. ¡°Coming, Lyyreth?" he asked, arching his head as he waggled his tail and tensed his muscles. His brother said not a word and quickly moved to brother''s side with his own wings flared and ready to take flight.

    ¡°Lyndis?" Cordenth looked to her one last time. His eyes filling with fondness and sorrow at the same time.

    ¡°Yes?" She gazed back to him, dreading the next few moments more than ever before. She ran to him with her arms wide and allowed the green dragon to pick her up in his paws as he arched his snout close to hers.

    ¡°Be safe, my dearest emerald, and know that my heart will yearn for the day we see each other in flesh once more."

    ¡°You be careful, my emerald knight," she smiled fondly, her heart feeling as though it were being pulled on either side. An ache that there was no cure. She ran a hand up to caress his pebbled face once more as he pressed his snout against hers in a kiss. She closed her eyes and let the emotions swirl around her, For that brief moment, all that existed was his warm, scaly touch. Nothing else mattered except the sound of his breaths, and the feeling of his warm scales pressed against her. They broke the kiss to stare into each other¡¯s eyes for a long, silent minute. ¡°Guess I will have to settle with you being the dragon in my dreams." she laughed with blurry eyes, tapping the green scaled necklace around her neck.

    ¡°That I can be." he licked her, his own eyes starting to drip the same crystalline tears. He set her down, gave a quick nod the others, then bound into the sky with a mighty flap of his beautiful wings.

    Lyndis watched the dragon she loved climb higher and higher into the sky, only increasing the pain that started to weigh down her heart. The first of her tears fell from her eyes when he was passing above the forest, unleashing a loud roar of goodbye. She let out a small cry as Veledar returned their roar with one of his own.

    ¡°I''m actually going to miss them!" Veledar suddenly exclaimed almost the moment that he had roared. ¡°I''M ACTUALLY GOING TO MISS THEM!"

    The bull Asterion snorted beside her, drawing her attention to the man who was holding the reins to the horse she was expected to ride. His voice was rough, like gravel rubbed to her skin. ¡°Here is your horse, half-elf, it is best if we head out right now."

    She looked to the leather saddle and the soft fur of the proffered mount. It had no scales. No frills to caress. No proud wings to take her into a realm she could only stare at.

    ¡°You¡¯re right. Best not keep the party waiting,¡± Lyndis wiped the tears from her eyes and slung herself up on the horse, her eyes stopping to stare at the fluttering green sash around her waist.

    ¡°Come on, you big lazy lizard," Arcturus suddenly spoke loudly as he gestured to his neck. ¡°Just change your size and hop up."

    ¡°Grrr¡­do I have to?" grumbled the red dragon, already placing one of his white talons to his snout.

    ¡°Not unless you want to get caught." Arcturus laughed, patting his shoulders again. ¡°Or do you wish to know how the insides of a real dragon cell look like?¡±

    ¡°Fine, fine. You have me convinced. Bahamut¡¯s grace¡­I have been made smaller.... much less resplendent¡­what¡¯s a little time on the road going to do?" Veledar snorted, his voice dripping with irritation.

    ¡°Come now. You¡¯re resplendent in any size you take. Besides, dearest dragon, you don''t want all of Lumara to dazzle at your beautiful scales."

    Veledar stopped the spell he was going to do to offer the paladin a pleased croon. ¡°See? You should say such pleasing things all the time." He snaked his head close to the paladin with a mischievous grin before offering him several affectionate licks across his face. ¡°You''re going to make my wings turn pink."

    ¡°Yes, I got you¡­got your pride covered. Just don¡¯t forget to put this on your favors owed tab,¡± "Arcturus laughed, pushing gently against the dragon who was offering him such loving affection.

    ¡°Look out lad! He is trying ta kiss ya!" Merlia shouted, joining Asterion as she rode a small tan furred pony. ¡°Now we best take you lot, and Ulga here." the dwarf patted the pony. ¡°And be off ta dat city of yours."

    ¡°Oh, stop your cackling, you small-footed harpy. I was merely showing my paladin here how much I appreciate a wisely spoken word.¡± Veledar snorted at Merlia before turning his gaze back to Arcturus. ¡°Thank you, by the way." The dragon let loose a pleased rumble from his throat. ¡°I find you most resplendent as well... when you¡¯re wearing the armor of course. It¡¯s the closest you¡¯ll ever get to our scales."

    ¡°True. Unless you find a way to turn me into a dragon. Then you¡¯d have to be the one singing praises to me, hah!" Arcturus laughed as his face started to turn red like it usually did in such moments.

    ¡°Wouldn¡¯t mind to.¡± Veledar muttered with a sneaky glance to the side, as if he was embarrassed to say that out loud, not realizing a half-elf could hear him anyway. ¡°To wrestle with you down in the grass or fly up in the skies, to feel the rustling of your scales rubbing against mine when we settle down to rest¡­nope. I would not mind that one bit.¡±

    ¡°Veledar?¡± Arcturus patted his shoulders one more time, causing the dragon to shudder all over.

    ¡°What? Did I say that out loud?¡±

    ¡°Loud enough to even make me blush,¡± Lyndis snickered.

    ¡°Oh, it¡¯s just part of a story I read a long time ago. Think nothing of it.¡± The red dragon fluttered his wings as if that could brush away the heat of embarrassment that slithered into his scales. ¡°It¡¯s just something that came up when you two lovebirds mashed your faces together.¡± He said, pointing an accusatory claw at Lyndis.

    ¡°So, if I say I mated Cordenth, are you going to follow my example?¡± the half-elf gave him a cocky smile in return.

    ¡°I¡­you¡­what?¡± the red dragon all but froze. ¡°You did what?!¡±

    ¡°She¡¯s just being silly,¡± Arcturus intervened. ¡°Now stop your cuteness and hop up onto my shoulders."

    The dragon obeyed without delay.

    You have got to be kidding me. Lyndis wrinkled her brow when Veledar cast the same fond look that Cordenth had offered her. She crossed her arms in irritation at the two as Veledar shrunk down and settled around the paladin''s neck.

    ¡°Go forth, my metal-clad steed! Carry your glorious overlord to Entis!" The tiny dragon roared.

    ¡°I am not your steed, and you''re definitely not menacing enough to be my overlord!" Arcturus chuckled back as he pulled his horse past Lyndis'' own.

    ¡°That is a matter of opinion." Veledar tapped the paladin with a paw.

    Lyndis willed her horse to follow the laughing knight and cheerful dragon across the fields of green. She closed her eyes and let the wind caress her, bringing back the smell of adventure. In this case it smelled like cut grass and dragon mixed with horse. After a while, Lyndis allowed herself to return back to the present. As they were climbing a hill, she could make out the tiny dot in the distance. Entis. The city of light, as some called it. She knew this was their destination. The reason that pushed her to join the red dragon¡¯s quest. Glory and fortune awaited her¡­

    But something yet more important made her glance back towards the forest of despair. Her eyes found the tiny dots of the dragons she¡¯d came to know and appreciate, and for another long, heavy moment, Lyndis found herself wishing she had gone with them instead. Someday we will meet again Cordenth... and I pray that day will come soon.

 Emerald Secrets: Epilogue

    <u>Scales and Honor: Emerald Secrets</u>

    <u>Epilogue</u>

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    In the depths of the forest palace, past the great gate and spiraling stairs was layers of thickened stone and steel bars. The air here hung heavy with the scent of pollen and moisture, deprived almost entirely of light. The only illumination that was provided within these magically crafted halls were the allumenscient algae that clung to the celings at least twice the size of normal facilities. Large enough to fit say a gryphon within their stone halls. It was here that Skywing resided. Wing commander of Lumara¡¯s gryphons, his white furred hinds bound and shackled to the cold floor along with his black scaled forelimbs. His wings were wrapped tightly together with layers of thick rope, leaving no room for the male to wiggle any bit of him save his tiger like tail.

    Upon his onyx beak there was a tired look, blue eyes that usually didn¡¯t miss a thing now filled to the brim with unease and whispers of dread. Was this how he had expected to end up? When days before he and the others had been filled with courage and strung along with words of bravery and courage. But where had all that gotten him and his allies?

    Bound and shackled in some god awful place. Doomed to be lost to the Emerald Lady like all the rest.

    The gryphon¡¯s head sunk lower, admiring the dark bars of his cage, taking in the hints of rust that clung to them. They smelled like old stone, dank and wet. He shivered as much as he could able, desperately wishing he was back in his old nest. Basking and chirping happily at the warmth. Though more than anything he wanted the safety of his fellow wingmates. The ones he¡¯d led into this god forsaken forest. Just like those years before with the king.

    It had started straight forward enough. While the forest had sprung to life like an angry octopus they had launched a quick hit and run into the Lady¡¯s domain. Together as one he and his flight had weaved through the seemingly thousands of vines that had burst from the canopy, getting demolished by punishing rounds of energy cannon fire. The scent of burned plants had been a comforting thought as they descended through the treetops. They¡¯d sped as fast as their wings could carry them to her towering palace. Where fields of frozen innocents stood and waited for the rest of time. He¡¯d made sure to request clerics to ride upon their backs, prepped with spells to change stone back to flesh. Free what Lumarian¡¯s they could, but more importantly. The wingmates he¡¯d lost two years prior. ______ and _____. The thoughts of them had haunted him over the quiet moments in his life, and by the gods he¡¯d swore to get them back.

    But look where that has gotten you Skywing. More stones for the Emerald Lady¡¯s field of horrors.

    Cornellious had warned against pushing the Emerald Lady during their assault. Insisting that they were only to find and slay the dragon. But Garroth had so much at his disposal, how could he not try and rescue their fellows? Besides, the unsavory sorts that the mercenary had hired on for the job were less welcoming to Skywing and his proper soldiers. Better for everyone if they were to be separated. But in the end the Dragoness had been ready for their assault. Guards had leaped from the stone and trees as they landed. Soon pelting the Lumarian soldiers with spells and hit and run tactics they tried to fend off.

    They¡¯d done well enough despite a certain limitation he¡¯d placed on his wing-mates. That no deaths were to be had. The ones that resided here under the dragon were just misguided after all. Seduced into serving her out of misplaced loyalty or fear of what she would do to them. After they had done away with her the people could rehabilitated. At least that¡¯s what he¡¯d told himself.

    Despite his good intentions and well thought plans they had been thwarted once more. She¡¯d emerged from the palace in a show of force. Quickly dispatching he and his fellows with spells aplenty. The pained squawks and flashes of sharpened teeth still sent a shiver up the poor gryphon¡¯s spine as he remembered her ferocity. Her booming voice and fury laid bare before them. Though to at least his comfort she¡¯d not killed a single member of his flight. Though he shuttered to think what she¡¯d do with them. Most likely turn them into thralls or stone scarecrows to scare away anymore tresspassers into her domain.

    With a heavy sigh he kneaded the stone below his claws, wishing he¡¯d been more ruthless or better prepared. Maybe then he¡¯d not be bound within this cell, waiting for his doom to come. And of course there had been no word of rescue. Either Garroth had neglected to inform the king, or simply left the gryphons and their clerics to their fate. Now he just had the time to contemplate his fate, and that was the worst part. Some bit of him just wished she¡¯d come down to his cell and render her judgement admist the blue glow, finally put an end to his guessing game.

    Another sigh left his tired beak, leaving a mist lingering in the air. He¡¯d made the decision. His wingmates didn¡¯t deserve to be here. As the guilt within his fur and feathered chest became to much the proud gryphon wimpered, closing his eyes and listening to the stead drip of water in the distance. He wondered if anyone would remember him. If any soul would even come to rescue him from his fate.

    Time past as the gryphon thought to his friends and family. Ones that pulled at his heart like a heavy stone, even as it beat powerfully away. Something to keep him sane. His parents returned to whitedell, they knew his life was risky. How funny life would have been if he¡¯d stayed out of the service or retired when Arcturus did. He¡¯d be ike his siblings, doing time and oving onto better things. But no, he¡¯d wanted to keep having excitement. Some that adventuring didn¡¯t entail. A way to keep his duty about him for his kingdom. How cruel life could be sometimes.

    Arcturus. The gryphon¡¯s eyes opened, staring blankly at his forepaws. Like the man would appear upon the stone. The last friend he¡¯d had left on those mountains with the red dragon they¡¯d been chasing. Even though he¡¯d reacted poorly and gotten a shield to the face, he longed to have more words with him. Missing the long nights they¡¯d spent at war, soothing the horrors of spells they¡¯d witnessed. The friends they¡¯d lost, always having each other to hold onto. Even as the rest of the world flung out of control.

    But he¡¯d fallen from the sky. Clung onto by the red scaled beast they¡¯d been chasing. Something that¡¯d nearly stopped the gryphon¡¯s heart when he¡¯d been told of it. If only he¡¯d have been there. Done something to deliver his friend from that dragon¡¯s clutches. But his flight had fumbled it and let the captain fall. Then the dragon surprised him. It had saved him despite everything. Despite how villainous the king had made him out to be. He¡¯d spend the next day searching for the fallen man. Only leaving with great pains when Garroth told them they had to move on. Now the gryphon would never get a chance to look for his lost friend. Make amends for what had transpired between them. Would the knight from old come looking for him?

    Skywing¡¯s ear trembled as he pictured those emerald eyes glazed over, fueled with a burning fire. He was flattered by such devotion that lurked within them, but he silently prayed that he¡¯d forget and stay away. No one else needed to be consumed by the Emerald Lady. Not a soul more needed to be punished for his decisions. As his thoughts darkened and spun around him the gryphon had hardly noticed the clicking of talons on stone, the soft padding of paws in the hallway. He was only pulled from his own head by a calm and collected voice. One that brought a bit of warmth to the dankyness of this cell.

    ¡°Got a whole mess of thoughts in your head gryphon?¡± Before Skywing¡¯s cell was a white and black gryphon. One with a white tiger like bottom half, the same feather markings as his own. Practically a mirror of himself standing before him. Course the male was a bit taller, probably from his age, and his eyes were the brightest yellow that Skywing had ever seen. Looking like they were glowing in the dim light. He even had his blackened sections around his white furred face, a warm expression on his beak. Almost like the gryphon before him wasn¡¯t bound in shackles and tied up like some ham to be cooked.

    The other gryphon¡¯s posture relaxed, tail curling around his hinds. ¡°I can understand that. Got yourself in a whole lick of trouble.¡± He motioned to two other people with him. Elves clad in chain shirts wrapped in green heraldry, and arming swords at their sides. One lifted a ring of keys, thumbing through the mettalic shapes.

    Well this was only a matter of time. She couldn¡¯t leave him without anyone for any much longer. She¡¯d been bound to send a lacky. ¡°And you are?¡± He rose his brow as the elf found the key and placed it within the cell¡¯s lock, turning it will a dull clunk. ¡°You¡¯re different from the servants that fed me.¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m Croesus.¡± The gryph bowed his head slightly, adding a bit of pleasantries as he padded into the cell. ¡°And you¡¯re Skywing. Proud Commander of Lumara. You¡¯re quite the interest to me and the woman upstairs.¡± He fluffed up his wings, motioning to the ceiling.

    ¡°And why is that?¡± The gryphon warry eyed the approaching elves. Ones that despite his bindings searched him over for any trickery he might have up his feathers. ¡°Don¡¯t worry Elf. I don¡¯t bite.

    ¡°I think you know better than most.¡±

    ¡°If I were a desperate man. I might consider having nothing to lose. Knowing what she has in store for me.¡± He rubbed his forepaws when the elf¡¯s key undid his bindings. Even this amount of freedom was like a kiss from a goddess. ¡°But I¡¯m not selfish. I know you have my allies.¡± He stared the other gryphon in the eye, mustering what strength he could. Understanding flashed between them. If he was to get any mercy for his men. He was going to have to play along, even if it meant that he ended up as a sacrifice. A small price to pay for the lives of his wingmates. Croesus seemed to understand, nodding with an approving series of clicks.

    ¡°It would appear I do understand you.¡±

    ¡°That¡¯s always good.¡± Skywing sighed as they undid his hinds, allowing him to stretch out his leg. ¡°Good thing you came along. Had an itch back there for hours.¡± He snaked his head back, nibbling at his leg. At least until the gryphon coughed and drew his attention.

    ¡°You done?¡±

    ¡°For now.¡± He chirped, composing himself before the male. ¡°Though you surprise me Croesus.¡±

    ¡°And why is that?¡± The gryph tilted his head.

    ¡°I¡¯d have thought she didn¡¯t have a gryphon in her mists. Yet here you are. Standing tall in the feathers.

    Croesus chirped happily, gesturing for him to follow with a wing. ¡°Was one of the first. This place holds many secrets around every corner. Don¡¯t be surpsised when a few things tickle your ears something fierce.¡±

    ¡°Right.¡± He snorted, wiggling his wings to the elfs to try and get them to cut his ropes. Yet they didn¡¯t, leaving him sighing and padding after the leading male. He saw an opening present itself as the two elfs took his sides. They would have been unprepared if he decided to attack. But he held his urge in check. This isn¡¯t what he needed. He needed to focus on the safety of his fellow wingmates.

    Though like he knew what was passing between Skywing¡¯s ears Croesus chuckled.

    ¡°Oh to be like that once again.¡±

    ¡°Be like what?¡±

    ¡°That look in the eye. That one that saw an opening to slice their necks but didn¡¯t take it. Those blue things are easier to read than a book.¡±

    ¡°I wasn¡¯t.¡± He brushed it off, rolling his eyes away from the knowing yellows. He didn¡¯t need a reaction to jeopardize everything.

    ¡°You know. I don¡¯t enjoy being lied to on a good day.¡± Croesus snapped, coming to an immediate halt. ¡°You disappoint me. I can practically taste the urge to escape about you.¡±

    ¡°Fine.¡± He admitted with splayed ears and a sunken head. Especially when he caught the fire within Croesus¡¯ eyes. ¡°It twas out of habit. I¡¯m a trained fighter. Its my job to see those things. It keeps one alive on the field of battle.¡±

    ¡°See?¡± Croesus¡¯ claw cupped his beak, slowly rising it till their eyes met. ¡°Theres an honest bit about you. Keep more of that. Lets people trust you.¡± The gryphon¡¯s head tilted, like he was trying to read Skywing¡¯s thoughts. Silence passed for a moment before he pulled away with a chirp. ¡°You¡¯re going to try and convince my lady to spare your wingmates. Now that is really surprising.¡±

    ¡°Why is that?¡± He followed as the gryphon guided him with a wing up a staircase of marbled stone. Light streaming through cracks to light the way.

    ¡°Most people would be concerned with their own hide. But you?¡± The gryphon chuckled in the back of his throat. ¡°That didn¡¯t even occur to you.¡±

    ¡°How can you stand by?¡±

    ¡°And what?¡±

    ¡°Let her turn all those people to stone. The vast field she has around her lair.¡±Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

    ¡°Home.¡± Croesus chirped. ¡°And your land has laws and such. These are just forms of that. Don¡¯t you think their wasn¡¯t mercy. She does offer a chance to folks. They just chose poorly.¡±

    ¡°And you think their crimes fit being turned to stone?¡±

    ¡°As I said.¡± Croesus¡¯ talons clacking on the stone almost came as a threat. ¡°Poorly.¡±

    The words bounced between Skywing¡¯s ears as Croesus led him up the staircase till they came to a proticullus of hardened steel. It was risen by several guards in the same attire as the rest, a series of dull clinks filled the air as it rose.  He got a few interested looks for only a fleeting moment before their eyes became like steel. They knew a walking stone when they saw one.With a chirp of thanks, Croesus brought skywing into the field of stone misery.

    Face to face Skywing¡¯s eyes drifted. From blank expression to fearful terror, eyes of hardened stone. Humans, elves, dwarves, all could be countered in their number. He caught a few gryphons scattered among them, none having any regalness or pride about their expressions. He quickly glanced away when the guilt in his stomach grew too large. They were not his own. But they might have well as been.

    The sunlight flooding the field of makeshift scarecrows of stone did little to brighten the dreary atmosphere that hung around it. Folks from numerous ages all frozen within such a place, moss licking at their feet or paws. Some had nearly been consumed, resting here for an untold amount of time.

    ¡°I get how you feel. Does strange things to a man. These things.¡± Croesus pointed out a defiant looking human. Garbed in stone rags and chains. ¡°But it serves a purpose.¡±

    ¡°And that is?¡±

    ¡°Humans have scarecrows no? To scare off the birds from their crops?¡±

    ¡°So I am one of those birds then?¡±

    ¡°Metaphor. But in forms of punishment this comes as a better sort no? Better than hanging from a tree like a rotten fruit, flies like back clouds. Then theres beheading or getting eaten. This is a kindness in a way¡­.Poof¡­and nothing.¡± The white gryphon¡¯s words trailed off, getting lost to the field of stone people. Silence hung soon after, only broken by the loud thrumming of insects in the distance, or the faint chirping of birds. The great vine clad gate of the lady¡¯s palace swung open before them with a rumbling thud, pollen drifting softly from it¡¯s emerald snakes. Skywing was softly shoved forward, into the hallways made for beings far past his height. He took a tentative breath, breathing deep the faint scent of lavender, and trying to not focus on the trembling of his paws.

    Trinkets and art they passed. None of too much concern to Skywing. He focused on the steady pace at which they walked, and the uneasy silence between the two. Words rose up within his mind, trying to piece themselves into a lofty speech. What would he exactly say to sway the emerald dragon¡¯s heart? Could he play to her pride, her honor if she had some? Croesus sure wasn¡¯t helping, being all tight beaked as he navigated the maze-like corridors like a pro, a confident stride in his haunches. When they finally came to a room with two more square jawed guards, Skywing was no closer to forming his speech. These guards unlike the rest wore guilded armor. Heft sections of gold in their edges then the others. Swords lay at their hips, hardened looks being flashed in their direction. But then Croesus gave them a nod, said a few words and nodded to Skywing with a jovial tone. The pair of humans looked at one another, shrugged, and let them pass unhindered.

    Before Skywing was what he might have called a great hall. At least if humans and the like would be concerned.But where tables crafted for guests and family might rest, instead was more pedastals with golden trinkets or grimiores. The air was filled with the enchanting scent of vanilla, lacing every breath with it¡¯s splender, and betraying the air of worry about Skywing¡¯s heart. Candles of all sorts were piled here near the furthest wall, illuminating the floor covered in thick books of all sorts. Normal ones, raggedy ones, some as large as the gryphon himself. But admist these books was something else that drew the gryphon¡¯s attention. For lounging among them was the great dragoness, tail tapping in amusement, her eyes locked onto a book. She casually flipped the page, rumbling in the back of her throat.

    Croesus fluffed up his feathers with a happy coo and guiding Skywing ever further with a talon. ¡°What is it your reading there? Something that caught your eye so well must be mighty interesting.¡±

    The Emerald Lady flicked her eyes up, traveling them between the pair. They settled onto Croesus, her whole form relaxing. ¡°Oh its you.¡± She pulled her head back, frills flittering in and out. ¡°I was wondering when you¡¯d visit me.¡± She tapped the book with a claw, ¡°Just some reports from the west. You¡¯d not believe what our treasures have found.¡±

    ¡°You¡¯ll have to tell me later.¡± Croesus gently shoved Skywing on the shoulder. ¡°Brought this little one to speak with you.¡±

    ¡°Thought you might.¡± She yawned, stretching out her vast wings. ¡°Though the question lingers in me on why you went about it. What has he got to say to me worth listening to? Was he not to be turned to stone tomorrow?¡±

    Well damnt. Skywing¡¯s heart sunk as she locked eyes with him. His head drooped.

    ¡°Oh I quite remember that my lady.¡± The white gryphon chuckled, not sounding discouraged in the slightest. ¡°And for one that can see the future it astounds me how often you can be surprised.¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t go telling people that.¡± She hissed, twacking her tail against the ground. ¡°You might fill their heads with ideas and plans. Plots to see me undone.¡±

    ¡°Apologies.¡± He bowed his head. ¡°Regardless. He has words to say to you.¡±

    ¡°Just be more mindful in the future my treasured gryphon.¡± She rumbled with the affection one might have for a mate. Skywing hesitated as she rose, nearly frozen at the sign of affection. ¡°Or else I might get cross with you.¡±

    ¡°That would be quite interesting. What could make you angry that I havn¡¯t done before I wonder?¡±

    Her brow rose. ¡°Trying to push your luck?¡±

    ¡°Well you know me. Pushin when I can. But I thought this one could be of use to us. He¡¯s different than the others.

    ¡°Is that so?¡± She rose up, stretching like a cat, and giving Skywing a few more moments to put an end to his quickened breaths. ¡°Ive not found Lumarains very useful in such manners. Think they are the top of the world with those mana crystals and flying ships.¡±

    Skywing lowered his eyes meekishly, steadying his breaths as the great dragoness towered over him. She started to pace carefully around him, no doubt glancing him up and down. Like he was a tender piece of meat to be dug into. His ears pinned to his head as she got closer, sniffing at his fur and proding him with a talon.

    ¡°He seems to be flesh and blood. Like every gryphon. What makes this one any different?¡±

    He found his voice, rising up as the dragoness pulled her head away. ¡°One that wishes to bargin for the lives of his fellows.

    The lady froze, chuckling in amusement before settling onto her haunches. Her wings pinned to her back as she stared menacingly down at him. Her tail flickered almost like a cobra¡¯s, whispering ill words upon him. ¡° Is that so little gryphon? You thought words might earn a favor from me?¡±

    He gulped when the lowered her head and advanced upon him, growling like a hungry lion.

    ¡°Well speak!¡± She snarled. ¡°I didn¡¯t address you so that you may stitch your beak shut. You have my undivided attention. Make it worthwhile bird.¡±

    ¡°Yes!¡± He bowed his head as if to a queen. Low enough that his beak might touch the floor. ¡°My wingmates. The ones you took captive with me. They only entered on my word. Among them were brave gryphons that had protests, but they listened to their leader and obeyed. If you have qualms with anyone it would be me. Not them. If you are too turn anyone to stone let it be me. Let them go.¡± When she didn¡¯t react he bowed his head again, ¡°I beg of you if I have to.¡±

    Silence lingered between them, only broken by the lady¡¯s interested growls. She tapped the ground with a claw. ¡°Interesting proposition you¡¯ve laid upon my claws. But I have to ask you one thing commander. What is one life over another? Do you think your life is worth ALL the lives of your men? I think it sits as an unfair trade to me.¡± She placed a claw to her chest. ¡°Or am I mistaken in some fashion?¡±

    Her stare pressed into him like a needle, but still he persisted. ¡°I know your strength knows no bounds. You¡¯ve bested me time and time again.¡± His queses squeezed shut as the sting of defeat hung heavy inside him. ¡°But I ask for your mercy this time. I assure you they will speak of such mercy.¡±

    ¡°And they won¡¯t speak ill of me?¡± The great dragon laughed, like this was all some sort of joke. ¡°Like mortals wont speak ill of the dragon that captured their friend.¡± The longer she continued the more Skywing winced, especially when she started going on about their failed attempt. ¡°To think that you thought yourself so skilled as to steal from me. What possessed your little brain between your ears hmm? Some worm or sensation of grandeour?¡± She leaned in, eye ridged raised, all her teeth promentently on display. ¡°Did you not think I saw you coming? Your powerful ships and all your little men?¡±

    His ears splayed as she held him within such a predatory gaze. ¡°I thought you would be distracted by the ships honestly.¡± He gave a defeated chirp. ¡°Clearly I was mistaken.¡±

    Back her snout returned to it¡¯s lofty position, frills trembling in the air. Her head tilted slightly as she regarded him, eyes tracing along every feature. Skywing stood unsure of himself, what exactly to say. With each breath it felt as though his chest was being squeezed by her powerful claws. Without a word she spun around, tail sailing over his head. She curled her snout back and uttered one thing. ¡°Follow me.¡±

    What? He looked to Croesus, but the gryphon looked just as confused as he.

    ¡°My lady?¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry your feathers.¡± The Lady hissed, ¡°I¡¯m not going to eat him.¡±

    He was about to ask why Croesus wasn¡¯t invited, but a look between the pair was passed. They understood something without words. Yet that didn¡¯t belay the fears pooling in the gryphon¡¯s paws. The lady snort, curled her head and issued her demand yet again. This time he practically scampered after her. He was trying to maintain an aura of politeness after all.

    All for your wingmates. The words at least bringing small comfort when he entered the dragon¡¯s shadow.

    Back through the halls she led him, but this time they¡¯d started to ascend. Stairwells of hardened bard large enough for the emerald lady herself greeted them. Moss clung to the edges not worn away with claws and boots, and instead of smoothness it looked to have been peeled off a tree and laid into position. Though Skywing suspected some other magic was at work. Her silence was eriee. Or was her growling even more so? He padded after her like a lost puppy, keeping his footing in the soft blue light that lined the way. They finally came to a stop before a final door, this one lined with windows to allow the golden light to come streaming in like a stampeding army. The door parted with a mere wave of her forepaw, revealing the roof of her nature fortress, and the canopy of the forest spread out all before them. Instantly beyond the trees the gryphon sought out the blot that was his home. How far away it seemed in this moment. One he would most likely never see.

    Hopefully they will remember me.

    She let him stew in his more darker thoughts for untold minutes as she appeared to watch the clouds that drifted along the azure sky. But then she spun around, words more like a sword as she cleaved the silence in two with a flick of her tail. ¡°Have you wondered why you havn¡¯t been turned to stone and adorn my field?¡±

    That didn¡¯t seem right. His ear flicked casually. ¡°Didn¡¯t you tell the gryphon that I was to be turned to stone tomorrow? Or¡­¡± He paused, watching the ness¡¯ frills flutter softy in the afternoon breeze. She knew about this, and wasn¡¯t surprised. She¡¯d lied to that white furred gryphon. ¡°You knew we were going to have this talk.¡±

    ¡°No it understands.¡± She smirked, turning back towards the city. Clearly a smirk on the edge of her snout.

    ¡°But why play the act if you knew?¡±

    ¡°You¡¯re evading my request mortal.¡± With a low growl she repeated her first question, tapping her tail to let him know she wasn¡¯t joking. She gestured outwards past the roof, to her field of grey stone statues. Skywing only observed them for a second before his pinned ears pulled him away.

    Now why wasn¡¯t he? He stood perplexed, avoiding her eyes. If he didn¡¯t give an answer she was going to be cross. Probably deny his request for his allies. Shivering, he wracked his brain for any stray thought, scrap of information he could use about her. When she growled again he meeped in surprise, but sighing soon after. ¡°None. I have no answer for you Emerald lady. I¡¯d not waste your time with baseless guessing.¡±

    ¡°Still avoiding.¡± She padded over, rising up to her full height. Like she was trying to somehow intimidate him further. ¡°Humour me.¡±

    ¡°Cause I remind you of the gryphon that serves you? Find me attractive in some way?¡±

    ¡°Cause I find you attractive?¡± She cackled loudly, throwing her head back. He weakly laughed along with her at the absurdity of it. It lasted for a moment before she snapped her jaw shut, flared her wings and all the laughter died. ¡°No. That is not the reason. I chose to spare you your fate for one reason.¡±

    He sat onto his haunches when she gestured.

    ¡°You and your ilk came to my forest yet didn¡¯t harm my treasures. Not like that mercenary friend of yours.¡± She ground her paw to the floor below, teeth grinding. ¡°Though I need not seek my vengeance. I see a terrible end for such a man. But what you did.¡± Her tone turned softer. ¡°That takes a different set of claws or hands. A respect for life that far exceeds that of your ally. So I chose to hear you out.¡± Her tail snaked it¡¯s way around him, almost forming a gladiatorial ring behind him. ¡°So why should I spare you what has fallen so many others?¡±

    So with a sigh he met her gaze with all his strength. Though she was larger, far deadlier, and older than he could count. He had to keep it. Had to show he wouldn¡¯t crack under such treatment. Like a man dying of thirst he laid out his plan, explaining all the love ones his gryphons and knights had back home. How the blame rested with him and hed gladly trade his life for theirs. Grim prospects asde he thought it the greatest chance of succeeding. Like a statue she listened to everword. Her frills twitching when he was done. Her only response, almost driving a wedge into his heart.

    ¡°Is that all?¡±

    He nodded, out of breath and nerve. His beak fell to look at her paws. It was all in her field now. He¡¯d said his peace. May the gods continue to grant him their luck.

    ¡°That is quite the compelling reason to o so. If you believe that your life makes up for all of theirs. Its not my fault their loyalties are in the wrong place.¡±

    He shook as she rose to all fours, starting to circle him in a predatory fashion.

    ¡°But then again you have been polite. Kept your emotions in check, and hold some sway with your people. You also didn¡¯t slay any of my treasures. How my mind brims with the possibilities.¡±

    Possibilities? That was good. Though he tried to hide the flash of relief he had through him.

    ¡°It reminds me of your friend of yours.¡± She admired one of her onyx claws, ¡°Arcturus was it?¡±

    ¡°Arcturus?¡± The gryphon sputtered, feeling like all his furs suddenly stood on edge. Even his heart skipped a beat. ¡°He¡¯s alive?¡± The time it took for her to turn and smirk was deathly slow.

    ¡°But of course. I think he might be rather tough to kill. Especially with that dragon by his side.¡±

    ¡°And he¡¯s still with the dragon?¡±

    ¡°Of course.¡±

    Though he didn¡¯t know much about the beast that had his friend within his claws, at least he was alive. He could still be reached. That was if he wasn¡¯t turned to stone. ¡°You must tell me Emerald lady. Where is he?¡±

    ¡°Around.¡± She flicked her tail. ¡°On a quest of that drakes. I don¡¯t follow them around. I have much more pressing matters to attend. I just merely pushed them in the right direction.¡±

    ¡°Is he enchanted?¡±

    ¡°The human?¡± She chuckled in the back of her throat, glancing out to the horizon.

    ¡°Yes. Does the dragon control his mind?¡±

    She grinned, ¡°I wouldn¡¯t call it that. But there is certainly some sort of enchantment going on between the both of them. None of the magical kind however.¡±

    ¡°Fine.¡± He chirped in irritation. But at least he was alive and not under any spell. ¡°Then what will you do with me Emerald Lady? I¡¯ve laid my life before your claws.¡± He bowed before her, resting his head with closed eyes on her emerald claws.

    ¡°Such respect.¡± She cooed ¡°It would appear you and Arcturus share something in common. She slightly moved his beak up. ¡°I will take you up on your offer gryphon. So don¡¯t fret about your companions. They will be free to leave my domain with you.¡±

    Hs heart nearly leaped out of his chest. His crowns extended in a flash, already he could trill his happiness. He fought the urge to kiss her snout when she brought it around with an amused look upon it. ¡°Thank you Emerald la-¡°

    ¡°On the condition of a favor.¡± She rumbled, teeth splayed menacingly. ¡°And you will give your word to carry it out.¡±

    He nodded, ¡°Anything you say.¡±