The Clash Of Drakkon: Book Four Of The Drakkon Series

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Caius Drakkon

Seventh Primary of House Drakkon

It had been three and a half weeks and we still hadn't found any information about Alessandra, or even where the Nisha went. It was so strange, I knew the Morgasian's were behind Drakkon in terms of technology, but even still, a ship shouldn't just be able to suddenly disappear from scanners, let alone view. We had found wreckage of the ships Kalo had sent after Alessandra but we still had no idea where the fight occurred and what happened to the ships afterwards. Looking at the memory system from the ship wreckage was weird, it was like they were fighting ships that weren't even there, nothing showed up on the scans, though from the crew's dialogue we know that it was indeed there, but only visible to the eye and not scanners.

Which was incredibly weird if I think about it, because it was a lot easier to fool the human eye than a computer, they were able to pick up the smallest inconsistences that the human eye would overlook. Whatever technology the Nisha had was well advanced past our own, I didn't want to worry about the inevitable fight between us, how outmatched we would likely be. It had to happen whether we were a match for them or not, I intended to free Alessandra from her captors no matter what, even if I had to sacrifice my life for hers, after all it was already hers to take, though I knew she never would.

We were all anxiously waiting outside King Kalo's obvious, he had received an urgent message from Aldrich and immediately went into his office to video cast him, even now we didn't know what the information in the message was. Though based on Kalo's urgency, I knew it must have something to do with Alessandra, I still couldn't believe what that monster had done to Alessandra.

To starve her, to force her to feed and kill people in a hunger craze. I had experienced them before in my younger days, when I was reckless, they were uncontrollable, you would rampage and feed until you were satisfied, and yet I knew I had never been starved as long as she had been. I may not know the specifics, but based on her unsteady walk and the dried blood coating her skin, any blood she did get was used to heal the wounds they caused her, I knew she was strong, but hunger, the thirst for blood, that was one thing that could break a Drakkon.

Blood was everything to us, we needed it to live, to be deprived of it, it caused unbearable pain, more pain than even torture could cause, and yet to be starved and tortured would be the worst punishment imaginable, I am sure many would have already ended their suffering in her position, but I knew she wouldn't, she was too strong for that, she knew that too many people were relying on her to live through this and lead our empire. There was no one to replace her, at least no one as good as her, she was a natural born leader, and she had none of the faults that living spoiled millennia long lives had caused for us primaries.

I knew we weren't fit to rule, even if we had the physical traits, being physically strong, or even just mentally strong wasn't what made a great leader, a great leader had the ability to decide when a situation required one or the other, or even both, they had the ability to make the proper decision on instinct rather than in terms of benefits for themselves. None of my relatives would put someone else's life above their own, in their minds everyone was here to serve us, I to had suffered this in the past, but Alessandra made me realize how I used to be. How much I had changed over the years of endless luxury.

"What do you think that message said?" Tanza was eager to know, just as the rest of us were, but she was also less patient than the rest of us, she didn't want to wait quietly out here for King Kalo to return, she wanted to find out now, or at least speculate.

"I'm not sure, but I imagine it has something to do with our Queen, I don't know what else could make King Kalo move so urgently." He had indeed moved urgently, Yanu was right about that, he had been in the middle of getting briefed about how his team and us had searched through different quadrants of the Morgase Empire and yet not found any trace of the Nisha or Alessandra. He had glanced at his sheeve when he must have gotten the message and abruptly stood up and rushed from the room to his office, without speaking a word to anyone.