Death of the Dragon
PART 3?
Told in Alanna's POV
I looked at the lifeless form of the Duke of Conte and frowned. Still something, I felt wasn't right. I knew it was right in killing Jon's cousin but there was a certain tension in the air as I walked up from the catacombs. I sniffed the air, smelling blood and rotting flesh my stomach churned. I fought the urge to vomit and glanced around the Hall of Crowns.
Jon leaned on a pillar, George talked with him and I looked around at what remained of the castle, two pillars had fallen and crushed people beneath them, walls had chipped and debris lay in scattered piles across the hall. I knew the damage would take a long time to rebuild, large puddles of crimson leaked from the bodies of those who had died.
I walked toward the king and baron, I knew they were trying to hide something from me, but I found out anyway as I looked at the forever unmoving body of the Shang warrior.
"Liam' I croaked, unable to moisten my paper-dry throat. First Thom, then Faithful, and now Liam. Who next would meet the Black God?
I tugged at his sleeve, willing for him to open his green eyes and tell me he was all right. But as my dry eyes gazed upon his chalk-white, stone-cold face I knew it was useless to hope for his return.
"He fought bravely' I heard Jon's voice behind me, distant and unreal
"Like a Dragon, 'e did' George replied.
I shook with rage and sadness, I then left to my rooms to pack, I would go to the desert and think this over, too much had happened all in one day.
--In the Southern Desert—
I sat in the sand. Eda Bell, the Shang Wildcat handed me a letter carefully I opened it and read.
As I read the letter, a lump rose in my throat. I clutched the letter, but my emotions took over and I collapsed on the sand in sobs.
Finally letting the weight lift from my heart and letting the Dragon go at last I looked at the sunset, red as blood. Its scarlet rays spilling over the desert, as a dark reminder of the bloodshed…
I then turned toward my tent, settling into my bedroll I drifted off to sleep thinking one thought:
"Innocent blood has been spilt today yet to be avenged…'
THE END
A/N: That's the End! Hope you liked it!
Fare thee well,
- AnimalWriter1