Painted Reality | Xaden Riorson x FEM!OC

Inscription

I opened the front cover and sucked in a breath at the words that marked the other side of the leather bound cover. Blood runs thicker than water.

It's the first half of my books inscription. They both look the same when your eyes are closed. I flicked through the pages seeing drawings I knew he did and some fresher ones. I flicked to a fresh page.

I looked up to see Xaden siting down by his dragons head. He must have just spoken to the other two in our party. He was leaning on Sgyaels leg reading. I pulled the pen out of my pocket again and started drawing it

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It must have been a while because before I knew it my drawing subject tapped my foot. I slammed my brothers book closed and looked up to him smiling innocently

"We're leaving" he said warily "are you ok"

"Yep. Fine" I say tightly. A headache cracks again "for fucks sake if you keep giving me headaches I will hit you over the head with a stick."

"What are you?" He mutters to himself and nods his head to his dragon "come on veredōs"

I roll my eyes, stand and walk next to him "promise me when we get to your home you'll teach me Tyrinish"

He looked at me like I'd grown a third "you... want to learn Tyranish?"

"What like it's hard?" I shrugged and mounted the dragon and scratched her scales and she purred? I giggled at her.

"No," he slipped into his saddle wrapping an arm around my waist again, I looked down. He didn't wash off my drawings on his arm. "Just surprised"

"You know everyone always compares me to my mother." I sighed "but I always followed my father's footsteps more. He always followed facts, never judged anyone because of others' actions"

I felt Xaden nod and slightly relax behind me. I leaned back slightly against his chest and when he didn't move I leaned back more.

Why am I supposed to be 'dead', how would that help him. What is his plan. How does he know he can trust me. How can I trust him. Why do they have Brennans book