AUTHOR'S POV
A week passed since that Dragon - Vayldre was haunting Frore. He had made it impossible for her to even sleep peacefully. She didn't know why she was so affected by him. He just had this weird kind of power over her, that always made her want to submit to him.The small annoyingly - turning on touches, the deep piercing stares, the little biting of his thick lips, were all too much now.For this whole week, she had tried to push him away from herself by asking him to leave repeatedly, but the same excuse ' I won't leave as I need to do something here ' had fell from his lips silencing her. With her protests, always came a warning and a threat that she couldn't help but shiver to.Today, she decided to run away from him again by going to her favourite small lake deep in the forest, that she had come to love.She was deep in the warm lake feeling content and at peace. Her mindAUTHOR'S POVIn a motion, Vayldre got up from the stool and grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. Frore's breath hitched at the sight of his dark orbs and small smirk. His sharp features didn't fail to take her breath away and with him so close to her, she could suffocate from this sight. Vayldre rested his forehead onto hers and ghosted his lips above hers, breathing heavily on her face. His hand sneakily traveled down to her dress and he slowly started pulling it up, revealing her flawless ankles and then her thigh. His rough finger touched her bare thigh and he squeezed it, sending tingles down her spine. Their noses touched and lips brushed against each other.He gently turned her around and pushed her back against the kitchen counter. Frore closed her eyes, before arching her back towards his hard body to softly connect their lips. A jolt of spark tingled their bodies, when they felt e
AUTHOR'S POV“ I want you...Vayldre. ” She whispered out in a tiny voice, pulling him out of his thoughts. Even if the fear was lingering in her eyes, she still wanted him and that woken up something inside him, that was sleeping from the time he was born. He didn't want to feel like this. Like when the time came, he wouldn't be able to hurt her.His gaze turned dark and he smashed his lips over hers, sucking and biting harshly to get this feeling out of his heart. Frore opened her mouth letting him explore it with his tongue wrapping around her own, making her moan in his mouth. He abruptly pulled away and rested his forehead against hers, peering down in her glossy gray eyes, that were unique. He grabbed her both hands and joined them together with his, placing them beside her head, as she took in a huge breath feeling him, leaving her one hand.He lined his cock aga
AUTHOR'S POVHe was staring at her peacefully sleeping face. She looked so innocent and Etheral, that he just couldn't look away, but then he forced himself to get his senses back.Pushing himself off the bed, he picked up his white shirt, wearing it and then picked up his brown pants, pulling it on. His eyes went back to her face, when she mumbled something in her sleep.Curiously, he placed his knee on the bed, bending down on her to hear what she was saying. “ Vayldre... ” The movement of her swollen pink lips formed his name and he sighed out, moving his eyes to her long eyelashes. He bought his hand up and traced her eyebrow gently. He leaned down and placed his lips over her closed eye, breathily heavily. Smoothing out the lines formed on her flawless forehead, he leaned away from her, giving her a last look.
AUTHOR'S POVScared.One word was enough to describe the fast thumping of her heart, the sweating of her palms, the negative thoughts swarming her mind and the ache in heart when she didn't find him beside herself, after waking up from the nightmare.She was scared, that he left her after sharing such a private and intimate time. She was scared, that her body was the only thing he had wanted from her.She was scared, that the feelings which she was thinking of as mild, were much stronger than she could ever imagine.How was it possible to feel so much for one person - a Dragon who she had met just eight days ago?But the tears that threatened to fall out of her eyes, when she searched the whole cabin and didn't find him, was enough of an answer. She had started thinking of him, as someone important.
AUTHOR'S POVWhen they walked back to the cabin from the lake, the atmosphere was tense. Frore didn't know what she was supposed to do now. Was she supposed to be cool with everything and pretend that what happened between them was only desire taking over or was it something more?Vayldre's silence was not really helping in easing out her anxiety. Just as they stepped inside the cabin, Frore started making dinner and let Vayldre help her silently.“ So...Vayldre. ” Frore called out to him, to get rid of this awkward silence, that was weighing heavy between them.“ Hmm...” He hummed out, clearly focused on cutting the carrots. Seeing the carrots, Frore's mind went to Whity. She had not seen him from the time Vayldre had came here. Pushing the thought back, she decided to just focus on him right now.“ What are we
AUTHOR'S POV“ Harder! ” Vayldre grunted and Frore gave him a poker face, getting annoyed by him already. It's been a whole week. A whole week of sexual tension and awkward moments. Frore was irritated out of her whims. The cold feeling inside her was intensifying and she was unable to control what was happening with her.Her nightmares were still stuck at the same place. The woman was asking Eirlys Albertine to wake up and this was giving Frore a nasty headache. She wanted to reach out to her in her dreams and get to know what it was all about and what really that woman in her dreams wanted to say.“ Focus, Frore! ” Vayldre's voice boomed in Frore's ears, snapping her out of her trance with the back of his sword hitting her shoulder lightly.Groaning, Frore stumbled back and stared at the shiny sword in her hands. Its weight was defi
AUTHOR'S POV After cooking and eating dinner together, Vayldre and Frore now laid side by side on her small bed. Vayldre was unconsciously rolling her hair on his forefinger as Frore found herself lost in her own thoughts. The dream she had earlier was not leaving her mind completely. She had realized that the woman in her dreams wanted to tell her something - something important. Sighing, Frore blinked and focused on Vayldre who seemed lost in his own thoughts. Frore didn't know how to deal with men but the way he gifted her this necklace really warmed up her heart. Did it mean something? She couldn't help but ask herself this question. The irony of all this was the fact that she couldn't ask this to Vayldre. “ Go to sleep. We will train again tomorrow. ” Vayldre whispered and left her hair before closing his eyes. Vayldre was always warm, Frore r
AUTHOR'S POV Frore was utterly dumbfounded. He just left her hanging and his breathing was even out which meant he already fell asleep. What was wrong with Vayldre? She pouted and rested her head on his chest. Her eyes begged to change color and the iciness wanted to take over her as she felt his warmth but she didn't let the internal force control her. She seemed to feel happy for the first time in a while and she wanted to live in this newly found happiness. Not peace but happiness. A smile lit up her lips as she inhaled his scent and compelled herself to fall asleep before she went crazy thinking about Vayldre. She didn't realize when she fell asleep and Vayldre opened his eyes again. He was so close to having that important talk with her. He was going to tell her about the Magic stone but something stopped him. It was like he couldn't utter any words. He was becoming weak and he didn
AUTHOR’S POV The next morning, Frore woke up as usual, curled up beside Vayldre who was still sleeping, his arm draped over her waist.After eating dinner in a grave silence, they both had silently fell asleep, their minds caught up with worries of their own.Now, Frore took time to memorise every inch of Vayldre’s face. She had a bad hunch about all this situation, but she couldn’t pinpoint what really was wrong here. As a result, she could just try to overcome the nauseating feeling.Heaving a heavy breath, she got up from the bed, leaving Vayldre sleeping on the bed.******After having breakfast in the same unbreakable silence, Frore stepped out of the cabin followed by Vayldre who was having a hard time taking his eyes off Frore.“ Where is this cave and how are we supposed to get there? ” Frore realized she didn’t know about the journey ahead so she finally decided to ask Vay
AUTHOR’S POVVayldre returned after three whole days.Just as he returned to the cabin, he got hold of Frore who was making dinner in the kitchen.For three days, he had been busy with Master Dagat who was looking into his books, wanting to find out about the spirit Frore was talking about.A spirit in a cave, that was something unheard off, but as Master Dagat looked through the old books, he found something extraordinary.The cave Frore saw in her dream must be the cave from where the Magic stone was taken and the spirit must be connected to the magic stone in some way for Duncan Albertine to be giving that stone to the spirit like it didn’t mean anything important.There was only one way to find out the rest of the answers and the magic stone though. Vayldre had to take Frore to the cave.“ We have to
AUTHOR’S POVThis time, Frore woke up drenched in sweat, but she didn’t scream out loud. She was simply terrified, horrified.The spirit saw her and told her that she was waiting for her. It felt like the spirit knew her.The spirit’s powers…Frore sat up in the bed and looked beside herself.Vayldre was not there. She sighed and rubbed her temples.The spirits powers were the same as Frore’s, the power of freezing everything, turning everything into ice, making the surroundings harsh cold.What more was there? Frore wondered. For the first time since last night, she thought that there was perhaps more to her powers than she knew. Probably, Vayldre didn’t know everything.Anyway, she now knew where the magic stone was and if bringing that stone back to the Dragons meant a chance at restoring peace in this world, Frore was ready to take this risk.Determined to do something go
AUTHOR’S POV“ There is a way. ” Vayldre smiled.Frore broke out of her trance and focused on Vayldre.There was a way, Frore felt relieved.“ If we get the magic stone back to its original spot, the peace will be restored. ” Vayldre breathed deeply and revealed to Frore.Frore’s shoulders slumped down at his answer. “ And where is this Magic stone and who can touch it now? I mean you said only Vilas and that woman could touch it then…”Frore was confused about all of this.Vayldre shook his head and grabbed her soft cold hands in his. “ The woman was Eirlys Albertine, Frore and you told me that you always have dreams about her. Perhaps, her spirit is trying to tell you something. If you listen to her, she might answer all your questions because I don’t know everything. ”The rawness of Vayl
AUTHOR’S POVFor a moment, Vayldre was shocked and dumbfounded. She loved him and she just confessed - it happened faster than he ever thought it was going to happen.Her lips were on his again, fiercely this time. It was like she wanted to devour him, become one with him without caring about what he wanted anymore.A pang of hurt shot through his heart which made him feel cold for the first time in his life.He grabbed the side of her face and using all his will power, he detached her lips from his own.He had done what he needed to do, there was no need to drag it further.“ Frore. What’s wrong? ” Seeing her sore expressions and teary eyes, Vayldre changed the topic instead of acknowledging her confession.Frore snapped out of her dreadful trance and realised what she did just now. She confessed to him and he didn’t say anything about it.
AUTHOR'S POVFrore was back in the old times again. These were not her memories, her moments, her life.She was seeing life from someone else's eyes.Right now, she had been seeing a scene which she couldn't understand at all.Two men dressed in royal battle armor were standing in front of each other. They were grinning as they came close and hugged each other.“ I did it. ” One of them told the other in the darkness of the night and the second one pulled away, causing Frore's breath to hitch in her throat.One of them was Lovis Albertine. Frore remembered him from the time she had seen him passing the village, as he burned everything in his way.The ruthless man looked too young here and the other man who was telling him that he was successful in something was quite similar in looks.What was happening? Frore once again failed to understand anything.“ Father will be proud of you, Brot
AUTHOR'S POV Frore was utterly dumbfounded. He just left her hanging and his breathing was even out which meant he already fell asleep. What was wrong with Vayldre? She pouted and rested her head on his chest. Her eyes begged to change color and the iciness wanted to take over her as she felt his warmth but she didn't let the internal force control her. She seemed to feel happy for the first time in a while and she wanted to live in this newly found happiness. Not peace but happiness. A smile lit up her lips as she inhaled his scent and compelled herself to fall asleep before she went crazy thinking about Vayldre. She didn't realize when she fell asleep and Vayldre opened his eyes again. He was so close to having that important talk with her. He was going to tell her about the Magic stone but something stopped him. It was like he couldn't utter any words. He was becoming weak and he didn
AUTHOR'S POV After cooking and eating dinner together, Vayldre and Frore now laid side by side on her small bed. Vayldre was unconsciously rolling her hair on his forefinger as Frore found herself lost in her own thoughts. The dream she had earlier was not leaving her mind completely. She had realized that the woman in her dreams wanted to tell her something - something important. Sighing, Frore blinked and focused on Vayldre who seemed lost in his own thoughts. Frore didn't know how to deal with men but the way he gifted her this necklace really warmed up her heart. Did it mean something? She couldn't help but ask herself this question. The irony of all this was the fact that she couldn't ask this to Vayldre. “ Go to sleep. We will train again tomorrow. ” Vayldre whispered and left her hair before closing his eyes. Vayldre was always warm, Frore r
AUTHOR'S POV“ Harder! ” Vayldre grunted and Frore gave him a poker face, getting annoyed by him already. It's been a whole week. A whole week of sexual tension and awkward moments. Frore was irritated out of her whims. The cold feeling inside her was intensifying and she was unable to control what was happening with her.Her nightmares were still stuck at the same place. The woman was asking Eirlys Albertine to wake up and this was giving Frore a nasty headache. She wanted to reach out to her in her dreams and get to know what it was all about and what really that woman in her dreams wanted to say.“ Focus, Frore! ” Vayldre's voice boomed in Frore's ears, snapping her out of her trance with the back of his sword hitting her shoulder lightly.Groaning, Frore stumbled back and stared at the shiny sword in her hands. Its weight was defi