Chronicles of the Gods

Chapter 2

A/N:  Forgot to mention in the last chapters that Dragons speak to each other through telepathy (will always be in italics) and are able to choose who can and can't talk to them.  There is a word in here that is in Dragon language for this story:  Ishaloon (Isha-loon) and it means "hello, we meet again".  (The dashes will always appear before or after a author's note.)  

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The chilled morning air felt amazing against my wings and I could tell my sister was enjoying it too.  I watched out from the corner of my eye to see her do rolls and flips from time to time.  She looked like a hatch-ling trapped in a teen Dragon's body.

"Don't be making fun of me in that big head of yours, sister," she said as she flew up beside me.

I rolled my eyes and puffed a small gray cloud of smoke at her and she laughed loudly.  "My head is not that big."

"Oh please, lighten up some.  Everything will be fine."

I sighed as I felt her worry wash over through me.  I sent out my love for her through the family bond we have.  Her eyes brightened up a bit, but wee still glazed over with concern.

"I'm sorry, Kuri.  I just don't like not knowing what will happen," I spoke softly.  I noticed she was ahead of me and I flapped my wings hard to give me a big boost of air to be next to her again.

"I understand, Ky.  I must admit its scary not knowing," she agreed and looked over to me.  "But there must be a reason that you haven't seen the outcome of this in your dreams."

I pondered her point there.  She was correct about it; I haven't seen the outcome yet through my visions.  Maybe that was a good sign for us.  Maybe we would get through this alive.

"Ky, we need to be landing soon," Kurigia said and her statement shoo me out of my thoughts.  She was right, though.  The white stone walls and buildings had suddenly appeared over the horizon.

"Alaiglaris," I breathed out and felt my heart beat at a faster pace.

We folded our wings against our bodies and slowly descended from the air to the grassy field a couple hundred feet from the guarded gates.  The air around us glowed slightly as we changed back to our human forms; it wouldn't be a good idea to walk around as Dragons here.  Way too dangerous for the both of us.

"No turning back now, sister."

"Nope.  Let's not keep Uncle waiting any longer."

We walked side by side to the dirt path that lead up to the metal gates.  The guards saw us immediately and two of hem approached.

"Kyorgra, Kurigia," the one on the left said in a rough voice.

"Greetings to you all," we said in unison.

Two more guards came up to us with a wool cloak for the both of us.  I glanced at the fabric in their hands and my eyes narrowed.  This wasn't good.

"The public knows we're here?"  Kurigia asked with a hint of annoyance in her voice.  She wasn't too happy about this and neither was I.

"Yes, sadly.  Some of the newer guards spoke of it out on their patrols in the city.  Your Uncle apologizes for it, but wearing these will help you get to the castle safer.  There is also extra guards in the city to make sure you can get through without trouble," the other guard spoke up gruffly.

We mumbled our thanks and took the heavy cloaks from them.  Putting them on quickly and pulling the hoods over our heads, we went through the gates and into the busy Capital.

It was packed.  There were all sorts of vendors and traders all over the place.  And, of course, lots of people and children running around looking at everything.  The guards back at the gate were right; there was plenty of them around.

"At least there's protection," Kurigia whispered to me.

I glanced over to her from under my hood.  "What, the guards?  Hell, like they care about us."

"Not them, Ky.  Look over there," she pointed over to the corner we got to and there was a couple of Dragon vendors selling their wares.

They all looked up at us at the same time and all smiled, bowing their heads to us.

"Ishaloon, Princesses," they spoke through telepathy.

We smiled and gave a quick wave to them as we passed by.  It made me happy to see them here, knowing we wouldn't get any backlash from them.  We could always trust the Dragons.

"Hopefully everything is alright in Islari," I said aloud.  It was rare to see Dragons vendors this far south.

"We should ask later about it.  I'm just as puzzled as you, sister."

We walked a few more blocks down the cobblestone streets and soon the iron gates that lead to the castle appeared in view.  The guards noticed us and opened the gates, rushing us in and then closing the gates behind us tight.

Here we are.  There's no turning back now.  This is it.

We walked up the large marble steps and pushed the wooden doors open.  They closed behind us and we turned to the man and women before us.

"Welcome, girls.  We've been waiting for you," the man said with open arms and a false smile.