Chapter 167: I beg your help.
Sunkiath circled overhead before descending gracefully onto his barren field covered with ash and grey sand. It was near the black rocks and the entrance that led to his nest, underground, twisted tunnels where he’d love to play with his prey. The King slipped down from the saddle, eyes glittering with something strange, triumph, perhaps? Gods knew what he had gained from the Fae realm.
After Sunkiath had healed and regained his strength to fly, he visited the Fae King. But, strangely a fresh wound trailed blood down his arm.
"Let me heal it," Sunkiath offered.
"Not yet. I need it visible. Let them think I’ve grown weak. After dinner, heal it through the bond."
Sunkiath snorted. His rider was cunning. He walked off with a sly grin stretching across his face.
The dragon keeper approached, leading a bucket of meat to coax the dragon toward his meal. But Sunkiath stood firm, unmoving, clearly working on his own plan. His rider would need him tonight, and he was already full, having feasted on something extraordinary in the Fae realm, a big bull.
"Sunkiath, not coming?" the keeper asked, brushing a hand through his long red hair. This foody dragon wasn’t going to obey tonight. He narrowed his eyes, following the dragon’s gaze.
The sky. A storm was brewing. Not the usual kind, but the kind only the King of Alvonia could summon. But why was he bleeding? His wounds normally healed faster than a breath.
In the dining hall, Ren and Kai were the last to arrive, their companions trailing behind them. For the first time, the noble humans were being asked to sit at the same table as the shifters, creatures they had long labeled as filthy beasts. Could they get along? Of course not.
Who would spark the first fight, taking the first initiative to insult? That was anyone’s guess.
Ren’s heart pounded like a war drum, the kind that signaled battle long before swords were drawn. She felt like a soldier at war, forced to silence the discord between two warring species before even hoping to win the final fight. Gods, was such a thing even possible?