Chosen By The Dragon Kings

Ninety

Elora’s POV

1 month later

I hadn’t seen him in a month, I barely left the room. I couldn’t stand the thought of crossing his path.

Couldn’t bare to look at him. Abigail offered to try and fix my wings, constantly offering, knowing it

caused me pain. But as I watched her belly grow more and more each day, I couldn’t ask that of her,

she was tired enough just like me. Exhaustion beyond anything I could imagine, the nights growing

longer with every day that passed as I tossed and turned trying to get comfortable, trying to forget

everything that was Silas.

The bond truly was a curse and if I could make it end, I would have in my weakest moments but then

thinking of Matitus and Dragus knowing how much it would hurt them if I did, I couldn’t bring myself to

do it, couldn’t bring myself to give up my magic and save myself from the destruction that he is.

We held funerals for the dead, I even asked Dragus to retrieve his father, I never went. The only one I

went to was Marian’s. I still couldn’t believe she was dead, I was just glad she got to see the kingdom

coming together before she died. Thankful to have been granted the memories of knowing her.

Matitus barely leaves my side and if he does Dragus is here, memories of everything he has ever done

haunting me. I knew he felt guilty, yet I couldn’t bring myself to forgive him not this time, how do you

forgive someone that threatened to take your child away and throw you away like you meant nothing to

them. Sitting up when the door opens, I look nervously to it, fearful he was going to come in. Letting out

the breath I was holding when I see Matitus walk in, he was only gone for a few minutes but it was long

enough for my mind to scare me into thinking her was going to come and rip my baby from my womb.

That fear keeps Dragus awake of a night, I can’t sleep knowing he could walk in at anytime, Dragus

can’t sleep because he can feel my anxiety of it, though he assures me Silas wouldn’t after everything,

I wouldn’t put it past him.

“I brought you some tea” Matitus says placing the cup down on the bedside table before helping me sit

up better, I only had a few weeks to go, the baby inside me rapidly growing more each day sucking the

energy I do muster right out me.

Matitus hands me the cup before laying beside me on the cramped bed. Silas told them we could have

the bedroom upstairs, but I refused, I didn’t expect them to stay with me, but they still did. I know they

were as uncomfortable as I am in this room. But knowing Silas would be walking in out randomly made

me refuse the offer.

“We should go for a walk” Matitus says staring at the ceiling. I shake my head sitting against the

headboard.

“Please Love, I can’t keep sitting in this room doing nothing” He says rolling on his side and rubbing my

huge belly.

“I won’t let him touch you, he won’t even see you, he is doing stuff in the city, just one lap around the

castle grounds” he says.

I sip my tea, outside would be good, would help my magic heal me but the idea of going out there in the

cold also didn’t seem to be all that appealing either, this baby sitting on my bladder constantly giving

me the urge to pee, was bad enough without the cold making that urge worse.

“Where is Dragus?” I ask changing the topic. He sighs rolling back on his back while playing with a

piece of my hair that fell on him, twirling it around his finger.

“He is with Pluto in the stables” He answers.

“What is he doing in there?” I ask.

“Building a crib, well making one anyway” He answers looking up at me. Building a crib for the baby I

don’t get to keep, the baby he will take when Its born.

“Don’t think like that Elora, I don’t think he will go through with it” Matitus says.

“Well then you don’t know him, do you?” I retort. They think I am blinded to the hate I feel through the

bond, he hates me, though I can tell he loves me, his hate is what he hangs onto, his hate is what will

make him do it.

“We can go look at it, Dragus said it was nearly done” He says looking up at me, hopeful.

“You’re sure he isn’t on the castle grounds?”

“Positive Dakari is with him”

“One lap then we come back” I tell him. He nods getting off the bed and pulling me up, getting off the

bed was hardest, I looked like an old lady swinging my legs trying to get up a enough momentum to

push my weight up.

“You should put something warm on, it’s cold out today” He hands me my jump I tug it on over my head

and it wont go past my boobs, I huff while Matitus looks amused as I try pulling it off only to get stuck.

He chuckles before pulling it off.

“Wait here I will go get one of mine” He says darting out of the room and closing the door. I waddle over

to my slippers, sliding my feet in them just as Matitus returns with one of his jumpers. I chuck it on

before following him out the door. My heart racing in my chest as I walk down the corridor.

“Calm down, he isn’t here Love” He says pulling on my hand gently toward the front door. We stop at

the doors and I sit on the bench seat. Matitus placing some socks on my feet from the basket on the

shelf above my head. I then stuff my feet in my boots trying to reach the laces before Matitus does

them up. Getting up he opens the door, the light making me squint as I wait for my eyes to adjust to the

brightness. Not much light comes in the room, in the room I feel like I am in my own little bubble,

nestled away with just the fireplace and my books to keep me sane.

The air instantly making me shiver as I walk down the few steps in front of it.

“Ah I need to pee, see exactly why this was a bad idea” I tell him about to turn back around.

“Hold it, I know as soon as you go back in you will refuse to come back out” He says tugging my hand. I

could see the city through the gates, the street directly in front the castle was the worst hit in the attack,

but looking at it now, you would never have though just a month ago it was destroyed, looking better

than it ever has now with its fresh rooftops on the building and fresh paint, the signs on the business

been replaced with new ones.

“Dakari has been busy with Pluto and Dragus” I state looking through the gates.

“Mostly Silas and Dakari, every morning Silas hauls him out to do stuff, Abigail has been getting quite

angry about it because he can never spend time with her” Matitus tells me. I wondered why Abbie

didn’t tell me herself.

“She didn’t want you to worry” Matitus says answering my thoughts.

“Come you should see the stables, Pluto cleaned them right up, he also caught and broke in three

more” He says excitedly tugging me toward them.

Matitus opens the huge doors letting me squeeze inside. The smell of hay and dirt hitting my nose

along with the smell of lacquered wood.

Matitus was right, there were more horses, all in there nice clean stalls, I walk past a black one and find

Pluto brushing it. He looks up a smile gracing his face that now didn’t look so gaunt, his eyes no longer

sunken into his face as he had gained weight and looked healthier than he had when I last saw him.

“My Queen” He says bowing his head.

“you don’t need to call me that” I tell him. He shakes his head.

“You will always be my Queen, I will only take a knee for you” He says.

Matitus hand touches the back of my neck making me look up and he nods toward the back. I follow

him to find Dragus completely covered in saw dust, the ground coated in it as well, it was sticking in his

hair which had turned the same colour.

He looks up as we enter before doing a double take.

“You got her out of the room” He says smiling at Matitus putting done some tool he had in his hand and

hopping up from his chair.

He goes to hug me but then stop realising he is coated in dust instead pecking my head softly before

stepping back and I look at the table he was working at, finding little wooden figurines. I pick one up it

was a fairy.

“What this?” I ask wondering why he was making Fairy ornaments when I notice another three

ornaments, but they were 2 dragons and a werewolf instead, they were incredibly detailed they even

had eyes and facial features, the werewolf even had fur detail it in it.

“Did you make all these?” I ask looking up at him, he nods.

“I was making a mobile to hang above the cradle, wanna see it?” He asks and I could feel his This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

excitement of showing me. I nod following him over to the far wall, he removes a sheet and I see a

Cradle, the top of the cradle had blossoms carved into the wood the sides instead of straight wood

were twisted and carved like vines just like my Fae marking that covered my side.

“You did all this by yourself?” I ask shocked at the craftmanship.

“You like it?” He asks and I could tell now he was worried I didn’t. I smile.

“Love it, I just can’t believe you made it” I tell him, running my fingers over the wood which was smooth.

“It should be finished in a few more days” He says covering it back over.

“I would hug you but your covered in dust” I tell him, the particles in the air making me want to sneeze.

The doors open at the front of the stables making me look down toward the front, Silas walks in with

Dakari carrying tools, they were talking before he looks up seeing me.

“You said he wouldn’t be here” I tell Matitus looking up at him when Silas starts walking down toward

us, the feeling through the bond of his had made me nervous when I realise it wasn’t my nerves but his.

He stops staring down at me, his eyes trailing over my body stopping on my belly. He steps forward

and I step back away from him and he drops his hand. His jaw clenching before his eyes dart to mine.

“You look good” He says but I look away moving over to Dragus and away from him.

“Elora” he says making me look at him.

“Save it Silas I don’t want to hear it, just leave please” I tell him. His eyes flicker before he looks to

Matitus who nods toward the door. Silas looks back at me before turning on his heel and walking out.

Matitus walks over draping his arm over my shoulder before kissing my head.

“He meant you no harm Lora”

“I don’t care I hate him” I tell him, saying the words stung, hearing them out loud. But I did. I hated him

for everything he has done.

“I want to go back” I tell them before walking toward the doors heading back to the castle.

Author Note

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