Child of Magic | jerza

The Cup of Immortality [5]

I slept beside Jellal that night. I only slept beside him, in case you were wondering. I wanted to lay beside him and stay there, but I couldn't forget my dream. I needed to go to the lake. 

I crawled out from under my blankets and walked quietly to the exit of the cave. Everyone was asleep.

"And where do you think you're going?" Ultear whispered.

I spun around and smiled sheepishly.

"I'm getting help."

"Can I come?"

I nodded politely. "Sure."

Besides Mira Jane, Jellal, and Porlyusica, I trusted Ultear more then anyone else in Fiore. Ultear knew of my magic, unlike Jellal. She didn't flinch when I used it, unlike Mira. And when I did something reckless, she understood, unlike Porlyusica.

~ ~ ~

"My darling father," Minerva sneered, as she watched Faust behind the bars of his cell. 

"Why?" the king rasped. "All I did was love you. I raised you. I taught you everything."

"You are wrong, foolish king," she hissed. "You lied to me. You were ashamed to have me as a daughter. And you didn't teach me anything. Morgause did."

"Minerva-"

"Queen Minerva," she corrected.

"You're making the wrong decision-"

"I will get my revenge," Minerva said in a low voice. "You, Jellal, Siegrain..All of Fiore.."

"Please-"

"You will never understand how much you hurt me, Faust," the young woman whispered. "And it hurts more then you can imagine."

She turned on her heel and left.

King Faust cried that night.

~ ~ ~

"You have a pet dragon," Ultear said in awe.

"Yep," I said, smiling.

"Why do I even help you?!" Igneel snarled. "You foolish, ignorant-"

"Climb on," I told her, grabbing Igneel's wing and getting on his back. "Igneel, how's Grandeeny?"

"She left."

"But she's just a baby!"

"Baby dragons are born independent," Igneel informed me. "And they also grow three times the speed of an adult dragon. I need room you know."

"What's he saying?" Ultear asked from behind me.

"Nothing important," I said lazily. "Igneel, take us to the lake."

"What lake?"

"Oh, you know," I said, gesturing. "That really big one."

~ ~ ~

"They evacuated, my lady," Morgause said. "Cowards."

"We'll kill them later," Minerva whispered, lounging on her throne, a beautiful crown atop her head. "Bring the prisoner."

Two guards brought in Prince Siegrain.

"I'll leave you to it, my lady," Morgause said, leaving the Throne Room.

~ ~ ~

We approached the lake cautiously. Igneel had flown off, and Ultear was staring at me with delight. "Are you going to do some magic?"