Dragon Princess

Chapter 21: Corrupted Soul

Aralia

I stood up from the ground and started walking back towards the haven. I wanted to go after him, but I knew I couldn't just yet.

I have responsibilities here, people to look after and I knew that the ractons were going to be coming soon. Preparations had to be made.

Walking through the haven I made my way to the main hall, the crowds were growing thick and people looked at my appearance oddly. I guess most of the villagers have never seen me in anything other then gowns and armour.

The main hall still amazed me with how large it really was, though it was almost filled with people now. In the crowds I spotted Grea, it was about time that I talked to her.

She saw me walking towards her and she gestured to her right. I followed her to a small door and once inside she began to speak before I could say anything.

"Aralia, I know there's a lot we need to discuss and you probably want to know about our father, but you need to follow Shade. He's being a stupid idiot and wants to be a damn hero, go save his sorry ass before he gets himself killed."

I looked at her oddly, "Where did he go?"

"To the Racton king, to his father."

Shade

I patted the side of Goliath as the obsidian castle grew closer. By now my father knew I was coming, he was probably watching me right now. I smirked flipping the bird towards the castle hoping that he can see this final moment of defiance.

I squeezed Goliath with my thighs and patted his neck indicating for him to start descending. At this rate we will land in the court yard and hopefully I can at least kill some ractons before having to submit to my own parents.

The castle looked dark and empty, though that didn't surprise me. Light was not needed for my fathers army and himself could see in the night as if it were day. This included myself.

I was not human, nor elf, I was nothing but a unique creature that my father made out of white fire. I have no soul but the fire that burns inside of me. I am his most skilled and greatest soldier he had ever created.

Yet I am the weakest.

I was sent out to bring Aralia to him, to kill her and being her back as a beast, but I couldn't do it. Instead I took her back to her father, I took her away from her doom.

And I fell in love with her.

I am no longer broken, my father can't control me. I knew as I rode in upon Goliath I rode in to our deaths, but I didn't care.

For once in my life I did some good and I know it does not wash these bloody hands, but it showed me that there can be good in the darkest of hearts and in the most corrupted of souls.

(A/N: I'm really sorry for the stupidly short and late chapter, but I'm at a terrible writers block.)