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Chapter Four

Death for Thought

Vione, Dilandau's throne room

"HOW THE HELL DID A GIRL GET AWAY FROM YOU BOY?!" Dilandau screamed at Dak, who stood attention. He was pissed. He was beyond that even, and Dak was scared. He hadn't realized how strong and cunning the girl was. She had taken advantage of him..."DID YOU HEAR ME? I ASKED YOU A QUESTION! ANSWER ME!" Dilandau grabbed the collar of Dak's uniform and threw him against the back wall.

"She...she's..." he tried, only to have Dilandau cut him off.

"She's a what Dak?" He asked in a silky sinister voice, that chilled Dak down to the bone. He was trying, but it was hard, his vocal cords had been damaged. Not badly but bad enough that it made speaking difficult.

"The girl...she's...a...she's a Draconian sir." Dilandau's face paled and he sank down into his throne.

"Go...get out of here now. All of you." The other Ryuugekitai bowed low and filed out of the room. Chesta and Guimel helped Dak to his feet and led him out as well. "Not another one...not now...DAMN! DAMN IT ALL!"

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Vione, hallway outside Dilandau's throne room, Dak's quarters

"Dak? Are you allright? Seriously, Dilandau doesn't usually..." Shesta tried.

"I'm fine Shesta." The older boy croaked, and stalked off to his room. The beating from Dilandau had been too much...being a Ryuugekitai didn't seem as great as it once had. He had disobeyed Dilandau, let a girl beat him and to top it off he was a traitor to everyone he had ever known. Life...it wasn't that precious to him as it once was...it was too easily disposable. Dak fashioned a noose out of the black silk sheets from his bed. Curse them all. He would die here and now.