Dare To Love A Dragon - Chapter 159

Royan coughed uncontrollably as he tried to catch his breath. The attack at the arena had been a close call, it was lucky for him that he had switched himself with an ice sculpture of himself that Zazel had made for him.

He places his hand in his chest unable to comprehend the fact that he was still alive. Had that ice really hit him then he would have been dead. He removed his flame pendant that had taken the hit.

The pendant was ruined from the ice but at least he was fine. He heard noises from all around. It seemed like a fight had broke out from the fighting sounds.

He was certainly not going back out there. Ander had been right about the people here not caring, he had lived his life obeying orders that even he himself don’t like. He had so much for the respect and honor of the royal families but it was enough.

Selflessness never did anyone any good. He took out his watch from his pocket and wrote coordinates for Razaan and asked him to bring Ander along.

While they were on their way he stealthily made his way to the palace and got his and Razaan’s clothes. He moved to the ice sculpture room and got Razaan’s ice stature and strategically placed on the floor next to the reflecta mirror.

So that it would look like the prince had struck himself with his own ice when he was fighting. The reflecta had reflected his attack on himself. He jumped and crushed the sculpture to pieces.

He returned to the storeroom to find Ander arguing with Razaan as to why to took him from his dead body and brought him there.

“Sorry to interrupt whatever this is,” he said cutting both of them in what they were saying. Both of their jaws fell as they saw a dead man standing in front of them. “Razaan, I need your hand,” he added removing his knife from his pocket.

He cut Razaan at the shoulder and dug for the tracking chip on him and crushed it under his shoes. He gave the knife to Razaan to help him remove his own tracking chip.

“What is happening?” Ander asked not sure what reaction was best at the moment. On one hand he felt happy that the male was fine but on the other hand he felt played.

“We are going to run away but our families are going to believe that we all died in the war that is going on upstairs,” Royan explained. He screeched as the chip was being removed.

He passed bags with changing clothes, food and other necessities he could gather on such short period. “Any idea where we should go. It is our chance for freedom, choose wisely,” Royan asked Razaan.

Razaan thought about it for a minute before his eyes lit up. “I have the perfect destination,” he let out.

“Are you okay with this. I won’t feel bad if you would rather stay for your mother,” Royan told to him. Razaan thought of his mother, all that he could recall was how she left him to the mercy of his father on their wedding day.

He had spent his entire life trying to make everything perfect for her. Being the obedient good son and she just allowed him to marry someone his heart didn’t want because of reasons that aren’t even that important.

“I am not going for you, I seek my own freedom from all of them,” he let out.

With everyone ready, the prince reached out his key and opened the door. He looked back one more time at the place he has always called home. Satisfied with his final look he jumped into the door.

Ander and Royan followed right behind him before the door closed behind them. The door opened on  the ground of the place that Razaan had selected.

Royan looked around at the flower forest that they were in, he was not happy with the choice that the male had mad.

“I left the last part of my freedom plan to a male dragon named Razaan,” he spoke disappointed.

“This is beautiful,” Ander spoke as he reached out his hand to touch the roses by his left side. Royan held his hand to stop him from touching the flower. He picked up a twig from the ground and threw it at the roses.

The rose flower morphed and ate the twig right before their eyes. Ander felt his heart race in his heart thinking that it could have been his hand or body that got swallowed by the flower.

“We are monster in monster city in Arekma. Everything in this place eats people and other things,” Royan informed causing the dragon to clung to his back. He was in no mood to be turned into food.

He would much rather take on the king than to take the place on.

“It’s not that bad. I have always wondered how the creatures that live here survive and now we have a chance of knowing,” Razaan said excited.

He took a step forward only for a mouth to form on the ground and grab on his feet. “Aaahh,” he screamed scared.

Royan threw fire at the ground careful not to hurt the man until the ground spit the dragon out.

“You are right. Living in a place where everything sees us as food would be an amazing idea,” Royan let out sarcastically.

He opened a door to leave the monster forsaken place. Surprisingly Razaan was the first one to leave. He had thought the prom e might need some convincing.

He had taken them in a far away land called Dontiu. It was a peaceful place where everyone was welcomed to stay. It had no master plants or grounds that would kill them.

The place had a lot of rules that prevented fights from happening. The rules weren’t that bad and were easy to live with so the place was perfect.

“Welcome to your new home,” he announced happily.

“You are the worst,” Razaan spoke as his mind registered where they were. They had been here before for a rescue and he hated every minute of the place.

The place was isolated from the outside world.  They didn’t have all the modern technology that everyone loved. Letters and face to face conversations were the only methods of conversation available.

There was a rule against everything and anything. Their was only three eateries in the whole place.  They didn’t have anything interesting happening in the place and the folks in the place were totally boring.

He would much rather be eaten alive than to live there. “This is the last place that anyone would seek to find us. And life is simple here so we would have to deal with too much complications.”

They walked down the road with their bags. The closer they got to the village, the more curious Ander was of the place. He couldn’t wait to have a normal life away from everything complicated in his life.

A life that was his and not linked to someone, not because of someone. Just for him.

“We can’t rewrite our memories but we can write our future,” Royan told to them. “If we don’t like it here in a few months we pick another place and go there. Nothing will stop us now, the three of us will call the universe our home because by the time we are done, their is no place that we would have not visited,” he added.

Now that was an offer that Ander could get behind. A life of adventure all over the world while maintaining a normal life.

He was a dragon and being normal for him was different, he didn’t despise being different, he found that being different was his identity and he was okay with that.

He had found a brother who could teach him how to better himself and a best friend who would always be by his side to support him.

“Freedom has never tasted so good,” he let out.

“You have not tasted the food here. Freedom is going like hell once you try their food,” Razaan complained.

“We are here to lay low. We can’t underestimate our parents for now.  Until we are sure that they aren’t coming after us, we have to stay here,” Royan let out.

He had been singing those words in his head to calm himself. The truth was that he too was not too happy when Ander mentioned food. The food in the place was terrible.

“Alright, but the next place we do to must have good food,” Razaan declared to them.

“Last one to the town is a rotten egg,” Royan shouted while leading the race. He moved at such high speed.

Ander and Razaan ran after him, they hoped and jumped around on the road. Taxkling each other fighting to reach the town first.

The way they acted was something that they could never do back at home.. They free and it felt good.