Dragon Of The Rose ✔️

Chapter 9 - The Timeless Halls

I sat at my desk continuing my drawing of Feyrith and I. I had been in my chambers for the rest of the day. I lost track of time when I noticed how fast it was getting dark. I stopped working and headed toward my overlook, seeing the garden. To the left of the garden I could see Feyrith and his partner in training, battling.

I thought about his offer and letting me train with him. I took a deep breath before turning around and changing into my armor, I had Tauriel get for me earlier. Once I was done and with the little bit of courage and left my chambers.

I had reached the overlook where I had been earlier and watched Feyrith had his partner down on the ground, now holding his sword up against his chest. I started to walk down the stairs. As I reached the last step; I could feel his eyes on me. I stopped and looked up at him as he turned his head to help; Ehrendil up to his feet, "Better luck next time," Feyrith said as he nodded as he watched Ehrendil leave.

"Amarathae!" Feyrith said, "I'm glad you have made it."

"You can call me Amara," I said. Just then I realized that he was the first I had let him call me Amara.

"Ok Amara, would you like to get started?" he asked as he knew why I was there.

"Where do we start?"

"Well first, do you know how to hold a sword?"

"No, I've never held a sword."

I watched as he handed me his sword. I tried to hold the sword as to not let the weight get a hold of me, "Don't be afraid of the sword," he said as I knew he knew it was heavy to carry, "Now, I want you to try to swing the sword at me."

I looked at him with concern. I did what he said and swung the sword, but I swung it to hard as it flew out of my hand and landed on the other side of the platform, "Let's get you something different," he said as he looked at his sword, "How would you feel about daggers?" he asked

"Daggers?"

"Yes, Daggers," he responded, "they're lighter than swords and easy to carry."

"Daggers would be perfect," I said as he nodded and left to pick up his sword and sheathe it.

I watched him leave and head toward the weaponry. I was all alone, waiting for Feyrith to get back. As I was waiting I looked up and could see the stars and the moon; looking down at me. I've always liked looking at the moon. I used to look with my Father when he was still alive and I was just a baby Dragon. Every time the moon was out I would always think of him.

I was caught off guard with footsteps behind me. I turned around with Feyrith in front of me with a pair of daggers, "Will these work?" Feyrith asked as I looked down to see two silver daggers in hand.

The daggers had black steel going around the handle. There were lettering on the blades that I could not understand, "The letters will glow blue when there is danger nearby," Feyrith said as he handed me the daggers.

I grabbed onto the handles. As I handled the blades they felt light and not too heavy, "I think im ready, now." I said as I got onto my stance.

I watched Feyrith unsheathe his sword and stood his ground, "Daggers are hard to fight with, but I think you will be able to use them in no time."

As Feyrith was training me, he taught me how to strike and block with the blades. He also let me strike him a few times. As I was going to strike him again, I got this excruciating pain through my body. This one was a whole lot painful since this morning. I dropped my blades as the pain went through my stomach. I covered my stomach with my hand as I bent over, letting out a whimper, "Amara!" Feyrith said as he came over to my side, catching me before I'd hit the floor.