Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Seventy four

Waking up, it was dark and Matitus and Dragus were now fast asleep beside me. Silas however was

no where to be seen, yet I could tell he was awake. Getting up, I pull the covers back up over Matitus

before finding some clothes and chucking on a dressing gown. The stone floors cold under my feet as I

walked around the castle in search of him only to find him staring at the shelves of books in his office.

Walking in, I walk over to him wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. He jumps startled lost in

thought and not expecting someone to creep up on him.

“What are you doing up, It’s 4AM” He says turning around in my arms.

“Looking for you, and I shouldn’t feel asleep so early in the day, I’m wide awake now” I tell him, and he

nods.

“What are you doing?” I ask looking toward the bookshelves he was staring at.

“Nothing, just thinking” He says.

“About?” I ask.

“How to make the city better, safer for everyone” He says.

“What do you mean, its pretty safe now” I tell him. He shakes his head, grabbing a book off the shelf

and opening it. He hands it to me, and I see it contained old photos of the city in a time when things

were different. Before the war, everything looked new and fresh. Turning the page, I see a map of the

area and notice their were actually other kingdoms in the area. I grew up here and never saw or knew

how close the other kingdoms were.

“That’s used to be the Fae kingdom, where your people originated from” Silas says pointing to a

kingdom on the other side of the mountains.

“Is it still there?” He shakes his head.

“No, I destroyed it, all that is left is ruins now” He says, and I could tell he genuinely felt bad about what

he did.

“Do you miss her?” I ask, his eyes snapping to mine.

“Blaire?” He asks and he seems to think for a second, his emotions everywhere and I wasn’t able to

pinpoint one.

“No, I miss what could have been, what the world could have been if she just accepted the mate bond

and if I didn’t ruin everything” He tells me.

“Now I need to figure out how to fix it”

“You can only do so much, things will change over time Silas, it doesn’t have to be right away. Look at

what we have already accomplished in such a short time. It will happen” I tell him. He nods pulling

another book off the shelf and sitting down. Stress on his face, and I could see his past was eating at

him.

“What’s the biggest issue right now?” He leans forward putting his elbows on the desk.

“The vampires, they are struggling with the no kill orders and having to leave the city to meet dietary

requirements” He says.

“What about a blood bank?”

“Why would anyone donate blood for them, they are hated by the entire kingdom?”

“I think they might surprise you, people want things to change and if it means less lives lost and a

chance to live amicably they will do it Silas” I tell him walking over and climbing on his lap.

“Next one?” I ask and he smirks.

“The Dragons, we need to help them especially if there is a chance, they can all come back” He says

yet I could feel something else, some underlying reason as to why he wanted to save them, guilt eating

at him.

“Who are you trying to find?” I ask and his eyes snap to mine.

“How do you know I am looking for someone?” He asks curiously.

“Your guilt, through the bond” I tell him. His hand goes to my flat stomach.

“My father” He says.

“You think he could be one of them?” He shrugs,

“I’m not sure but I need to know”

“What happened to him?”

“My mother killed herself when she found out I couldn’t produce any heirs, I thought when he left, he

killed himself. We have always known those mutations were out there, their dragons driven to insanity,

but I always thought the human part of them died, didn’t know it could be recovered” He says.

“I still don’t understand, why the females killed themselves off, I thought you were all immortal?”

“Everything has a loophole, Lora. That’s why I killed off the witches, it wasn’t just that they helped

Blaire, but they helped them kill themselves, my mother said there was no point living without

something to live for and I guess I wasn’t enough, forever is a long time Elora, forever becomes lonely

when you have nothing to look forward to”

“Well, what about”- He cuts me off grabbing my face.

“Nothing that puts you at risk Elora, especially now” He says.

“I know that, I am just thinking what if we come up with some way to shoot them”

“Shoot them?”

“Yeah well, I am not going to go around asking them to bite me, and I am sure Aldrin wont be down for Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

that either. So, what if we shoot them with something containing mine and Aldrin’s blood. Like

tranquiliser darts”

“Yes, but we don’t know how many out there or how much blood they actually require to change back

and there are only three royal Fae and one is a child. I won’t have you become a dragon blood bag”

“Then we catch one” I tell him. He seems to think before kissing my head.

“We will figure something out” I nod.

“First we will see if this blood bank idea works first”

Silas taps my leg and I hop up letting him up, he chucks another log in the fireplace before turning to

look at me.

“Hungry?” He asks.

“No one is up, and I can’t cook very well?” I tell him.

“You can’t but I can” He says, holding his hand out to me. I place mine in his, letting him pull me to my

feet.

“Pancakes?”

“Anything as long as it doesn’t have cheese” He looks at me funny.

“I can’t handle the smell of it, made me sick yesterday”

“Nothing with cheese” He says, pulling me toward the kitchen. The lights were off in the kitchen, but

Silas seemed to find the lights and seemed to actually know his way around the kitchen considering, I

never saw him use before. Silas shows me how to make the batter and we make enough to feed the

castle we putting them in the bain-marie as we cook them.

“So, who taught you how to cook?’ I ask curious that a king has ever had to cook.

“A fae actually” He says, and he laughs at my shock.

“When?”

“Before the war, she was a stern woman. She liked this kingdom and asked to work here. She had a

mate that worked here”

“You know her granddaughter” He says shocking me.

“Who?” I only knew Marian other then the new Fae we discovered who were younger.

“Marian, her grandmother was lovely, that’s why I kept Marian around she reminds me of her”

“Does Marian know?” Silas nods, well that explains why he tolerates her better then most.

“Then why is she scared of you guys; she wouldn’t even look up at you, when I first come here”

“Because she follows orders and no eye contact was one of them, but now things have changed. I

actually like seeing the castle happy, our people happy. My second biggest regret is ruining what my

father built. He was hard man and didn’t approve of my mates, but he was good father and great king. I

ruined what he built”

“Marian knew my grandmother, she helped deliver me” I tell him, now Silas seemed shocked looking at

me.

“Huh, small world” He says. I agree, how strange we were all connected in some way without knowing

it.

“So, what’s your biggest regret then?” I ask curious if that was his second biggest, I was expecting him

to say the war and killing Blaire.

“What I have done to you” He says looking at me before looking back at the pancakes.

“I was actually expecting you to say the war” I tell him shocked. He shakes his head.

“I regret that, but without it, I never would have found you” He says.

Our conversation cutting off when some cooks walk in, they stop at the door, shock evident on their

faces at seeing Silas standing over the hot stove flipping pancakes while I cooked bacon and fried a

heap of tomato’s.

No one more shocked the Marian as she steps in, her mouth almost hitting the floor.

“Did you shit the bed or something?” She asks, shaking her head. Silas laughs a throaty laugh before

shaking his head. The cooks stepping in nervously wondering what to do.

We finish cooking turning everything off. “Help yourselves there is plenty here,” Silas says pointing to

the bain-marie.

“You made everyone breakfast?” Marian says eyeing him.

“What’s the catch, why are you in a good mood” She questions.

Silas lips turn up, “I can be nice Marian I’m not a complete jerk” he says, and she scoffs muttering

something. Silas obviously heard because he chuckled at whatever she said.

I grab the platter we made for Matitus and Dragus. Silas follows me upstairs.

Author note

Let me know what you think, also I may not be able to post tomorrow because I go in for surgery, but

will hopefully be able to update on thursday.