Nora
I take Flavius by the hand leading him the rest of the way out of the mountain. I breathe a sigh of relief when we reach the exit. That was certainly stressful, I am just glad they agreed to help.
"We have to hurry back now," I sigh out.
I watch as Flavius's eyes glance over the darkening sky. As the sun slips behind the horizon the land is cast in a violet hue. The moon hangs faintly in the sky waiting for the sun's retreat.
"Yeah, we don't have much time to lose," he responds.
Stripping out of Flavius's shirt I hand it back to him quickly fazing. I lower my body allowing him to climb on. With that I lurch out into the evening sky, my wings beating against the crisp air.
I glide above the trees the wind pushing my body. After a long flight, w
I woke just before the sun watching as the moon turns transparent. Yawning I stretch my arms above my head. I turn around noticing Flavius is not in bed. Sitting the rest of the way up I look around the room. My eyes land on Flavius and I watch as he stands in the mountain entrance staring out at the sky. Pulling myself from the bed I approach him. Walking up behind him I wrap my arms around his waist placing my head on his shoulder. "Good morning," I drawl. Flavius turns his head placing a kiss on my forehead. "Mornin," he greets gruffly. "It will take a couple of days to reach the territory of the Horde of Fates so be prepared," I tell him.
"You we're expecting us?" I ask puzzled. "Please come in and settle then we will talk," Nathalia says. The sisters lead us through the mountain showing us to our chambers. Once our gear is safely put up they take us to another part of the mountain. The caverns expand as if they were natures ballroom. The smooth stone naturally reflects the torch fires helping to light the path. My feet tingle at the odd sensation of the warm stone floor. I had not expected it to be so warm in here. They take us into a small meeting room with a large round table in the center. There are various maps hanging from the walls. We take seats at the table. "How did you know we were coming?" I question. 
After a couple of hours pass, we are finally called for dinner where we are introduced to the rest of the horde. Nathalia's and Alec's horde is very small when compared to my own. But you can tell the strength of their warriors with one glance. When Nathalia and Alec enter the dining hall they are accompanied by a young werewolf. He is dressed in a white tunic with a bearskin cloak draped over his shoulders. A large battle-ax is strapped to his back. His long blonde hair is done up in five braids. Three small braids are positioned at the top of his head and two thicker ones line the sides of his head. He has a beard that is short on the sides but long and braided at the chin. His icy blue eyes meet mine as he flashes me a cool smile. The werewolf approaches us taking a seat in front of me with Nathalia and Alec on either side of him. 
I tighten the straps on Vega's saddle checking one last time to make sure everything is securely tied on. Patting Vega with a satisfied smile I turn toward Flavius. "We are ready to set out," I tell him. He nods climbing onto Vega's back, "Alright let's head out." I watch as all the dragons of the Horde of Fates descend the mountain into the frosty sky. Glancing over at Flavius I see him also leave the mountain. Fazing I follow the others. As we burst through the barrier around the mountain frigid air nips at my scales while snow blurs my vision.
Flavius and I enter the chambers the twins are currently residing in. The cavern is lit dimly with torches. While the setting sun lets in flecks of violet light through the cave opening. "Have you settled in well?" I ask the sisters. "Your home is very comfortable, " Nathalia replies with a light shake of her head. "I was surprised the Perilous mountain is much larger than our home," Alec comments. "I had heard from my grandfather that due to the location and size of the mountain it was once used as a military base during the reign of king Sindre," I say. "I believe that back in those times this mountain was referred to as the Lochness Fortress. Lochness was a great military leader so king Sindre honored him by naming the fortress after him," Nathalia mentions. I raise an eyebrow in surprise. "Grandfather never mentioned that this place was once named after him," I say. "Lochness battled a long time to break free from king Sindre's oppress
Flavius lays across the expanse of our bed Vega resting behind him. He grasps a book delicately between his fingers and he read its content. I help but let my eyes wander across his focused figure trying to commit the scene to memory. Midday light shown on his face lightening his deep brown eyes to almost amber. "I find it rather hard to focus with you staring so intently," Flavius mumbles never looking up from the book. I laugh laying at the foot of the bed. "I'm simply admiring how you look while reading," I say. Sitting up straight Flavius pats the spot next to him. "You might enjoy it more if you came over here," he offers. I smile at his words crawling across the bed I settle in next to him. Placing my head on his shoulder I peer into the book he's been reading. "I had wondered what had caught your attention. I never thought you were the type to read about Unicorns," I comment. "Unlike you, I don't have family alive old enough to
After several days of constant travel, the Fae Forest comes into view. Swooping down I land at the forest entrance the others close behind me. I slip on a loose pair of leather trousers and a white tunic. My feet sink into the damp earth below and I relish in the cool feeling. The path at my feet fades into the distance as it leads into the dark forest. A chill blows in from the forest and I shiver. Large willow trees line the dark path of the woods their branches hanging low as if ready to kiss the ground. The silence emanating from the woods leaves me wondering. It is so quiet not even the bird's crow and not even the wind whispers against the trees. I turn to face the twins. "Are you sure this is the right place?" I ask. Nathalia nods, "This is merely the entrance. What you are seeing is not the real forest but a glamor. The Fae protect the forest using powerful magic so you cannot see the true forest unless they allow you to." "What're we supposed to do
Golden light illuminates the green shrubs sprouting from the forest floor. Mushrooms grow under the shady roof of the willow trees. The wispy moss hanging from the trees sways from a light breeze. I was in awe of the size and majesty of the trees. Their twisted arms rose ever upwards providing a home for the orchestra of birds around us. The sprite flutters in front of us as a guide through the woods. A glowing light emanates from her. As we continue through the forest the path seems to widen. Soon we reach a large canopy of ivy leading to an open threshold. The threshold is made from twisting trees. Willow and ashen oak trees have grown woven together forming a large castle. Tending to the fern and flora sprouting from the woodland castle is hundreds of sprite. They flit around offering the greenery boundless magic to grow. We walk under the awning of ivy leading to the castle entrance. The once earthy path is now many tree branches interlaced with a vibrant layer of moss
Nathalia and I walk silently through the dim halls of the castle. My muscles are stiff and tense, aching every time I take a step. I slip a hand up the back of my neck rubbing the tense muscles. Sighing I glance over at Nathalia, "Was it like this for you while you were learning to use your magic?" Her green eyes meet mine as she speaks. "I wish I could offer you some words of advice. However using magic came naturally to me, there was not much for me to learn," she explains. I tighten my hands into fists, pointing my gaze to the floor. I heave a heavy sigh, briefly closing my eyes. I need to learn this quickly, I cannot let my failure be our undoing. A thump to the back of my head brings me from my thoughts. My eyes dart to Nathalia in surprise. She smiles at me, her arms crossed over her chest. "Get out of your head. Learning something new is never easy, but you will get there," she comforts. I huff, dragging a hand through my hair. The u
As I dip my fingers into the water a shock wave runs up my arm. My muscles tense and tingle as I resist the urge to pull my hand out. As my fingers dip past the water's edge it begins to turn a smokey black. The water is slowly enveloped in a black that reflects the night sky. "Your magic type is dark. I cannot say I am not surprised, this suites you Chieftain," Nefertari says. I smile, pulling my hand from the pool. Standing, I gaze up at Nefertari, she returns my gaze. "So, what is the plan from here?" I ask. "We now know your magic types, so now we need to teach you how to tap into that power," Nefertari says. "I have always been able to naturally use my elemental ability. So I am not sure how to tap into this other power," I say. Nefertari chuckles, "You have always had this ability, you just have to learn to sense it. We will teach you how to do this by starting with some simple meditation," she explains. Nefertari has us all sit around t
A grin spreads across my face. Learning magic will truly be a turning point for this war. Though it may take time to learn, I will keep pushing forward. As my excitement grows, Flavius comes to mind. I cannot wait to tell him of this. Nefertari stands from her throne, smoothing the wrinkles from her silky white dress. "If you would all follow me, I am going take you to get tested for your magic element," she says. I stand from my seat, following behind Nefertari. The tall brunette has the throne room doors opened with a wave of her hand. We all follow closely behind her. "How will you be testing us exactly?" I ask, curiosity creeping over me. "The world tree is the center of all magic. By touching her roots your magic type will be revealed to you," she explains. Soren steps up beside me. "Are the types of magic people wield the same as our elemental breath?" He asks. Our footsteps carry heavily through the castle. Nefertair hums b
Nora I peer at Nefertari from where I sit. Alec who is seated next to me speaks, her voice booming throughout the throne room. "We have discussed the weapons that will be used during the war. However, we have yet to discuss training regimens for our soldiers. Most of Chieftain Eleonora's horde has never faced dragons with affinities," Alec points out. Nefertari smiles, swooping her hair behind her. "This is something I have thought long and hard about. What makes dragons with affinities so formidable is their ability to naturally utilize magic outside of their elemental breath," Nefertari explains. "Yes, you are correct, that is why we need to train to fight against them," Alec remarks. "Or we could just meet them at their level," Nefertari says. Nathalia, who is seated next to Alec perks up at Nefertari's words. "And how do you suggest we do that?" Nathalia asks. "We teach everyone how to use magic outside their elemental breath," Nefer
Flavius After hours of working in the smithy Fimrouck and I take a break. We sit out on one of the many balconies, taking in the fresh air. I take a swig out of my water skin, letting a sigh escape my lips. Fimrouck looks over at me, sipping on a glass of milk. "Milks an odd choice of drink," I comment. Fimrouck grins holding his glass high and proud. "Milk keeps my head clear, not to mention it's good for your bones," he says. Laughter rumbles from my chest while a wide smile takes over my face. "Well, you're not wrong," I chuckle. He nods in agreement taking another swig from his glass. Before he can say anything I ask a question that’s been burning in my mind. "I wanted to ask, what's your plan for Ellie's sword? I know we talked about changing the blade to dragons Ore. But I'm curious about how you plan to add magic?" Fimrouck scratches his beard. "For the granddaughter of my old friend, I want to do something special. Have you ever heard of
Flavius I follow behind Fimrouck the broken blade heavy in my hand. Vega trots beside me, bumping her nose on my hand every once in awhile. The sweet morning air wafts through the castle calming my nerves. To meet Fimrouck is already an honor but to learn from him is even greater. As we make our way through the castle many thinly clothed Fae smile and greet us. "I don't think I'll ever get used to how people can walk around like this," I comment under my breath. Fimrouck shakes with laughter from in front of me. "Are you referring to the way they dress," he asks gruffly. "That I am," I respond. "That's funny comin' from a man that's mated to a dragon. Nudity is quite common for them isn't it?" He questions. I scratch my head letting out a laugh. "You'd think I'd be used to the nudity but I can't seem to bring myself to," I chuckle. Once again Fimrouck laughs petting his scruffy red beard. "I quite like the view around here. Beautiful women who are unafraid to show themselv
The old dwarf peers at us through hooded eyes. Chugging the glass of milk in his hand he sets it down on the throne room table. The elder glances over each of us before his eyes land on me. Placing a fist over my heart I bow to him. "It is a pleasure to meet you Sir Fimrouck. I am Chieftain Eleonora of the Perilous Horde and this is my mate Flavius. Behind me are my warriors Soren and Dovydas," I introduce. Fimrouck nods wordlessly still glancing us over. "It has been many years since I have been in the presence of dragons. It is an honor to make blades for the Perilous Horde once again," he says. My brows furrow in confusion. He has worked with my horde before? "I apologize Fimrouck but I cannot seem to recall if we have met before," I say. Fimrouck laughs the sound echoing throughout the room. He steps forward catching my gaze. "We have not met before it was your hordes pervious Chieftain Lochness I worked with. The Perilous Horde was still quite y
The room Flavius and I are led to has a large leafy hammock in the middle filled with silky pillows. Plush green moss grows like carpet over the wooden floor. The open roof allows the gleaming starlight to fill the room. Dim candlelight brightens the space and gives off a sweet scent. Pomona waves us into the room before fluttering off. I walk through the threshold and my feet sink into the moss-covered floor. Vega pushes past me bouncing into the room. She sniffs and hops around before settling on a couch. I laugh as the little dragon prances around the couch trying to get comfortable. Pulling my attention away from Vega I look around the room one last time. I throw my satchel onto the floor. Walking to the balcony I peer out at the moonlit garden below. "This view is extraordinary," I breathe. Flavius chuckles from behind me. He steps closer placing his arms around me. "I quite admire the view myself," he says staring at me with a smirk. I turn in his arms
My body relaxes at her words. This trip has been successful. I turn to Flavius grinning and he smiles back. "I knew you could do it," he whispers. I squeeze his hand in mine still smirking. I stand bowing to queen Nefertari. "I thank you for accepting to help during these troubled times. I will never forget this, you have not only my thanks but the help of my horde whenever you may need it," I tell her. Nefertari chuckles while resuming her seat. "I never intended to turn you down from the start. However, I did wish to see your resolve. You are young and this battle will be hard. I wanted to see if you could handle this," she pauses. "I have my answer, so I now have no regrets about the direction of the future." "You knew I was coming?" I ask. Alec who sits across from me laughs. "Of course, she knew you were coming. Queen Nefertari likely knew of the impending war right from the start. She just waited to make her move," Alec states. They say that Queen Nefertari