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Paging through it as if my life depended on it I found the page where my foretelling had appeared. My throat became dry once more as I read the words inked onto the page. “A day will come and a day will go.” Goose pimples flushed my skin as I kept on reading. “A choice you’ll have to make, otherwise the truth will never be known.” My heart stopped in my chest: the ink was still black.
The strangest part of the entire night was that we realized nothing was missing, except for Becky’s necklace. The necklace was valuable, if not in price, in memories. It had been the only gift she’d received from her father when she was a child.
The necklace had a small purple stone with two small dragons holding it in their metal talons. When she had finally gotten back into the room it was nowhere to be found.
The vision pulled me closer until I was with her once again. Still, she ordered me to go into the creepy woods, but then something completely new emerged. It wasn’t an image, but a sound. It was a deep husky voice reading poetry. I didn’t know what the voice said, because the language sounded foreign, but the rhythm in which he spoke sounded like poetry.
“When the Ascension happens you will experience a reunion with your father. It doesn’t matter if he’s still alive or dead. His spirit will come in the form of a living, breathing person.
Sammy’s words the night of the Warbel games played in my mind again as I lay in my bed in complete silence.What if they had been aiming for me? I mean they broke into my room and they killed my guard. Constance was right, danger kept following me no matter what I did to try and stop it.
She gave me a warm smile. “In all my years, no one has ever moved that box on their first try.” What?
He raised his hands in surrender. “I’m not reading your mind now if that’s what you are thinking, but I can speak to people’s minds, insert thoughts, images, that type of thing. It’s one of the reasons Wyverns are so dangerous. Because you never know which of your thoughts are real and which ones aren’t.”
“Sammy, he’s a telepath. It explains the voice.” “Wyverns don’t speak Latin.” I stared at her for a minute.
Suddenly, the crowd went wild and we went to look out the gate that looked on the arena. Blake had just entered the Coliseum. He had wrapped some sort of a leather garment around his waist and also wore boots. He looked swoon-worthy and when the guilt of wanting him rose up again, I looked away.
“We used to know a Copper-Horn a long time ago. He was brave and one of King Albert’s best friends.” She giggled. “He used to unravel all the consequences made by each possible decision. It resulted in King Albert not making a choice without him.”
“Blake’s friendship really means that much to you, huh?” He looked to his helmet in his hands and smiled. “You only know his grumpy and arrogant side. If he was the old Blake I knew, I would probably not stand a chance with you.” “Please. I’d never go for him,”
“Then why is his wife haunting my dreams?” He laughed. “I don’t know, maybe you’re her long lost daughter that she wants to show the truth to.” He joked and pulled me on top of him.
“It’s not that, Elena. He’s your dragon and I’m sure he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you otherwise he will have to deal with me.” He smiled. “I spoke to Blake. Just tell him if you are going somewhere with Paul, please.”
The next day I was so miserable, not even Paul could get my mood up and I hated missing Lucian. I couldn’t wait for the day he called to say he was coming back. See, I’m positive. Then why did I still have a feeling inside like something was going to go horribly wrong?
My body trembled inside as the most beautiful purple dragon I’d ever seen looked down at me. Its eyes were an icy green and they were locked on me as it lowered its head to lie on top of its paws. I just stared at the beast as it closed its eyes. Its wings were folded over the lower part of its body. Two soft horns and frilly ears lay on top of its head. The head was diamond shaped with soft curves. I couldn’t recall if I’d ever seen a breed like this before.
Ginger’s mane swayed in the wind and I saw how a muscle close to her neck jumped. I didn’t like it one bit, but I was sure it was natural for a horse’s muscles to move while carrying someone.
“Do you want to eat something?” she asked. “No, I’m not hungry.” I should have been starving but I wasn’t. Weird.
nodded. How much time was the question. Even after he’d saved plenty of their butts that night, there were still a handful of people that didn’t trust Paul. Some even said he’d been behind the attack to gain our trust. How stupid was that.
Paul lifted up my head and put it on his lap. I was too tired to protest or to open my eyes but I could feel his fingers playing with my hair. It felt so nice. “Sleep tight, my princess.”
the agonizing expression on his face. He opened his mouth but no sound came out. I shook my head at his fractured image. He repeated it again and was a bit out of focus for a couple of seconds before he came back strong. He spoke again, and the only sound that came through was the word “danger”.
I gradually got up when I suddenly felt a rock falling onto my head. I looked up as my hand went to the spot where the rock had hit me and I put it in front of my face. Blood soaked my hands. I turned to where Paul sat with the Elementals and found him right next to me. He swung his hand fast and another blow hit me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and everything around me turned to darkness.
I pulled my arm hard and tried to free myself just as the rope pulled out of Lucian. It retreated and went back to Professor Georgiou. My eyes grew in horror as I suddenly realized it wasn’t a rope, it was a tail. She . . . was… the hippogriff.
“Who are you?” I could still see his big round eyes on me, even though I didn’t look his way. “It’s me you idiot. Elena. I’m…” More weeping sounds escaped through a pair of dragon lips. “No, it can’t be,” he sounded shocked.
When the screams turned into sobs I realized that it was Blake who was still holding me. He whispered in my ear but I didn’t hear one single word he spoke.
I shook my head. “Something doesn’t add up Master.” “What is that?” “The Keeper. He said that no dragons were allowed in the cavern. If I’m a dragon, wouldn’t he have been able to detect that? And Goran, he took one smell and said not a dragon. How can I be one if he said I wasn’t?”
He went into the bag and took out a necklace. “Remember this stone?” My eyes grew wide as I took in the gem. “Where did you find it?” “It was around some silly little Dragonian’s neck.” I grabbed him around the shoulders and pulled him in close. “The gods are finally favoring us. Everything is as it should be.”
“It’s so ironic, wouldn’t you say?” The Master carried on toying with him. “The greatest king that ever lived…. will become the greatest creature ever feared.
