The Dragon’s Realm (The Main Hideout)_____Nyka stumbled into this section of the cave, the sword she had in her hand, dragging against the cage floor and laced with dried-up blood, just as her clothes were stained with the red liquid in too many places than she could count. Her wild curly red hair had managed to slip out of the tight hold she had put it in during the battle. Her fangs extended over her lips, her claws long and sharp. Each breath she took was heavy and filled with rage. There had been an attack in one of their hideouts today, if not for the help that she had received, they would have lost more people than they did. More than they would even be able to count. It was like an ambush. The White King must be finding them more than just a mere inconvenience now. He was paying them more attention than he usually would. If only the people hadn't slacked off in their training due to the false saviour’s brief yet mighty negative impact, they wouldn't have lost anyone. Al
Belladonna's eyes widened and she tried to swim back to the surface in fear but in a second, she was surrounded by the sirens. Her eyes darted around quickly and she turned to the one that seemed to be leading them. It was a different one from the siren that held Alaris captive. This one looked older, while the one who held Alaris as her captive was behind her. Their leader stretched out her hand and Belladonna squinted her eyes before a realization hit her.A trade! They wanted a trade. By Ignas, what could she trade?Her eyes moved to the bracelet on her wrist but that was made out of Alaris’ soul. She didn't want to give them that, afraid that they might use it to control him or do something worse. Then she took off the rig Eli had given to her and stretched it to them instead. That was of a lot of value to her and it felt painful to part with it, but she knew they wouldn't accept anything worthless to begin with. It had to be something that held much importance. Also, she st
That had been hours ago. Now, they were at the Selection Ground, watching as different lycans tore at each other with their claws and canines while they were seated on the stone bleachers. The moon stood full in the sky tonight. There were torches at strategic points so that they could see everything happening between the barricaded space below where the warriors were fighting. Oana made sure Aniya sat down right next to her. Some of Oana’s friends were there too but this time, none regarded her with disrespect, not even the one she had been introduced to on that day. Instead they just decided to speak in their language and not talk to her. Aniya was grateful for that, she had no time for frivolous discussions. The seating arrangement on the stone bleachers was according to status. At least, it seemed like it. At the top was the Alpha’s seat which was empty. Then a seat lower was the Luna’s seat. She looked elegant in her blue silk dress, like a beautiful and gentle goddess hers
“I am no traitor!” Ikrus yelled as different guards rushed up to him to capture him. A guard next to the Alpha yelled.“The Alpha was attacked tonight and the captured traitors declared that they were receiving orders from you, Gamma.”“That is a lie!” Ikrus spoke up, enraged. Aniya looked from father to son. The tension that grew thick in the air felt suffocating. She could feel her hope spilling through her fingers like sand.“To the dungeon.” The Alpha ordered and this time when the guards took Ikrus away, he didn't fight them. Not once did Ikrus look at her while he was taken away to the dungeon. Oana begged for her father to stop them but he didn't listen. While Aniya watched all this, everything suddenly became a distant echo and a realization washed over her like cold water. This was a trap, one that the Alpha made for his son. He didn't want him to participate in the hunt because he knew he would win, and he didn't want him to win because he knew he would request for som
The introductions were over and some guards came to take the presents away. The Princess headed back to the Stone Bleachers and Aniya followed. While she did, she contemplated pulling the Princess aside and telling her about her suspicions but then she would have a lot of explanation to do.She would have to tell her about the earring and it came into her possession. On the other hand, what if she was overthinking this? What if she was wrong in her suspicion? She would have to give up the only thing she had power over and then she would have no means of escaping this Realm. Besides, this was a Realm she was new too, she didn't know much about how they did things here. What if what she was suspicious of was something completely normal. She kept thinking about this till they were seated at the Stone Bleachers once again.when she finally concluded that she was just overthinking this. The Princess’ friends welcomed her with a smile and open arms. Aniya was once again seated right n
Aniya frowned, hiding behind one tent to another, as she moved so that she would get closer and find out about the discussions going on in the tent. It was probably about an attack, an information she would sell at the price of the freedom of her and her son. “---e cannot keep doing this.” Ula protested in a low whisper. “---promised… if I win.” Aniya smiled, glad that she could finally hear them and hoping that they would be too busy to notice her still shadow. Hopefully, the tent was thick enough to hide that away. “There will be consequences if they find out.” “No one will know,” a husky voice said.There was a rustle. Movements. Then muffled sounds that Aniya knew all too well.Aniya rolled her eyes. By Ignas, this was disappointing. Of course, not every volunteer would be sincere with the “sacred vows”. She burst into the tent, catching Ula and her lover, who was behind her, holding her to him with his palm over her mouth.He had his pants down and her dress hiked up to
“Who gave you the earring? Who is with the other pair?”Ula pointed at the man and he scoffed.Aniya smiled, and adjusted Ula’s scarf. “Good.” Ula trembled slightly, still afraid and unsure of what this interaction might bring. When Aniya offered her a hand, she flinched slightly, eyed it with suspicion and fear before she took it. The moment she was on her feet once more, she let Aniya’s hand go immediately and took a step back. “Face me with whatever accusations you have and let her go.” Aniya ignored him, instead she asked Ula if any child had been brought to the Temple recently to which Ula confirmed that it was true. “He cries a lot.” That brought Aniya no comfort at all. Arlo wasn't the type of child to always cry.By Ignas, what were they feeding her poor son?! Were they even taking care of him?“The Head Mistress tries her best.”That still wasn't enough. It didn't feel enough! The urge to see him rushed over her but from what she had learnt so far, sometimes others wer
Fuck.He didn't have time for this!Alaris covered the distance between them as swiftly as possible. He wasn’t as fast as he used to be and she had managed to take a couple of steps back before he finally grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder as he looked around in preparation to confront any beast that might come out to attack them. “You lied to me. You betrayed me.” Her voice was broken now. She wasn't even fighting him. “Why?” She asked as he continued their journey with her on his shoulder. He just couldn't wait to get out of here already. The thought of ending up with that ugly looking star-shaped creature made him recoil.“We had time.”“Yes and at the cost of a small part of my soul. I think I get to decide on how we use that time.”“They asked for it. I didn't want to give it to them, I told you every–”“I’m losing my dragon. I don't think I can live without him. The quicker we get to the gem, the better for me.” There was silence before he added like an afterthought.
“What is this?” Ny'ka asked, racing up to her feet.“The Stones of Prophecy. I already told you,” Ka'el replied, rising to his feet too. He groaned a little, his ribs hurting from the force that had tossed him aside.The stones had suddenly fallen to the ground, scattered; they were still glowing though. “I mean, what do they do?“I don't know!” There was a bit of panic in his voice, then he started to mumble to himself as he fell on his knees and started trying to collect the stones. “The King believes his daughter is in the Rebellion, and there are rumors of the Heir; he thinks they are working together.” He stopped and stared up at Ny'ka who watched him with a frown on her face. “That is why the Moon and the Sun came up in the sky because she is really here? But you said it didn't happen here, that it was from another Realm. It is from another realm, right? It isn’t true, Is it?”Ny'ka tried to grab one of the stones from Ka'el but it held it away from her. “Is his daughter truly
Then she felt like she was drowning and her words vanished from her lips. It felt like she was right in the lake and above it at the same time, hovering over the water and looking at the drowning child, while the drowning child looked back at her, struggling. Then she was finally in the baby and she could see Xinora floating over her as she felt herself dying in the baby — felt the baby dying. She saw Xinora stare right at her mother, who froze immediately like she had seen a ghost - it was what she looked like anyway, what she seemed to be. Then Belladonna felt the presence slam right into her immediately. Xinora had vanished and was now inside her as one being, the moment of her almost death creating the perfect space for Xinora to fit in. But just as Xinora had merged into her, she dissolved into the back of her mind like a mere pest fighting against a strong host. Her mother pulled her out of the water, her gaze blank and cold. Without a word, she wrapped her in a piece of clo
Trigger warning: Dealing with rape aftermath (from victim’s perspective) on page, and baby drowning on page. _________Belladonna paced the room. Two nights have passed since Alaris and her had discussed about Xinora. The Rebellion was healing, and she had sought out Ny'ka to help her with creating portals; although she knew that it might not work, just as it hadn't been working, but that was just how unpromising Channeling had been, and it had worked eventually. That wasn't the problem though. The thing was that Ny'ka was nowhere to be found. It didn't take long for her to figure out where she was.She was with Ka'el, most likely inquiring about their recent failure.Alaris had confirmed her suspicion, and here she was, in the room, trying not to drive herself mad with every single possibility that was crossing her mind.The Priest had drawn a tattoo on the top part of her chest, a little distance from her neck. He had smeared it with the blood of an animal, chanted some things th
Ny'ka went to Ka'el that night as the Heir had ordered, only to find out that he was with someone. Tsiri?What?What was she doing here? Why was she here? How long has she known about Ka'el? How did she get here?Why was she here?By Ina, what had she told him?!The White glow of the crescent moon above glimmered down on them through the shadows of the scanty leaves of the tall trees around them. The smile on Tsiri’s face was plain for Ny'ka to see, just as obvious as the doubt that dotted Ka’el’s eyes. What had she told him?!“Is it true?” Ka'el asked, his fist tightening around the small bag he had in his hand. She wondered what was in that bag but his next words made her aware of the greater problem she had before her. “Are you just fooling me?” He asked as his free hand anchored around Tsiri’s waist, making her smile widen. Disappointment flashed in Ny'ka's eyes and she frowned, blatantly ignoring Tsiri. “Fooling you? What nonsense are you talking about? And why are you with o
“Nightshade, do you have any memories of Jyris?”He was crouching in front of her. This room suddenly felt too small. Where was the air of ease?“No, except that he healed my ankle, gave me that gold ring that you tossed away and he was at the table with the King. Nothing else. I’m trying to but I don't remember anything else.” She wouldn't tell him about the strange feeling of familiarity she had when she had first seen him. That would be too dangerous. “You were in her dreams even when you weren't in captivity. So can you just go into people's dreams? Can you still do that?”“No. Her dream was the only one I could get into without being in captivity. But My freedom does come at a price. It was hard to lure the brides with my soul, and certainly, I prefer this freedom to that.”“Did killing her hurt you? Since the gems are supposed to be a pair.”“I struck her stomach.”“Why didn't you strike her in the heart or behead?”“I wanted to behead her and take her heart as my own; a litt
He heaved a sigh and sat next to her. “Well, it was after being King. I think the wars I had fought strengthened the connection with my gem; the lives I had taken fed it, and I dreamt of Xinora — well, she dreamt of me. It was the first time I would be in anyone's dreams.”Belladonna nodded, taking a mental note of that. “She was crying and lonely, and because the Gem perceived its master to be distressed, it sought a connection and found me. Xinora was terrified when we met; I was confused, too; it was strange. But then, I realized who she was and why I was there. At that time, I really wanted to come back here, to Vestros, but I knew it wasn’t time, I wasn't powerful enough back then.” He paused, before he continued. “The White King would kill me easily, but being in her dreams was like fate being on my side. She was the only weapon that could be used to kill me—”The only weapon?“Wait. Only a Bearer can kill a Bearer?”“Yes.” “So,” she turned to him squarely so she wouldn't mi
“And you didn't tell me? Why?”“It was over two centuries ago.” He stood up. “She stayed dead during those times, why would I think anything would come out of her now?”Belladonna said nothing and Alaris continued. “With you, I believed she had already been replaced. A new Master, her time was over, gone. The gems will always have their masters, I have discovered. At first, I was worried, but then you proved to be more than one with a mere link.”“I had visions of her. I told you everything.”He shrugged. “I thought it was just her lingering presence since she was the one who was connected to the gem before you. They are just mere visions, they don't suggest a powerful presence to get bothered about.”“You must be joking,” she stated, flabbergasted. “I had dreams of her every time and nothing ever really happened as a result,” he replied with a dismissive tone.“You know that is not true.”“Nothing “real” ever really happened.”With a realization, she stood up. “You are doing it aga
It felt compelling to desire more, it felt right… yet it didn't.Alaris pulled away being the first one to snap back from the spark pulling them together. “I’m sorry, I shouldn't have done that.” He was gone in a flash, leaving her flustered. She couldn't think; the foreign and overpowering feeling was a driving force that sent her out of the room to go after him. She did, reaching the surface, however, and feeling the warm glow of the moon on her skin. Something else seemed to have possessed her, and she went towards the lake instead, strangely seeking the comforting feeling of the water and the floating relief. The reflection of the full moon was cast over the still water and the trees seemed to create a path for her. She walked into the water as a shadow warrior emerged from behind her; the only one of Alaris' shadow warriors that wasn't killed. It swiftly moved into the water, reaching out to pull her back but she turned sharply to it. “Go Back!” She ordered, her voice a gr
Breathing heavily, he turned back to her. “I’m sorry— I just— I was afraid that you’ll shift—”“I have been terrified that this day would come but I thought I was stronger, as strong as I was in your Realm. I knew I would be lacking the moment I saw that annoying thing healing your ankle with his flames,” he laughed, the sound dry of humour as he swept his hand over his hair, pushing it back. “At that moment, I knew there were many things that I lacked, many skills, so many things. I might have been a King there but here, I am like a child. I’m not better than any of those dragon shifters. I’m useless.” “You are not.”With a huff, he sat down next to her, feeling exhausted. “My pretense to know what I am doing can no longer save me. I’m fighting a lost war, Nightshade and you can see it.”He turned to her, to find her shaking her head. “Don't lie to me.”“I’m not.”“Alaris—”“Don't try to inspire me, it won't work.” “I wasn't trying to inspire you, I just want to tell you how disap