Dare To Love A Dragon - Chapter 98

“No!!,” Amaru screamed in the opposite room.

He froze feeling Ander’s soul-shattering to pieces. His heart stopped beating. Before long he started chanting a spell to assemble Ander’s soul and return it to his body.

He refused to accept that his perfect plan was ruined and the black moon dragon was gone forever.

“What happened?” Kazar asked him. He watched him work on the spell curiously. He didn’t know what the plan the boy had for Ander but he was sure, whatever it was had failed.

Amaru got lost thinking about the prince that he couldn’t hear a single thing that he was saying. The plan was supposed to end with the prince dead, on the contrary, the whole world was supposed to die around them. He just wanted the prince to belong to him alone.

It was Ander’s fault that he had to stoop to this to get his way. He had a plan, Ander was supposed to announce their marriage to the world and once he had become a part of his life he would get him to build the Arimelari that he was destined for.

He had not anticipated that Ander would have a change of heart and wish to make his family happy, he also didn’t think that Avan would find a way to the prince’s mind and make have a different dream and desire.

He didn’t think too far when he planned this, the plan was simple. When Kazar came back into his life, the prince would become emotionally unstable, he had known that Ander in his unsecured state might want to make the thing that he had with him at the moment a permanent factor in his life and when that happens. He would jump into the picture and steal the dragon mark from Avan and become his.

He didn’t think that instead of Avan it would be Francis who he marks with his bite, and Avan being with the curse to kill Ander. He was unaware of this fact and all thanks to him Ander was gone.

He was yanked back forcefully when the spell he was casting backfired. It ripped his skin apart with blood gushing out of the wounds.

Kazar ran to his side worried. He picked him up, scared of him passing away. He rushed him to the infirmary. The royal physician wasn’t around which was odd since he was always on duty but that didn’t stop him.

He snuck Amaru through the secret passage out of the palace to get him treated elsewhere. He saw a dragon fly above and halted, he thought that they had gotten caught but the dragon paid him no attention at all.

“The dragon king is no more,” he heard the dragon scream and looked down at the beautiful boy in his arms with blood on himself.

“What have you done Amaru?” he asked him and continued on his path. He was in a hurry to get him help. The forest was dark and he had a bleeding person in his arms which was a perfect recipe for attracting wild animals in the forest. He was acting tough but his body was trembling with fear.

“Where do you think you are going?” he heard a female voice ask behind him in a low threatening voice.

“He is hurt, I found him attacked by wild animals,” he said lying through his teeth but he couldn’t just open up and tell her the truth that Amaru had just killed the king of Arimelari.

“Let me see,” the woman said and walked over to him. She observed the boy in Kazar’s hand.

Kazar was petrified. In case the woman knew Amaru and the fact that he might not be a good person terrified him. He couldn’t go down for killing the king. That was an offense punishable by death.

Annak carefully examined the boy, it looked magic that had wounded him and not wild animals. She was curious why the boy was lying to her and why the two seemed like they were coming from the palace.

She was no full, she could tell the two boys were up to no good and were fleeing probably from a mess that they had created back from where we’re from.

She placed her hand on the boy’s head to check if he would make it. After all, he might have done something bad but he was still a child and didn’t deserve to die young.

“Set him down,” she ordered making Kazar afraid.

“W..why?” he asked her.

“He won’t make it if his internal wounds aren’t treated immediately. I can help but I need you to put him down,” she explained reaching out for the water bottle by her waist. She bends down next to the boy and removed his torn shirt from his body. Kazar watched her movements in case she does something funny.

She poured the water on top of Amaru’s chest. The water touched his skin causing him to groan. She moved her hands around in the air, the water followed her movements into his body through and cut. She closed her eyes and made her eyes magnify through Amaru’s skin to see the internal injuries in his body.

She guided the water into the hurt parts of his body, it fixed the parts it touched. The process looked simple but it was extremely painful for Amaru. She went on for a while until he was patched up. She then proceeded to his outer wounds and healed them.

“Done,” she said. Kazar raised his eyebrows in awe. The way she healed him so quickly and smoothly was so awesome to watch from the sidelines. Too bad he was not a witch.

Annak took one more check on him, she took his hand to feel his pulse. She needed to be sure that he was safe. With all being normal in his heart, she went to check his mind. She placed her hands on either side of his head to see into his mind.

‘Ander,’ she thought before she was yanked out of his mind. She backed away from Amaru from the force but didn’t let him go.

“I just need to do one more test to be sure that he is fine before I let you be on your way,” she said to Kazar. The boy trusted her, he just nodded his head and waited.

Annak took her bag out and removed five round stones. The stones were made of four elements each. One was made of fire, air, water, earth, and metal. They belonged to Ander and she had seized them from him out of fear, the dragon prince was always very angry and the stones heightened his powers making him more dangerous to have around.

She set the stones down on the ground. They were made by his blood moon dragon powers so only he can activate them. Either by touch or just by his essence reaching the stones.

After waiting for a few minutes with nothing happening she sighed in relief and dismissed the boy and his friend. She got on her way to head to the palace and see her prince. It was his birthday and she brought a gift for him.

Just then her bag started moving. She opened it and the stones flew out of the bag, they floated in a straight line pointing back in the direction she just came from.

“Ander,” she called out. The stones were reacting very strongly, they glowed with a very bright light. “What sorcery is this?” she asked.

She was stuck, she could go after the boy and find out why Ander’s essence was on that wounded boy or go to the palace and find out what was wrong. The stones proved that Ander was headed away from the palace but she was unsure why that would be.

She retrieved the stones, the minute she touched them. They stopped working. She kept them in her bag and rushed to the palace. The palace was quiet, it was unusual when there was a function going on.

Before long she heard wailing in the main hall, her feet rushed to the hall, her heart was fearful of why there would be sobbing in the palace on such a happy occasion.

Getting to the hall she found candles on every corner of the room. In the middle of the room laid the dragon prince she came to see. He was pale and lifeless lying there in the middle of the room. He was covered in a white cloth with flowers set all around him.

He was surrounded by people on each side of his body. His mother was crying in Malcolm’s embrace, it seemed impossible to stop the tears in her eyes. Her eyes landed on Francis and Alex. They sat close to each other but seemed very distant from each other.

Francis and Avan looked dead inside, it was understandable. They cared for the boy. While regret was the only thing on Alex’s face, he never knew his son and now he was no more. ‘This is a wake,’ she thought.