Dragon Of The Rose ✔️

Chapter 3 - A Memory Never Forgotten

"Amarathae."

My eyes fluttered open as I heard a noise coming from the forest, calling my name. It was a voice I knew all too well. It sounded like my Father's voice.

"Amarathae," it said "It's me, I've been waiting."

I get up and start walking as it grows louder with each step I take. It lured me deep into the forest, "Don't look back."

"Father?"

The voice was gone as I was pulled out of my hypnotized state, "Amarathae!"

I blinked as I came back to reality, "King Thranduil?"

"What are you doing out here?" He asked

"I thought I heard my Fathers voice," I said

"Amara, that wasn't your father," Gandalf spoke as I turned, meeting his gaze, "we are not alone."

King Thranduil pushed me behind him as he turned around to watch what was coming toward us. I looked over at Gandalf as he released a few of his spells, trying to keep it at bay.

"Go to my tent," King Thranduil said as he turned his head to look at me, "you'll be safe there."

"No!" I snapped, "and when did you start caring about my safety?"

"Since you saved me from that poisonous arrow," he replied "now please, go."

"No, I will not just stand here and watch you fight alongside Gandalf," I said "let me show you what I can do."

King Thranduil moved from my eyesight and let me move forward toward the troll. He was facing away from Gandalf's attacks, trying to block them.

I stood in front of the troll as he swung his hand to grab me. I moved just in time. Now I was the one with my back facing Gandalf and King Thranduil, "Cover your ears," I said

"Why?" Thranduil asked

"Just cover. your. ears," I snapped

They both covered their ears. As soon as Gandalf stopped with his attacks the troll had regained his balance and grabbed me and spun me around, making me dizzy.

Then I let out one of my loud screaches as soon as the troll threw me down to the ground. Then I got up quickly while I was still screaching and looked into the troll's eyes and let my anger control me as my eyes started to glow again.

Immediately making the troll frozen solid.

I stopped my screaches and focused my eyes to their original white colour. Gandalf was the first to remove his hands from his ears, followed by King Thranduil's, "What. just. happened?" asked King Thranduil

"I...I-"

"That's something we need not worry about," Gandalf interrupted, saving me "let's get you to sleep."

"She'll sleep in my tent," Thranduil said as I snapped my head toward him.

"No!"

"Yes," he replied, "I don't sleep so...you can use my bed."

"Me either," I responded

"You should sleep just for tonight."

"Why are you doing this?" I snapped "first my safety, then my health."

Thranduil's eyes widened in anger. Gandalf must've heard my anger as he stepped in, "My lady, you can take my tent."

I looked toward Gandalf as he called me "my lady."