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The thing is… that I have this really great friend who is an amazing writer and I would like to impress her. I hope that after seeing my story when its finish and a beta has worked her/his magic, she will take me seriously when I encourage her to publish. I am just, what I call a storyteller. My head is filled with stories, but I can't spell and I can't do grammar not even in my own language so writer isn't in the cards for me. But she is a writer.
A writer who needs to get out into the world.
So I dedicate this story to her.
My friend from kindergarten.
Ohhh and one of you asked what happened to Charlie and what he will do. Don't worry we will hear about Charlie (Harli) but it's much later on. Right now the focus is Isabela and the dragon king Eward.
The dragon of my heart chapter 3:
You are maybe one of those who thinks that humans, especially human females of a particular age are the biggest gossipers you could ever be so unlucky to meet. Some would even call them hags, but this would be a huge mistake and a misperception.
There isn't a being in this world that is more into gossip, rumors and nonsense then dragons. Yes, they are noble creatures who can become over 800 years old and very wise.
But the thing is. If you live for so many years life can become a bit boring, so dragons often tried to put a bit of pep in to their existents and the princes of the east kingdom was no exception.
Right now the youngest of only 90 years, a mere boy turning into manhood, was balancing on the rooftop of the lower stables together with what looked like a young girl right behind him. This would maybe not be such a special sight if not, also on the roof top behind them, prince Emnet was running with flames in his hair shouting;
"You have disfigured me!"
"The ladies of the kingdom will tear of your heads for this crime against all that is beautiful and good in this world."
"Come back you brats so I can drown you in the horrible wet water that I now have to put my head in and so save others from this foul fate, that now has fallen upon me."
Why the prince hadn't put out the fire before he took pursuits after his younger brother, the old stable master who looked up from the doorway couldn't guess.
"Those dragon brothers. They aren't right mannered if you ask an old man like me," he mumbled. "The only sensible of the whole lot is the High King and lucky for that."
To himself just the thought of the possibility that it had been of one others who had hatched first made the old man shudder. All the chaos there would be. But luckily the Gods had granted King Eward a sensible and cleaver mind.
A true king of both dragons and humans who lived in the kingdom to the east that he was, the old man acknowledged while he turned around and went back inside the stable.
She wasn't home that's for sure.
When Isabela finally opened her eyes a magnificent sight lay before her.
Big green mountains as far as the eye could see.
They definitely weren't in her home country or somewhere nearby.
Her country, 'Anmark' was as flat as a country could get, filled with big green forests and farming fields.
Naturally she had heard of mountains further up north but the old men at the annually market never described them like this.
Here the mountains were fertile and green and it looked like a green blanket was covering the mountains from top to bottom.
"Is this your home?", she asked but the dragon didn't reply.
She wondered if it actually hadn't heard her or if it just didn't bothered to answer her.
This dragon seems to be synonym to the word, 'Arrogant', Isabela concluded.
Just the way he talks, makes my blood boil.
Like: "Listen child. You bear my mark on your skin."
"Our soul has joined and so has our fates."
"You are mine until you die so rest now and tomorrow we will reach my home."
Who talks like that? Well arrogant creatures like dragons, apparently that's who.
After enjoying the view for several hours Isabela needed a break. Her legs were getting numb and she was cold.
"Uh, Mr. Dragon…Sir Dragon Eeewat.. Ewao..Ewarde?… uh I mean King Ewarde can't we take a break?"
"We have been flying for hours and hours without eating or drinking.
"It's getting late and…", she stopped mid-sentence because the speed suddenly increased.
So he can hear me. He just doesn't give a dragonshit!
"HEY, DRAGON, the human on your back needs a break."
" What about giving her one?"
The dragon just continued to move thought the air almost like it was water. It reminded her of the beings she once watch her only time at the sea.
But it wasn't a lie, she was actually beginning to need a human moment. Like right now!
"HEY. D.R.A.G.O.N!"
"I need to take a second to relieve myself."
"You know going on nature's behalf," Isabela shouted as loudly she could, but there was no response from the dragon.
"Okay, if you don't put me down right now I will pee on you."
"Do you hear me?"
" PEE ON YOU!"
When she didn't get any reaction Isabela couldn't stop thinking;
"Well, then I just have to show him that I mean business… I guess."
Eward did hear the little human rant away about a break. He had superior hearing after all.
But he didn't want to slow down. He wanted to go home as soon as possible.
He wasn't breaking the wind or making a jump, for the sole reason that she wasn't practiced in it yet.
This kind of flying was much more hard on him and it took a bit longer, but event so after the circumstances he was making excellent speed and if they continued they would be home during the night before the morning sun.
Without jump-flying this would be an all-time record even for him. Yes, he was definitely a dragon in his prime.
Wait was he? Was he getting wet?
Dragons hated getting wet. They liked sand. It cleaned so well behind their scales.
Where was the rain coming from? He couldn't fly over the clouds because of the human so…WAIT!
"D.I.D Y.O.U URINATE on ME!" He roared.
"I did warn you but you didn't listen," she replied.
"I needed a human moment, but NOOO the almighty E-FART of kingdom whatever didn't want to.
"Don't you think about it, you will dry of soon." She said while laughing.
She…she, a low human had marked him like the city's dogs marks their territory. He wasn't a bush or a tree.
What was wrong with that human?
He knew what he had to do but it didn't sit well with him. He had to find a lake.
Isabela registered that the altitude changed and they landed at a lake.
He just shook her of him, so she was flying through the air before she even noticed it. Luckily she landed softly in high grass next to the lakeside.
The dragon was nowhere in sight. The only thing she could see was his pack which he had left behind.
"Where is he?", Isabela thought out loud while scouting the lake.
She couldn't see the dragon anywhere.
She then decide to make ready for a fire and see if there was any edible in that bag of his. With a big effort she found enough firewood and a small fish from the lake was now cooking on a rock in the fire.
Isabela then took time to go down and clean herself and her undergarments. Those she put over a bush close to the fire.
Where had that dragon gone to?
She guessed that he would be back because he had left his pack behind but you never knew.
When the sun was coming down behind the lake Isabela was sitting comfortably eating her fish.
Then she suddenly saw a head emerging from the water a bit out into the lake.
It was him.
Again she was stunned by the beauty of him.
He continued to emerge from the water and she was beginning to panic when she realized that the only thing that covered him, was the water running down his marvel of a body.
She just couldn't look away. Her eyes were glued to his body.
A drop of water fell from his hair down on this upper thorax. It continued its way down over his hard muscles, then over his abdomen and then down in his...
Ohh. Don't look Isabela. Don't look further down, girl. She had never seen a completely stark naked man before but she did now.
She had followed the drop of water all the way down.
ALL the way!
And she then realized that if all men looked like that underneath their clothes, than she really had been missing out.
"They don't." "I am on of a kind."
"Special in every way, also that way," he said with a smirk on his face and a sparkle in his eyes when he passed her.
She felt her whole face turning red.
Oh Darn, she had said that out loud. She turned around but that was a mistake.
Now his perfectly rounded backside was right in her view.
"Darn, Darn, and Bugger me poop."
The girl certainly hadn't seen a naked man before human or wamp.
Well she better get used to it sooner than later. Dragons had a tendency to run around naked.
They just didn't look at nakedness the same way since when they were in dragon form they were naked all the time.
They tried to be a bit more modest in wamp-form but it did happen that you would find dragons coming down from the mountain completely naked.
The human inhabitants in the city knew if a gorgeous almost over-worldly male or female was walking around the street naked then it was a dragon in wamp-form who had forgotten to take on clothes and didn't think twice about it.
Eward had been very angry when he took to the lake and after a long time in the horrible water his mood had turned even fouler.
She was lucky that he in that moment felt pity for the human child and decided to ignore the whole peeing incident. An incident he hoped his brothers never would find out about.
He could feel her staring at his backside.
Well maybe not a child. No, she was definitely not a child any more.
But she was an innocent that was undeniably.
It was a growing awareness he had seen in her face when he passed by her. The look a young girl gets when she begins her way into womanhood.
"If that's the level of the profanity you know, you will be eaten alive by the other squires at the academy."
"You better toughen up girl if you want to make it."
Thank the Gods; he finally had some clothes on. Not that it helped when he turned around facing her. Weren't those pants a bit too tight?
"Sit down, girl."
"We will stay here for the night since you decided to delay us."
"The academy," he began to explain, "has little over 200 students divided into 3 years." "After graduation then there are 3 years as a squire and then if the king and the squires Lord Dragon allow it he or she then becomes a knight."
"It will be approximately the same for you, female"
"Are they all humans like me? Isabela curiously asked.
"Not a lot of them, No."
"Most of the dragon-riders are dragons themselves," Eward replied.
He could see that she was almost bursting with questions but didn't want to show it. GOOD.
She needed to be able to hide her feelings if she were to be successful at the academy with no family to back her up.
"How can that be?
"How can a dragon-ride a dragon," it finally rushed out of Isabela.
"A dragon is hatched from an egg but he is hatch in his wamp-form."
"The hatching can't shift into his higher form as dragons until he comes of age, you see"
"What do you mean by come of age?"
"A dragon comes of age when he is around 120-130 years old."
"Then his body stops aging."
"He will in his wamp-form look like a human man around 28-33years old but then again more brilliant of course."
"You say 'he' all the time. Isn't there any female dragons at the academy?" she asked ignoring the arrogance in his statement about the brilliance of dragon males.
"Of course there is."
"There aren't beings more beautiful and ingenious in this world then the female dragons, that I can promise you," he stated.
Isabela's mind was filled with many more questions and thoughts.
Maybe her dream of becoming a fighter would be able to come true after all. Poor Harli.
Her father 'Harli' must have come back by now and found out she where missing. He would properly conclude that she had been eaten, like the pigs.
"So if I stay at the academy, I am not saying I am going to, but if I do."
"Then what is going to happen with me?"
Then with a bit lower voice she said, "Will I ever see my father again?"
"You will be enrolled in the program together with the others."
"You are a bit behind but nothing we can't fix with extra tutoring."
"Word will be sent to you father of your whereabouts when we reaches the city and you will see him one day if you survive of couse," Eward replied with no show of emotions.
"Now sleep!"
So that's what she did.
She fell asleep.
Inspiration:
In this chapter I was in general inspired by G.A Aiken who has the BEST dragon series ever! Read it if you are a dragon lover. I like the way the dragons speak, are arrogant and are nasty to each other. They are always fighting, drinking or yelling at each other. Emnets monologue on the rooftop is inspired from a scene in one of her books, where one of the dragons had been blinded as a child by his siblings who threw him in a volcano. The way that dragon talk just make me laugh each time I read it. They are so arrogant and talk strange. I love it.
Keyley Cole is also SO cool. I am inspired by the bad language that the Valkyrie has in her stories. I just love the whole strong and independent women theme
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