Amber Kell Bash
Cebrus slid out of bed giving Silvan dirty looks as he dressed. Silvan grinned. Poor wand maker was used to getting things his way. Silvan didn’t see any reason to change that except for the slight addition of inserting himself in Cebrus’s life.
Wand makers were notoriously itchy to travel and Silvan never wanted Cebrus to feel trapped by their relationship. This trip was sort of a honeymoon phase for them to feel each other out.
Now that they were bonded there wasn’t a way out of the connection but you could have a good bond or a miserable one and Silvan was determined that their bond would be the best one ever.
“Are we still heading in the same direction?” Silvan asked Cebrus after he finished buckling his belt.
“For a bit then we’re going to head east,” Cebrus said not looking up from fastening his pants.
Silvan froze. “Cebrus please tell me we’re not going to the Dragon Breath Islands.”
Cebrus stomped into his boots. “Okay I won’t.”
“Cebrus!”
“What? If I told you earlier you would’ve locked me in the dungeon and not let me out. You think I don’t know? The Mallif tree can only grow in volcanic soil and besides the rumors of a dragon living inside the mountain is just a story. No one alive has actually ever seen the beast,” Cebrus argued.
“Exactly! No one alive! That’s why I’m sure there’s a dragon there. We should turn back now before it’s too late.” Silvan’s voice shook with fury. He was willing to indulge his future husband but not to the point where he got himself killed.
Cebrus’s expression turned mutinous and Silvan’s hopes of his lover agreeing with him took a nosedive.
“I am not going to turn around. If you want to go and take your little friends with you go ahead but I’m going to the island whether you want to come or not. I can meet you back at the castle later if you want,” Cebrus replied.
Silvan stared at his beloved for a minute. The man had completely lost his mind.
“You are not meeting me back at the castle,” Silvan replied through gritted teeth. “I am not leaving you to gallivant to an island with a possible dragon. If I can’t talk some sense into you then I will come along but if this gets either of us killed before our wedding day I will never forgive you. Understand?”
Cebrus’s lips twitched but he wisely didn’t say whatever had crossed his mind. “Yes dear, I understand.”
“Good. Let’s get some food and get started on this fool’s errand.”
