The Drakon Prince

Chapter 3, a New Curse

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"You don't know about my kingdom then. Each species has a Lord or Lady. Humans, Centaurs, Fae, even Demon. The Demons had twins, Lord and Lady. My father was too lazy to appoint one the role of Lord or Lady so he just made them both" They look in surprise and smile, relaxing. "So you're different from the region I came from" Drake nods "Very much so" They get up and pat Drake gently, smiling.  They think out loud to themselves "Maybe he's acting like this because he's an omega and I'm an....alph...." They stop petting "About how long ago was your last heat?" Drake topples over, lost in the pets. He tries to recall. "A few weeks ago?"They zip inside then zip back out holding a very small day calendar. "Means your next one might be soon...that won't be good for either of us.  Heats are about every 30 days...how many days ago would you say?" They know how careful humans need to be in this world. Drake starts to get nervous. "27...." They mark down 27 days on the calendar and hands the book to Drake so he can keep track of it himself "Well isn't this a predicament" They sit down* "I guess before you stop thinking straight I'll need to know why you fled to this world" They smile at him.

"..... My world is in ruin. The Minotaur has ravaged our land. The Minotaur used to have a peace treaty with every other race in my family's kingdom, but after the Lord died and his son took over, he vowed war and delivered...." He hugs his knees, sighing "They absolutely massacred every race who defied them... Even my f-family... He made me watch..." They rub his back soothingly sighing softly "I wish there was some way I could help...but I'm just a lousy hybrid of two opposites" Drake shudders as his back is rubbed. "C-careful, that's right between my wings" The being nods. "As long as I don't press too close to the base, you'll be fine" They chuckle "You forget I have wings too" Drake nods "Sorry" They look at Drake "Are you trying to get your kingdom back?" Drake nods, sighing "Yes. I want to have it back someday. I want to rule as my Mother did. Just, kind, and caring of her people." 

The being jumps up as an idea pops into their head, and they smirk. "Maybe~ I could help run everything with you if I...per se...help you get it all back?" Drake looks at them, in disbelief. "You'd help me" They chuckle."Yup, buuuut" They rub their index finger and thumb together "Everything I do comes with a price~" Drake growls "I don't care about the price!  I just want to avenge my family!" They nod and smile "Then I'll help you! But first, we'll need to get your heat out of the way" He thinks for a moment "And think of ways to get back" Drake nods in understanding. "I know how to get back. And only I wield the magic to do so. As for the heat, I'm sure I can find some herbs to make the medicine suppress it" They take a few moments to think before speaking again "I have suppressants but herbs here don't work as well. And with your body size might not work at all unless I find more" He thinks for a few seconds more "Or I could just put you to sleep for the whole 7 days" They snicker softly. Drake groans softly. "For Drakon, heat lasts for 2 weeks. We have very high stamina." They chuckle softly "I can easily make you sleep that whole time if you wanted" They grin, showing their fangs "I can't promise I won't give you erotic dreams though~" Drake just glares in response. Fawn only laughs loudly at him. He growls, standing. He spreads his wings, eyes glowing dangerously. "Stop that!" They step away and smile shyly "Relax... It's just a harmless joke" He scoffs and lowers his wings, sitting down back on the floor. They smirk and hug the Drakon from behind. "I'm only teasing big boy~" They Chuckle "I would dare actually bully you" Drake smirks and uses his wings to squish the hybrid's cheeks "Yeah yeah" He chuckles, very amused "Wow, even feeling from my wings, your face is very squishy" They shrug " I am half fairy" The being smiles "We tend to be feminine and soft even if we aren't omegas" They pet the Drakons hair again and then runs a hand over one of his horns. At the touch of his horns, his back arches, gasping in surprise. "Are these sensitive or do they hurt?" Fawn asks, slightly concerned. Drake replies in a shaky tone "S-sensitive... The whole thing... Tip most of all"