Chap 24
The royals ran to the window balcony and looked out as the large red dragon circled above.
King Rhys looked back at his son with disbelief. King John looked between them both then spoke to King Rhys with his hand on the man's arm to show there was no rebuke in his words.
"You had no idea?" he asked.
"No. Gods, Ianto was the quietest of the three children. My firstborn, had he lived to adulthood would have been the obvious choice for the Gods to favour. When the fevers took him in his fourth year we thought all was lost. Rhiannon came with yelling and bluster. More fire than we could have dreamed. Ianto was always so staid, quiet and shy. We thought he followed my wife's metal blood of the Hart family" King Rhys said as they approached the bed again. "His military service seemed to strengthen that opinion as his strength lay in brutality when cornered."
Ianto was sitting up and Jack was quietly telling him of the dragon. Ianto looked at his father with open confusion and Rhys nodded his truth to the words. A dragon had come.
"I must go meet my companion" Ianto demanded trying to rise from the bed.
Jack realised that Ianto would not rest and helped him to his feet. Rose grabbed a robe and helped Ianto put it on. A deep red velvet with long billowing sleeves that made Ianto look every bit the magician he had revealed himself to be.
Ianto flapped the sleeves at Jack who laughed and drew him into another kiss as the parents looked at each other with relief. The bond was complete.
As Jack led Ianto by the hand out onto the main balcony from the sitting room of their chambers a mighty cheer rose. Both men looked down with surprise at the people who had been waiting to catch a glimpse of the newly bonded and Ianto blushed prettily as Jack waved happily, drawing another cheer.
The dragon saw the men and left out a roar as she descended to perch on the edge of the balcony railing. Jack prayed to the Gods that the weight of the creature was not too much for the ancient castle but she seemed as light as air.
Ianto approached with awe, his hand held out to touch her scales. As he brushed his fingers softly over her face she trilled with pleasure. Many in the crowd fell to their knees and others saluted as their one true king was revealed. Jack smiled softly as his mate showed his magic at last.
His Majesty Ianto Harkness-Jones the One True King of the Three Isles turned to face his people and the flames in his eyes danced as his dragon bowed her head as well.
