Zutara clawed her way back to consciousness, she was resting on something deliciously warm, she looked around taking in her surroundings.
They were in a cave, that was certain because of the dark dampness and poor greenish light filtering in from somewhere she could not see, a fire was burning nearby with something cooking over it. Riz was kneeling in a corner wrapping bandages around Sikorra's side. The nasty boy who she had bitten, scratched and head butted she remembered in mild embarrassment was kneeling beside Riz and they were both smiling - the beast. Of course he would be taken in by Riz's beauty and charms. Zutara tried to get up and gasped in pain, the pair turned sharply towards her, she felt like she had been chewed up by some wild animal and the spat out. ''Hey, you're awake'' the beast said smiling gaily and she simply grunted in reply not trusting herself not to spit in his face if she opened her mouth. ''Thank the skies, I thought you would sleep forever, are you okay? Riz asked her voice laden with concern she came to sit beside her. ''Trust me, I wish I could sleep forever, it all hurts, everything is on fire'' Zutara groaned pushing up to her knees and forcing down the vomit that rose to her throat. "Sorry!, you fell off your horse and if Sephiata had not scooped you up in time..." Riz shuddered and looked up to where the dragon's head lay snoring like a stampede Zutara was snuggled in her shoulder . ''You've been asleep for two days you know '' Zutara pouted "It's all his fault'' she arched her neck towards the boy who had the guts to ask ''Me?'' in surprise, Zutara shot him her coldest side glance, nostrils flared in silent sarcasm, then his expression cleared and he laughed, he laughed ! the monstrous beast, if she wasn't felling like shit she would have dashed across the room to, to..."To what?'' she snapped at her self in her head adding an invisible eye roll, admiring in spite of herself the way he laughed big and unapologetic with snort at the tail end, it brought an almost smile to her parched, feverish lips. ''Oh sorry that was my identical twin brother though we are not looking so identical now thanks to you'' he snorted again and even Riz giggled. Zutara looked from one to the other in confusion. "Thanks'' a voice slurred dryly, she turned towards the sound and was taken aback. She remembered him ''The Beast!!!'' her mind sang in her throbbing skull. There was an ugly purple bruise around his left eye from her head butting him, down hs cheek was red and swollen where she had scratched him and as the scene replayed in her mind's eye she saw herself first as a lioness, teeth and nails shiny and sharp for biting and scratching but then the next image was of herself as a red bad tempered nanny goat head butting poor innocent unsuspecting individuals. He frowned at her and muttered something unpleasant under his breath. ''Come and sit with us'' Riz beckoned but he neither moved nor responded, he just remained sitting there with his back against her dragon, one leg stretched out and the other upright, folded at the knee. Rude, Zutara added to a repertoire of his faults, she truly hoped that he was in just as much pain as she was - beastly boy, she hissed. ''What happened to him'' Zutara nodded towards Sikorra's prone form. ''Two major strikes to the head and a slash to his chest, one or two broken ribs but he'll live we are lucky that they came along when they did'' Suddenly Sephiata yawned loud and hot sucking all the air out of the room and began to stretch out her wings. Sven yanked her out of the way so fast her head started spinning. ''I'm going to be sick'' she groaned ''What did you do that for?'' ''Whoa !'' Minre exclaimed while Riz rushed to her side ''Did you see that?, even I am not that fast!''. ''Sephiata was not going to hurt me'' she clutched her belly doubling over to throw up.''It's okay the nausea will pass, come and sit by the fire, I made us some oats, eat that will make you feel better'' Riz rubbed her back as she dry heaved "You know that you haven't eaten in two days so there is nothing in your belly to be thrown up, now quit trying to hurt yourself ''. ''I will kill that boy'' Zutara whispered in fury, pushing her hair off her face, Riz laughed heartily. "You will do no such thing, he's your sage sweety you can not do shit without him, take the show down we just had and think of what would have happened to us if they hadn't come along to lend us a hand, trust me girl shit would have hit the roof''. ''I hate this life'' Zutara complained. ''Awww, it's not that bad, have you met Minre?'' Riz led her towards the fire '' talk about fun, boy is sooo lively''. Minre reached for her hand immediately she sat down. ''Sooo you are the new dragon lord or should I say dragon lady'' he grinned showing all his teeth, he reached over to tuck her damp hair behind her ears and leaned in close, very close, closer than any boy had ever been. So close she could feel his warm breath on her upper lip, then he grinned thumbing her nose."You are sooo pretty'' he said staring straight into her eyes. Zutara flushed under his gaze suddenly feeling shy. ''Forgive my manners'', he pulled away smoothly twirling a lock of her hair "I'm Minre, Air - binder at your service''."I'm Zutara'' she grinned back at him accepting a warm cup of oats from Riz. ''And that is my new twin brother Sven'' they both turned, he with a bright smile, she with a dark scowl. ''New?" Riz asked putting a cup in Minre's hand."Thank you '' he said taking a sip and groaning in enjoyment to Riz's deep pleasure "We just met '' he said drinking again. "How can you have just met?'' ''Long painful story'' Minre replied wiping his chin on his sleeve. ''Who raised him?, an angry bear?'' Zutara asked and Minre snorted in laughter. ''Very funny'' Sven drawled. ''If you loosened up a little more then no one would have to ask that, you are always frowning at something even when there's nothing to frown about''. A sharp retort rose up in Sven's belly but as always he forced it down and kept his mouth shut turning away into the warm hide of the dragon. ''You should speak up more Sven'' his mum always said, well the mum he had always known, who'd kissed him goodnight and held him when he couldn't sleep. "It's not healthy to always keep things all bottled up, because someday the bottle is going to get full and burst apart and then you'll lash out at those around you'' He always got the sense that she was talking about his dad - ''uncle'' he corrected in his head. He had to begin switching these details in his head, his dad was dead and the man he knew as dad was his actually his birth mother's older brother which made the only mother he had ever known, his aunt by marriage and his brothers whom he had grown up with and fought with and laughed with and eavesdropped on their conversations about girls - his cousins, it was like waking up and finding out that you had suddenly become somebody else, wasn't that enough to keep a body frowning all day long?'' he wondered.''It's enough'' someone said beside him but when he looked around there was no one close, then the dragon nudged him with one shiny blue talon.The wind howled like a lost wolf through the night as a man trudged on through the steep mountain pass, making deep footprints in the knee high snow.The cold was sharp and his feet were frost bitten and blistered but the lone traveller clutched the bundle that he carried tighter to himself he had to keep it warm, it had to reach Gesa safe and sound or all was lost, he has journeyed through the desert of Bukarat and into the forest of Nibigan to get it.Ninety days of little food and even less water, fighting off men and creatures that sought to destroy this ray of hope but even if it cost him his last breath he would bring the egg into Gesa, the new dragon lord lived there.In a sleepy town three hundred leagues from where the traveller stood a boy hurriedly packed up his belongings, he wanted to be gone before his mother woke up.The past year had seen a lot of misfortunes befall his family and he knew his leaving would break his
"Spread the word through out the city His Majesty the King, wants all young men born of Gesa assembled in the palace before sunset" ordered Laertes the King's special adviser as he sent out town criers to the eighteen cardinal points of Gesa running as they went"By the order of the king all young lads between the ages of fourteen and twenty three are to assemble at the Royal court before sun down" the voices of the criers rang out through the city.Towns people paused at doorways and on footpaths to listen tu the message and even in the market a hush fell and then resumed again in furious whispers of wonder, curiosity and fear."Is it the war?""Are the boys to be conscripted?""I hear Maldorr is riding for Ligath, what are we to do?""But fourteen is too young!"Zutara tied her curly red hair back and resumed milking the cow she had been working on as the boys around her looked at each other and abandoned their work stations to answer the Royal sum
Sven looked up at the breaking dawn, by now his mother would just be stirring would she rush about worriedly calling his name in panic or would she go about her business thinking that he was simply away on one of his long walks until she realized too late that she had lost her only remaining child ? he shook his head to clear the thoughts out of his head, she would be much safer if he was gone far far away.He dreaded walking past the clearing by the stream where he used to play with his brothers Raz and Nenjii while his twin sister Xen would line up her dolls with their dresses, hats and dainty cups of tea and have a make believe tea party, he could still feel the warmth of the sun on his face and Xen's humming in his ears, when life was still easy and carefree, then war broke out and Raz who was nineteen had to go off to war, for seven months he was gone, he wrote only twice and then the next letter that arrived was news of his death, their family had snappe
Sven walked most of the day, pausing only at mid day to drink some water and eat bread. He was sure where he was going but he had heard the town Alagaesea mentioned many times at home when Raz was alive, so maybe he would go there. By nightfall he checked into a small farm inn on the outskirts of a town two leagues from Alaegasea, he had been careful to stay off the main roads. Many boys his age have been reported missing the past year including his older brother Nenji who had run away two days after Xen's death and had never returned, most likely abducted to join an army on either side of the war and with the kind of powers he had, he was not interested in being a captive to be used as a weapon in a struggle he knew nothing about.At the inn he kept his head down taking a room with six other men, he did not mind the squeeze even if he preferred to stay alone, there was strenght in numbers and from their conversations while he pretended to be asleep, The
It was a cool evening and a gentle breeze was blowing when Sven finally walked into Alagaesea, it was four days since he left home and thoughts of wat he would do now and what was I thinking had already begun to creep into his mind. Still wrapped up in these thoughts, loud voices drifted to him from a distance and he approached cautiously one hand braced on the hilt of the short sword strapped to his side. There was a boy about his age and height surrounded by seven men dressed in armour of red and ash - the colors of The Conqueror." Stop now and come with us quietly and you will be rewarded handsomely" a bulky man, who was as stout as a barrel said and the boy spat at him looking around for a way of escape."I will rather eat dust""You will come with us either way, by your own will or by force" the boy took a deep breath and somersaulted into a cartwheel that sent the wind billowing around him, the soldiers slid back shielding their faces he right
''If I see one more wooden sword or pail of water, I am going to scream'' Zutara growled squeezing the water out of her hair."Oh stop whining like a baby'' Riz drawled unimpressed and earned herself a fiery glare."I am battered, bruised, contused and aching'' Zutara raged stomping around the yard.''Darling if you were all of those things all at once you would be flat on your face but it's a good thing you are so strong and big and brave'' Riz replied sweetly arching a perfect shoulder, everything about her was so perfect it brought out all her own imperfections.Her hair was a wet and tangled nightmare, her shirt a ragged torn affair ripped from shoulder to cuff where Sikorra's rotten wooden sword had snagged the previous night and there was an ugly purple bruise peeking from the left hip of her trousers, the sun had sent a merciless scattering of freckles to dot her nose and cheeks, meanwhile Riz who she had been sparring w
Zutara blinked her eyes surprised to see the sun already up and herself still in bed, normally Riz would have yanked her right out of her dreams and into a nightmare of waves and drops and sprinkles and showers.Zutara shook her head and wrapped her hair into what she hoped was a semblance of tidy and stepped out into the yard, Riz and Sikorra both turned to look at her from what was the makeshift cooking fire.Sikorra had refused to train her in the palace which to her was a huge relief, the pressure of being in the spotlight was already too much to have to add training and being trained in the presence of the King and his court and every other noble man or woman who may suddenly think that her life was their business.Instead here they were in her tiny, shabby little hut."Good morning Zutara''Sikorra greeted and waved her over to sit with them."Hey'' Riz nudged her lightly''Hey'' she said back"Did you have a good rest?
"Do you know where we are even going?'' Minre asked pulling Sven out of a reverie he couldn't even remember."We are going to Gesa''"Why Gesa""Because'' Sven said simply and Minre waited for an answer but after a few minutes he resigned himself to the fact that none was coming.''You don't talk much'' he said and Sven shrugged looking straight ahead.Minre tried to alter his step but try as he night he always fell back in step with his brother, brother the word still sounded strange.He watched him closely from the side of his eyes, the were not as identical as he had first feared, Sven had a sharper jaw and cheekbones while his jaw was more square and the lines of his cheek much softer, his brows arched, Sven's were bushy and his lips fuller too from not smiling enough Minre suspected.Sven held up his fingers signalling that they stop, he brought his finger to his lips dropping to a squat he point
Zutara clawed her way back to consciousness, she was resting on something deliciously warm, she looked around taking in her surroundings.They were in a cave, that was certain because of the dark dampness and poor greenish light filtering in from somewhere she could not see, a fire was burning nearby with something cooking over it.Riz was kneeling in a corner wrapping bandages around Sikorra's side. The nasty boy who she had bitten, scratched and head butted she remembered in mild embarrassment was kneeling beside Riz and they were both smiling - the beast. Of course he would be taken in by Riz's beauty and charms.Zutara tried to get up and gasped in pain, the pair turned sharply towards her, she felt like she had been chewed up by some wild animal and the spat out.''Hey, you're awake'' the beast said smiling gaily and she simply grunted in reply not trusting herself not to spit in his face if she opened her mouth.
"Do you know where we are even going?'' Minre asked pulling Sven out of a reverie he couldn't even remember."We are going to Gesa''"Why Gesa""Because'' Sven said simply and Minre waited for an answer but after a few minutes he resigned himself to the fact that none was coming.''You don't talk much'' he said and Sven shrugged looking straight ahead.Minre tried to alter his step but try as he night he always fell back in step with his brother, brother the word still sounded strange.He watched him closely from the side of his eyes, the were not as identical as he had first feared, Sven had a sharper jaw and cheekbones while his jaw was more square and the lines of his cheek much softer, his brows arched, Sven's were bushy and his lips fuller too from not smiling enough Minre suspected.Sven held up his fingers signalling that they stop, he brought his finger to his lips dropping to a squat he point
Zutara blinked her eyes surprised to see the sun already up and herself still in bed, normally Riz would have yanked her right out of her dreams and into a nightmare of waves and drops and sprinkles and showers.Zutara shook her head and wrapped her hair into what she hoped was a semblance of tidy and stepped out into the yard, Riz and Sikorra both turned to look at her from what was the makeshift cooking fire.Sikorra had refused to train her in the palace which to her was a huge relief, the pressure of being in the spotlight was already too much to have to add training and being trained in the presence of the King and his court and every other noble man or woman who may suddenly think that her life was their business.Instead here they were in her tiny, shabby little hut."Good morning Zutara''Sikorra greeted and waved her over to sit with them."Hey'' Riz nudged her lightly''Hey'' she said back"Did you have a good rest?
''If I see one more wooden sword or pail of water, I am going to scream'' Zutara growled squeezing the water out of her hair."Oh stop whining like a baby'' Riz drawled unimpressed and earned herself a fiery glare."I am battered, bruised, contused and aching'' Zutara raged stomping around the yard.''Darling if you were all of those things all at once you would be flat on your face but it's a good thing you are so strong and big and brave'' Riz replied sweetly arching a perfect shoulder, everything about her was so perfect it brought out all her own imperfections.Her hair was a wet and tangled nightmare, her shirt a ragged torn affair ripped from shoulder to cuff where Sikorra's rotten wooden sword had snagged the previous night and there was an ugly purple bruise peeking from the left hip of her trousers, the sun had sent a merciless scattering of freckles to dot her nose and cheeks, meanwhile Riz who she had been sparring w
It was a cool evening and a gentle breeze was blowing when Sven finally walked into Alagaesea, it was four days since he left home and thoughts of wat he would do now and what was I thinking had already begun to creep into his mind. Still wrapped up in these thoughts, loud voices drifted to him from a distance and he approached cautiously one hand braced on the hilt of the short sword strapped to his side. There was a boy about his age and height surrounded by seven men dressed in armour of red and ash - the colors of The Conqueror." Stop now and come with us quietly and you will be rewarded handsomely" a bulky man, who was as stout as a barrel said and the boy spat at him looking around for a way of escape."I will rather eat dust""You will come with us either way, by your own will or by force" the boy took a deep breath and somersaulted into a cartwheel that sent the wind billowing around him, the soldiers slid back shielding their faces he right
Sven walked most of the day, pausing only at mid day to drink some water and eat bread. He was sure where he was going but he had heard the town Alagaesea mentioned many times at home when Raz was alive, so maybe he would go there. By nightfall he checked into a small farm inn on the outskirts of a town two leagues from Alaegasea, he had been careful to stay off the main roads. Many boys his age have been reported missing the past year including his older brother Nenji who had run away two days after Xen's death and had never returned, most likely abducted to join an army on either side of the war and with the kind of powers he had, he was not interested in being a captive to be used as a weapon in a struggle he knew nothing about.At the inn he kept his head down taking a room with six other men, he did not mind the squeeze even if he preferred to stay alone, there was strenght in numbers and from their conversations while he pretended to be asleep, The
Sven looked up at the breaking dawn, by now his mother would just be stirring would she rush about worriedly calling his name in panic or would she go about her business thinking that he was simply away on one of his long walks until she realized too late that she had lost her only remaining child ? he shook his head to clear the thoughts out of his head, she would be much safer if he was gone far far away.He dreaded walking past the clearing by the stream where he used to play with his brothers Raz and Nenjii while his twin sister Xen would line up her dolls with their dresses, hats and dainty cups of tea and have a make believe tea party, he could still feel the warmth of the sun on his face and Xen's humming in his ears, when life was still easy and carefree, then war broke out and Raz who was nineteen had to go off to war, for seven months he was gone, he wrote only twice and then the next letter that arrived was news of his death, their family had snappe
"Spread the word through out the city His Majesty the King, wants all young men born of Gesa assembled in the palace before sunset" ordered Laertes the King's special adviser as he sent out town criers to the eighteen cardinal points of Gesa running as they went"By the order of the king all young lads between the ages of fourteen and twenty three are to assemble at the Royal court before sun down" the voices of the criers rang out through the city.Towns people paused at doorways and on footpaths to listen tu the message and even in the market a hush fell and then resumed again in furious whispers of wonder, curiosity and fear."Is it the war?""Are the boys to be conscripted?""I hear Maldorr is riding for Ligath, what are we to do?""But fourteen is too young!"Zutara tied her curly red hair back and resumed milking the cow she had been working on as the boys around her looked at each other and abandoned their work stations to answer the Royal sum
The wind howled like a lost wolf through the night as a man trudged on through the steep mountain pass, making deep footprints in the knee high snow.The cold was sharp and his feet were frost bitten and blistered but the lone traveller clutched the bundle that he carried tighter to himself he had to keep it warm, it had to reach Gesa safe and sound or all was lost, he has journeyed through the desert of Bukarat and into the forest of Nibigan to get it.Ninety days of little food and even less water, fighting off men and creatures that sought to destroy this ray of hope but even if it cost him his last breath he would bring the egg into Gesa, the new dragon lord lived there.In a sleepy town three hundred leagues from where the traveller stood a boy hurriedly packed up his belongings, he wanted to be gone before his mother woke up.The past year had seen a lot of misfortunes befall his family and he knew his leaving would break his