Potentials (on hold)

Drakkon

HRM King Drakkon of the Dragons POV

I sat brooding in the back seat of my limo, just mulling over my anger on how Louis decided to ditch the battle strategy class that he was suppose to teach the new fledglings, but no he decided to be a douche and skip instead of teaching our new army recruits. There is absolutely no reason for him to skip his responsibilities; I don't care if he got a call saying that Henry found a dragon potential! Now you are probably wondering who the heck Henry is, right? Well Henry is the caretaker for the largest potential house. Now as a royal, I only have one potential, when everyone else has two or three. I know, strange, but as royal life is very time consuming, it doesn't leave much time to find several potentials and then pick 'The One', or as us Dragons call them, Eturnus Diligo. Therefore, fate just decides for you who 'The One' is, and all royals have to do is find him or her.

So busy caught up in my thoughts about potentials, I didn't notice that we arrived at Harry's Potential House until my driver opened the door and coughed. My anger at Louis, flooding to the surface of my thoughts, sent me storming through the Potential House, not even acknowledging any of the servants that tried to take my coat, offer me wine, or othe useless things. My focus was on finding Louis and dragging him back to his classroom by his ear.

As I walked into the showing room, slamming open the door and not even looking at the stage, I growled, "Louis, what do you think you are doing here?"

Unable to finish the start of a very public rant at Louis, Henry the caretaker interrupted with the words that just fueled my anger at Louis. "Your Highest Majesty, You honor me by coming to my Potential House. Perhaps you would like to see what I have found? She is the first Dragon Potential that I have ever come across in my House."

"Of course Henry, it would be my pleasure." I growled out through clenched teeth. I couldn't say no to seeing Henry's newest potential, since I haven't found my Eturnus Diligo, it would be considered incredibly rude, and not to mention stupid. Henry could be a powerful enemy if I rubbed him the wrong way. I walked up the stage with Henry blocking my view of his newest find. Glaring back at Louis before Henry let me see the famous Dragon Potential that he supposedly found.

When I looked at the girl standing on the stage, I heard my inner dragon whisper something that I had lost hope of ever hearing in my long life. He started in just a whisper and got louder the longer the chant went on, 'mine, Mine, MINE, MINE!' I wasted no time, I wrapped my arms securely around her. I pulled her close to me, breathing in her sent of vanilla, as I slowly tightened my arms around her, not wanting any space between us. I felt her flinch from me.

"No, MINE!" I growled out, hurt that my Eturnus Diligo was trying to get away from me. I tightened my grip further to stop the possibility of her getting away. I was startled as a painful yelp escaped the lips of my small little Diligo.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked worried for my little Diligo. I searched her face; her beautiful dark brown eyes, her rosy cheeks, pretty much everywhere on her chiseled face, looking for what caused her pain.

"Ugh, Your Highness, she has lacerations on her back." A vampire guard spoke up.

"WHAT?" I yelled. I turned my little beauty around, with the speed that comes with being a dragon, and what I saw made my blood boil. I lightly touch the bandages that are not covered by her dress, trying to calm down enough to ask her who did this without scaring her with my tone. That is the last thing I want to do. Now that I found her, she should never have to be afraid of anything ever again because I would protect her from the armies of Satan if I had to.

Reigning in my temper just enough to ask my little Diligo this question, "Who did this to you kitten?"

"Why do you care? And who do you think you are? I don't know you, I don't know why I was kidnapped, and when I tried to escape like any normal human being, I was tortured endlessly with a medieval tool that was meant to be used on a horse by that despicable caretaker of this disgusting place! Oh and what is this business of yelling I'm yours and attaching yourself to me? I am not an object and I will never belong to anyone but myself!" Shocked at her rant, only one part seemed to sink into by brain. 'I don't know why I was kidnapped, and when I tried to escape like any normal human being, I was tortured endlessly with a medieval tool that was meant to be used on a horse by that despicable caretaker of this disgusting place!' Realization of what she said came to me and I slowly turned to Henry.

"You did what?" I growled out with uncontrolled rage underlining my voice. I was still glaring at Henry when I heard a solid thump behind me. I looked, and saw that my little kitten was sprawled across the ground, not moving.

Putting aside my anger for Henry at the moment, I bent down to check to see what was wrong with my beautiful Diligo. Feeling her steady pulse, I realized that she must have passed out. Reaching down, I cradled my kitten up to my chest. Feeling her small frame pressed to my chest, after all this time living without her, felt like a cool drink of water after being in the desert for a month. Looking down at the precious girl in my arms, I remembered what Henry had done to her. Growling low and ferociously, I spat out "Henry you are guilty of high treason! Louis arrest him and take him back to my castle for judging." Louis just grimly nodded and grabbed Henry dragging him out of the room kicking and screaming.

Growling low one more time, I subconsciously pull the small figure in my arms tighter into my chest, trying to block all the evils of the world from my precious Diligo. Heading back to the limo, I can't seem to fight the smile that starts to spread across my face as the thought that I have finally found my Eturnus Diligo after all these long years of searching.

Chuckling at my drivers astonished face of my different attitude from that I went in with; I got in the limo, layed the love of my life's head in my lap, and started stroking her light brown hair as we started the journey back to my castle. I looked over the beautiful girl in my lap, trying to commit every detail to memory. I took note of her slim, but curvy body structure, and how small she was compared to me, my 6'3 frame would dwarf her 5'4 frame.

I must have fallen asleep, because when I awoke, my lap where my little beauty laid, was cold. I looked around, and found that she was in the opposite corner of the limo, with her knees pulled up to her chest, glaring at me. I also took notice that she helped herself to a blanket to cover her lower half of her body while her knees were to her chest in that stupid standard bubble dress.