Marys face hardened. Were being invaded?
Yes, my liege, the Shadows mber said. It seems as if the other empires have been plotting this for an extrely long ti. Knowing that the nobles in charge of our lands have co to attend your banquet, leaving their territories without a true leader, theyve concluded that its the perfect ti to attack.
Mary stood up and drew her sword. Shall I personally pay a visit to their palaces? Ive left them alone because Uncle told they were vital for our empires survival, but this is how they treat my goodwill?
Is it just , or does Mary have a problem? Vur asked Alora before taking her cake.
H-hey! I was in the middle of eating that! Alora could only say a sentence in protest before the cake disappeared into Vurs mouth. She sighed. What do you an by problem? If by problem you an only giving a single slice of cake to dragons, then yes, she has a very big problem.
No, not that, Vur said after swallowing. But that is a problem too. He nodded. Its weird. Sotis, Mary acts like an adult.
I am an adult! Mary said and slamd her hand against the table, breaking it in half. This is the banquet for my twentieth birthday, you big dumb dumby.
Vur stared at Mary with a blank expression. Then he turned towards Tafel. Tafel nodded. Were adults too, Vur.
Vur furrowed his brow and squinted his eyes. Then he shrugged and pulled the plate that Tafels cake was on towards himself and out of Aloras grip.
The Shadows mber cleared his throat. My liege, he said. What will you do?
Ill go straight to their palaces and take those backstabbers heads, Mary said and raised her sword towards the gap in her armor. But before she could, a deep voice echoed through the dining room.
Youre not going to do that.
The door swung open, revealing a bald man with green eyes. Mary froze. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers, and a shiver ran down her spine as she took a step back, stumbling against her chair and falling over onto her butt. U-U-Uncle. Her sword fell out of her hand, and an audible gulp resounded through the room as her throat bobbed. You.
A wide smile blood on Zyocuhs face. He stepped into the room and spread his arms out to the side as if he were waiting for a hug. Did you miss , my dear niece?
The Shadows mber disappeared and reappeared by Zyocuhs feet. His clothed forehead touched the ground. My liege.
Zyocuh frowned and lowered his arms before sweeping his gaze over the room. Where are the rest?
They fled after an incident.
What
Is this your dead uncle? Vur asked, his voice echoing through the mostly silent room. He frowned at Mary, who was trembling and hugging her knees while staring at the ground. He turned back towards Zyocuh. He looks very alive. Vur waved towards the table that Alice and Mr. Skelly were sitting at. You should ask him how he got his body back, Mr. Skelly.
And you must be the dragon boy, Zyocuh said and narrowed his eyes at Vur. I saw what you did to my niece earlier. The disgusting scent of a dragon is easy to sll from even miles away.
Vur tilted his head. I think your nose is broken. Dragons sll very nice. He hesitated and snuck a glance at Alora before blinking at Zyocuh. Unless they fart in their sleep.
Alora looked around and pointed at herself. Vur totally glanced at just now when he said that, right? Am I the only one who saw that?
Youre imagining things, Tafel said.
Thats right, Emile said and jumped onto the broken table. Dragons always sll bad, dumb lizard. He withered when Vur glared at him. Except Vur since Tafels phoenixy scent rubs off of him when they sleep together.
Emile squawked as Susan dragged him off the table and into a corner of the room.
Zyocuh cleared his throat and gave Vur a faint smile. I dont know why dragons chose to imprint you, but quite frankly, I loathe dragons. You can thank them for whats going to happen.
Whats going to? Vur paused mid-question and lowered his head. A red line spiraled out of his bellybutton on his skin. A single red paw reached out of his stomach and extended its claws. The furry paw flattened and expanded, taking on the shape of a door connected to Vurs bellybutton by a cord. The door swung open, revealing a green pasture with a sunny sky. A pink, egg-shaped object was hopping about amongst the flowers inside.
Tafels eyes widened. Whats
Before Tafel could finish her sentence, Zyocuh burst out into laughter as hundreds of thousands of red lights flew out of his body and into the pasture through the red doorway. Everyone in the room shielded their eyes and retreated from the sudden wave of heat coming off of them. When the light stopped streaming from Zyocuhs body, the door slamd shut and shrank back into the shape of a claw before sinking into Vurs stomach, the red spiral on his belly disappearing. With a muffled groan, Vur collapsed onto his knees, then fell forward onto his face.
Vur! Tafel ran over to Vurs collapsed body and lifted his face off the ground. She propped him up into a sitting position before shaking him, but there was no response. Her hands clenched into fists as she whirled her head around and glared at Zyocuh. You, what did you do to him?
A faint smile appeared on Zyocuhs lips in reply. Didnt you see? Its not my fault if you didnt understand.
A rune erupted on Tafels forehead as she rose to her feet. If you dont want to answer, thats fine too. She reached her arm out to the side and summoned a portal, retreiving her staff. Im a very reasonable ruler unlike so people I know. Before I resort to violence, I always try to negotiate with words. Her eyes narrowed as blood-red flas materialized in the air around her. She pointed her staff at Zyocuh and spoke as if she were spitting out her words, What did you do to my husband?
Zyocuh snapped his fingers. Mary.
An audible clank resounded through the room as Mary flinched.
Be a good child and subdue this horned wench for , will you?
Tafel frowned and turned her head towards Mary. The empress has stopped trembling and grabbed her sword. Like a puppet, she climbed to her feet with jerky motions, her head lowered, her gaze glued to the floor. Tafel clenched her staff as shivers ran down her spine. Hey, Mary?
The empress raised her head, and the twos gazes t. Marys eyes were dull as if she were staring at the wall behind the demon instead. With a tallic clink, the empress lifted her sword. There was a squelching sound as she stabbed it into the gap near her shoulder. Tafel gulped and jabbed Aloras ribs with the butt of her staff, causing the polymorphed dragon to squeal. How about you turn back into a dragon and take care of her? Tafel said as her horns glowed silver.
Not sure how, sorry, Alora said while stuffing her face with cake that she found on a nearby table. She blinked as Tafel disappeared. An instant later, Mary was standing where Tafel had been, her sword thrusted into empty air. There was a cracking sound as the floor underneath Marys feet splintered into fragnts, and she blurred as she leapt towards the ceiling where Tafel had teleported herself. Whew. Tiny things always move so fast.
Zyocuh raised an eyebrow and smiled at Alora. Youre a dragon?
I thought you could sll dragons, Emile said from the corner of the room, but Susans wings slapping his face cut him off before he could say anything else.
Alora choked on her cake and flailed her arms out. She grabbed a cup of water and drank it down before catching her breath. I dont know what youre talking about, man. Like, really, do I look like a dragon?
No, Zyocuh said and rubbed his chin. You dont talk like one either. If thats the case, you wont mind if I take away this freak here, will you? He walked over to Vur and placed a hand on his unconscious shoulder.
Uh, thats a bit, you know, Alora said and emptied her hands by dropping her food and drink onto the ground. Unacceptable? She took in a deep breath, her stomach expanding, and exhaled out a breath of nothing. Her brow wrinkled as she raised a finger. Um. Hold on a second. She arched her back and pointed her face at the ceiling. Her stomach ballooned outwards as she inhaled through her nose. She held her breath and bent her back, aiming her face at Zyocuh. Then she exhaled out a breath of nothing.
Zyocuh stared at Alora. She stared back. Shouts filled the room as Tafel and Marys clash impacted the nearby nobles who hadnt been able to flee the room. A sword made of red light ford in Zyocuhs hand, which he pointed at Alora. She sighed. Alright, yeah, you can have him.
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