Chapter 285:
Arthur's Point of View
Deep Forest
Kandma chuckled as my form dropped. "Understandable. However, we will have to continue this at another ti." She observed our surroundings. "This place is no longer safe. If not for your aid, this might've been my downfall. Your energy was quite the boon in this fight."
"They were here for anyway. It was the least I could do."
"Regardless, thank you. We will et again, my friend." She told before she bumped lightly with her snout. "After all, I have a part of inside you now."
"That sounded far worse than you ant it to." She rely smirked in response, and I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry about this, Kandma. I'll be back again."
The bear shook her head. "Don't be. Both of us have questions that can be answered later. It was nice seeing you again. Just be careful about that energy of yours." She told as she turned away. "I know it affects your ntal state, and you already appeared to be in a rather volatile mindset when you arrived."
Nodding in understanding, I replied. "I know, but there's nothing I can do about it." Looking up to her, my hand rested on her leg. "Can we please just talk? After all this ti, it's nice to speak freely about most things. Soone who actually knows ."
"Be at peace, Mordred. For we have once again reconnected. I can find you anywhere, and you can summon ." Kandma started to leave as I landed on the destroyed ground. "You can find , and I can summon you. No longer will we be apart because of circumstance. If either of us is in danger, the other will know. We will et again soon, but for now, we must part lest those wolves return."
Part of wanted to follow her. Yet, I knew getting out of the forest would be smarter. I wasn't running on empty, but my eyes were heavy along with my body. Gazing at her shrinking form, it wasn't until I could no longer see her over the trees that I decided to head ho.
Opening a portal to my house, a few Dragons greeted . All of them looked at in surprise. Now in the living room, surrounded by Dragons, I sat on my couch. Many of them glared at from my sudden appearance, while others shied away. It wasn't until I looked down at my arms and saw the blood from the wolves evaporating into mist.
"Why not use the door?" A Dragon inquired. "We don't like magic."
I rolled my eyes at that as I examined one of my hands more closely. "You are fucking made of magic. Hate yourself and leave out of it."
"You-" He tried, but I quickly cut him off.
"This is my ho. If you don't like it," He seed to pale as I glared at him along with my eyes activating. "Fuck off." The Dragon backed away, and I scowled across the room. "You're guests here, but I'm not in a good mood, so don't push ."
"All of you!" Dryritt suddenly appeared in the hall, hunched over. "Leave!" He ordered before gesturing to the door. "Go ho." Ca the Dragon's softer response.
They protested, but I paid no mind. They filed out as ordered, and I was left with an old lizard who looked at with pity in his eyes.
Greigh's Point of View
Pendragon Estate
Ziah and I headed to Pendragon Estate. On our way, we saw the handful of Dragons flying off. We looked at each other before we landed in the courtyard. They had all flown off, but I didn't see the representative. Gesturing to the front door, Ziah nodded as we wanted to make sure they weren't doing anything inappropriate to Arthur's ho.
"What happened to you?" Dryritt's voice cut in from the hallway on the other side.
"I'm not in the mood, Dryritt." The General replied, annoyed.
"You were a legend. My son told stories about your victories! About how you single-handedly defeated the Demon Generals of old and freed him along with many other Dragons."
"I'm sorry I don't live up to the legends your people have of ." Arthur's voice cut in before he scoffed. "Most of them don't even rember ."
"They are young. Many of your tales are still known by those of us who were there when it happened. When word of the Volcanic Curtain had been compromised to the cleansing of the Great Forest, from the birth of Klasteris to a strange man becoming King of Lestrania," Dryritt replied. "You are a King, Mordred." My eyes slamd open at that. "The rightful King of Lestrania and its people."
My head whipped to Ziah, who started to move, but I quickly grabbed her and covered her mouth. Her eyes shifted to as I held her tight. Slowly, I shook my head, and just as slowly, released her. Bringing a finger to my mouth, she gestured wildly to the door, and I firmly shook my head before gesturing for her to stay.
Nervously, she agreed, and we moved back toward the door. "You're no re fairytale. You're a living legend."
Arthur bitterly replied. "I'm a man with his own agenda. Legend, fairytale, king, knight. All of these are just fancy words, Dryritt. They an nothing."
"They ant sothing to my son!" The Dragon stated in a raised voice. "They ant sothing to every one of us who believed in you. They ant sothing to Aurora."
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