Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Sixty Two

Elora’s POV

It worked, the curse on the Fae was broken. What I wasn’t prepared for was the searing pain radiating

through my back when I woke. My death was peaceful and with it, I felt my mates drop, their link to me

severing only to renewed stronger. I could feel them on an entirely different level, Matitus and Silas

stronger though. It is hard to explain but maybe it was because they already bare my mark.

Waking up, was a strange feeling like I had been holding breath, and I suddenly had to force myself to

breathe. But the pain in my lungs was nothing compared to the pain radiating from between my

shoulder blades. The sort of pain where you would rather death, my spine felt like it was be rearranged.

It was all I could focus on as I clawed at it trying to get it stop. When I felt something within me snap,

like when an elastic band reaches it limit, the force of my magic bursting made me scream before I felt

a violent rush leave me, the pain in my back leaving me breathless before it suddenly stopped. I could

feel the warmth of my blood trickling down my back and something else, something I had never felt

before. Looking over my shoulder I gasp at what I see. I had wings.

Fae used to have wings, my grandmother didn’t even have wings, but I heard stories of what they

represent from her. Only the blessed were granted them. Those that possessed them, were considered

gifted or had made our gods proud through a good deed. Only those blessed by the fates and of a royal

blood line carried wings. The last Fae on record to possess wings was the king of Fae. My

grandmothers great grandfather was the last known royal to be granted wings by our ancestors.

So, it was shocking to me that I was blessed with them. I had done nothing remarkable I didn’t think.

They were beautiful and, crystal-like and light but so strong. I could feel my magic flowing within them,

feel the power I possessed. I was so awe struck by them I hadn’t realised what was going on around

me until I heard Claire’s little voice. “The Queen of Draquin has been reborn”

That’s when I noticed them, looking out at the crowd I almost cried at the sight before me, glowing

brightly back at me were my people, Fae the silver light in their eyes left no doubt. We weren’t extinct,

Fae survived just like I believed, hiding in the shadows like had. We had survived. The crowd moving,

letting them through. Around a hundred Fae moved forward out of the crowd stepping before me.

Silver eyes glowing with excitement and also another set of eyes, ones I had only heard of because

they were the eyes only given to those of noble blood. Dazzling Aqua eyes stepped forward and I knew

instantly that some of the royal families survived, those my family ruled alongside of. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

The man stepped forward and I got to my feet, his blonde hair tied into a ponytail. Looking at him he

carried himself a certain way that oozed authority, even after decades of failure he was proud to be

Fae, proud to be royal. What shocked me was when he stepped forward and dropped in front me on

one knee.

The Dragon kings stepping beside me, although they looked like they were still recovering from what

happened yet that didn’t stop their jealousy of a man being near what is theirs.

“My queen, I am Aldrin of the Royal bloodline of Helcate” He says bowing his head slightly.

“I know my lord; please rise you don’t need to bow for me” I tell him a little embarrassed that he did. He

shakes his head.

“Our families have ruled beside each other before the war, we all owe you a great amount for what you

have just blessed us with, for what you have returned to us” He says.

Silas growled stepping forward at his words. Aldrin puts up his hands in surrender and I could tell he

meant no harm, no insult to the Kings I just hoped Silas could see that.

“Forgive me my lords, I am not here to take your mate. This isn’t me coming forward and asking her

hand, I know she has mates and I have my own” He says and Silas growls before Matitus steps

forward.

“Then what are you doing then Fae” He asks looking out at the crowd I could feel their shock, they truly

felt they eradicated my kind.

Another Fae steps forward with a child. The woman was a common Fae but the child in her arms was

no doubt of the royal blood of Helcate.

“This is my wife, Talia and my son Aldo” I nod when suddenly she drops to one knee, I try to get her to

stand embarrassed that everyone thought they need to bow to me, we are the same.

“Please don’t bow” I tell her, but she shakes her head when suddenly everyone takes a knee, like wave

the entire crowd even the humans bow down making me gasp. When I hear Aldrin voice echo through

the night, his voice melodious and clear.

“I Aldrin royal blood Of Helcate, pledge allegiance, to Elora Aziza Queen of the Draquin kingdom and

Queen of the Fae” He says making me stumble back slightly shocked.

The entire crowd in a collective murmur speaking. “We pledge Alliance to our Queen Elora Aziza

Queen of the Draquin kingdom.

“You want me to rule?” I asked shocked.

“You are the rightful heir those wings on your back prove it, you were born for this. Blessed with gifts

bestowed by our ancestors, you blessed us and who better to know the struggle of the kingdom better

than a Queen who lived through it” Aldrin tells me.

“But this isn’t my kingdom, this kingdom belongs to the Dragon kings” I tell him.

“Where ever you go we will follow my Queen, whether it be here or somewhere else, we promise to

remain loyal to the Aziza bloodline. You sacrificed your life for your people and the people of this

kingdom” He says and I see the entire crowd agree.

Silas growls but no one moves.

“I will not hand my kingdom over to the Fae, this is my kingdom. Fae started the war” He says stepping

forward when Matitus grabs his arm.

“You’re right my king but she ended it” Aldrin tells him, “either way she is your mate is she not, or were

you keeping her against her will?”

I had to give Aldrin one thing he was brave standing up to a Dragon, yet his stare was unwavering, he

held no fear and had faith that I wouldn’t allow Silas to kill him for speaking out. He was right I wasn’t

going to let my people down even if it is against my own mates. I have sacrificed enough and so have

the Fae, so has this kingdom.

Dragus walks over to Aldrin and I thought at first, he was going to do something, and I stepped forward

my magic on ready on the surface, I was willing to protect Aldrin and the rest if needed. But Dragus

didn’t do anything. Instead, he dropped to his knee alongside him before suddenly Matitus joined him.

Two majestic Dragons bowing for a Fae, for someone lower on the food chain.

“I king of Draquin pledge allegiance to my Queen, Elora Aziza the Queen of Draquin and promise to

rule alongside her for as long as she will have me” Dragus spoke, his eyes not leaving mine before

Matitus announced the same thing. Tears springing in my eyes, they would give up their kingdom for

me, just to keep me by their side, they would sacrifice their kingdom for me and the people in it.

Everyone looked to Silas and I could feel his burning anger through the bond, he felt betrayed. Felt like

I took his kingdom from him. That betrayal only worsened when he felt Matitus and Dragus agree to it.

“You would hand our kingdom over to the FAE” He bellowed.

“No, I hand our kingdom over to our mate” Matitus answers.

Silas roars the dragon part of him coming forward, his entire body trembling. Yet I remain calm turning

toward him. “This was supposed to break the curse on the Dragons, not turn my mates against me, not

bring about all this” He yells at me.

“This is my kingdom. I will not bow down to the Fae”

When I say nothing, he turns on his heels storming away.

**Author Note**

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