Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Seventy One

Elora’s POV

We had lunch then Silas lead me outside with Matitus and Dragus. Silas and Matitus started stripping

off their clothes and I pulled my coat off, the winter chill making me shiver, Dragus rubbed my arms

trying to warm me up. I only had a singlet on underneath and even though the sun was out, the breeze

was ice cold.

Matitus walks over to me butt naked the air around me, suddenly heating up and I know he is

manipulating the heat in the air.

“So, lets see them” Matitus says, looking at me expectantly.

“Um, I… Ah how?” I ask, not knowing what I am asking, which kind of sounds silly asking a dragon how

a Fae uses her wings. I didn’t do anything last time, the wings just happened and before I knew it they

were gone.

“You don’t know how to use them?” Matitus says with a chuckle. I shake my head was I expected to

know everything instantly, Sure they were apart of me. But this was a new to me as it was to them.

“Fine, fine we will just go and figure it out later” Matitus says before moving away from us and shifting.

Dragus walks up Matitus’s tail climbing between his big shoulders. Silas golden Dragon nudges me in

the belly with his snout playfully wanting me to climb on. Walking to his side, he drops to the ground

and I use his leg to climb up before sitting in between his shoulders. Both take off running before

spreading their batlike wings and jumping, their wings carrying them higher and higher towards the

clouds. I should have grabbed my cloak; I was covered in goosebumps by the time we got to the top

my teeth chattering loudly. They soar through the sky, their wings slicing through the clouds, as they

race and taunt each other, Dragus standing between Matitus shoulders looking quite content before he

suddenly looks at me a devious smile on his face. Both Silas and Matitus flying side by side and

slowing down.

“You want to know how I learnt to swim, Elora?” Dragus called over to me. My head snaps to him

wondering why he was talking about swimming; I feel Silas chest rumble like he is laughing.

“Yeah sure” I tell him.

“My father chucked me in the deep end and told me to kick”

“Okay? why are you telling me this?” I ask confused.

“Because that’s how where going to teach you to fly” Dragus says with a laugh. I stare at him

wondering what he meant when suddenly Silas spins so fast and I have nothing to hang onto.

I hear Dragus scream out to me. “Fly love, flap those wings” The air rushing past me as I plunge toward

the ground, the air whipping my skin as I scream. If I survive, I am going to fucking kill them.

Dragus Pov

Silas turns and I can’t help the laugh escaping me at her horrified face as she starts to fall. What better

way to learn then to fly then to fall? “Fly love, flap those wings” I call out to her as she screams. Matitus

chuckling underneath me. We watch as she continues to fall, falling through the clouds tumbling

towards the ground below.

“Any minute now” I tell them and Matitus chuckles underneath me. Silas eyes trained on her and he

starts dropping height.

“You sure this was a good idea?” Silas voice flitting through my head.

“She will be fine, what Fae can’t fly when they have wings” I tell him and his golden eyes flick to me.

She continued to fall at an alarming speed. I was quite impressed with her lung capacity; she could

really scream her heart out.

“She is still falling” Matitus says alarmed.

“Shit go get her, and we will try again” I scream over to Silas who dives down toward the ground.

“Going to be cutting it pretty close” Matitus says, his voice echoing in my head. I can’t watch my heart

pounding in my chest as she gets closer to the ground.

“He got her” Matitus says, and I let out a breath of relief, then hear her hoarse voice yelling profanities.

“Oh, she going to kill you” Matitus sings out through the link. Silas moving through the air back toward

us. Elora was ghostly pale almost green in colour.

“I’m going to fucking murder you, that wasn’t funny I could have fucking died”

“You’re alive” I announce before cringing away at the evil look she gave me.

“Practise makes perfect” I tell her.

“Don’t you fucking dare-” her words being cut off as Silas spins again, only this time she grabs hold of

his scales, digging her feet in.

“Nice try” Elora says triumphantly. Silas growls playfully throwing his head toward Matitus who nips his

neck.

Elora sticks her tongue out at me.

“Hey Silas” I call his head snapping to me, I smirk and Elora’s face snaps to mine and the look she

gave me, I was actually scared now to go back to the ground she was going eat me alive. Although I

wouldn’t mind the eating part.

“Torpedo” I say, and I can’t help the grin from ear to ear. Yep, she was going to kill me, I could think of

worse ways to go, I thought to myself. Silas chest rumbles and I could hear him laughing through the

mind link before he suddenly starts spinning really fast. Elora flying off through the air as she screams

before free falling toward the ground again.

“We are going to hell” Silas says with a chuckle.

“We are immortal” I remind him calling out to him over the wind.

“Yeah, but hell might be better then her wrath” Matitus retorts. He does have point, but I am her

favourite she won’t hate me long, I think to myself. I hear Matitus huff reading my thoughts.

Elora’s scream dying out suddenly and we all look down panicked before we notice her. Her wings like

a rainbow, the light glimmering through them as they spread out around her. Each one as long as her

body and truly magnificent, she was magnificent. She seems stunned just hovering in the air staring at

them amazed, she didn’t even get halfway this time. They remind me of looking through crystal,

completely clear with veins of purple like her magic, slivering through them. We all watch in awe,

amazed not believing she could be anymore beautiful. Well, until she looked up her eyes narrowing

and her lips pressing in a line.

“Does she look mad” I ask.

“She looks fucking pissed” Silas replies. She looked like the avenging angel of death. Her wings

moving alarmingly fast, so fast they resembled a rainbow around her.

“You’re on your own” Matitus says, his voice alarmed through the link.

“You can out fly her, she is newbie” I tell him.

“Yeah, doesn’t mean I want to cop it when we go home though” Silas growls ducking out of the way as Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

she burst through the cloud beneath us, her eyes on me. Matitus using his wings to hover in the same

spot, and I could feel his amusement through the bond.

“Hey Dragus, want to learn how to fly” She calls out.

“I’m good, I don’t have wings” I tell her, as she lands on Matitus, her wings folding behind her and

moving over his scales lightly as she stalks toward me. She truly looked beautiful even on a war path. I

walk step back and look over my shoulder and see Silas staring watching her. Her eyes goes to him

before flicking back to me her lips turning upwards and I could see she was quite amused at the

position I put myself in.

“It worked didn’t it, like you can fly now. No harm done” Her eyes burn purple flickering with her magic,

before she charges at me, I gasp as her arms wrap around my waist knocking me back with nothing to

land on but air. Wind rushing around me.

“Elora!!” I screech as I fall backwards. I hear her laugh and my heart pounds in my chest. She really did

it, she really tossed me off. Silas roars loudly, my arms flailing in the air as I scream falling to my death.

Relief hitting me when I see her dive down towards me, her wings tucked close to her body as she

dives, I reach my hand out toward her but instead she grabs my foot with both hands and her wings

open flapping fast while I remained dangled upside down.

“Don’t you drop me” I scream to her and she smiles letting go. I scream only to fall onto something hard

and scaled. Rolling over, I see Silas golden scales.

“She got you good” He says, and I could hear him laughing at me while I am trying to get my heart to

beat normally.

She leaves me alone after that, flying beside them or around them effortlessly like she always had

wings. Matitus and Silas chasing after her as she played with them, moving around them and ducking

underneath them as they tried to grab her with their talons.

The sun started going down, the temperature dropping further. Elora pouting when Silas tells her we

need to head back before she catches a cold. She was having to much fun to realise; how much she

was shivering and how cold her skin was. Silas lands and I jump off before he shifts back. Elora

dropping next to me, her wings folding and moving back into her skin.

She slaps me playfully and I wrap my arms around. “You’re freezing” I tell her kissing her shoulder, she

shivers at the contrast of her frozen skin and my hot body heat.

Silas walking over and taking her from me scooping her up, cradling her against his bare chest trying to

warm her as we walked toward the castle.

“We should have a talk about what to do with the dragon situation” Matitus says only loud enough for

me to hear as he falls into step with me. I nod, but first we need to know if it was her magic or her

blood, because If it was her blood. There was no way we are letting them near her and we sure as hell

ain’t letting her near them.

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