Hello Diary,
When I regained my thoughts and slowly woke up I was somehow in my room, and I was not alone. There was a warm body curled up around me. I lifted my head to try and look around but the action made me dizzy."Ruinar, it's alright, just relax." A female voice purred softly. At first my mind was at a loss but then my vision began to clear and I saw pale green scales reflecting the candlelight.
"Almira?" I managed to mumble softly. I had no clue why she was here with me. I thought she hated me.
She began to purr and nuzzle my cheek. The sound of her purr was loud but calming in my ears. I lifted my head to look into her purple eyes. They were puffy. She must have been crying alot lately.
"Is it true?...Are they both really dead?" She mumbled softly. Tears ran down here face and even with her sadness I could not lie. I slowly nodded, tears filling my own eyes.
"Yes, I saw Cand's head carried in by Kram. My father has it like a prized buck over his throne." I said saddly.
Almira sniffled and then as the tears streamed from her face she hugged me. I was kind of glad that I was still too weak to read her thoughts. Even so, tears ran down my face too.
"When Gaelon handed your limp body over to me, I thought he had killed you too. I am so sorry Ruinar. I am a horrible friend to you. All I can do is see Gaelon's evil eyes when I look at you. I will try to be better than my fear. We will need to stick together now. If Cand and Eira are really gone then...we will need to trust each other, now more then ever."
She was right. I was desperate for any kind of guidance. I knew that with only Gaelon to learn from that I would soon be dead, or worse. Almira and Arod may be the only two dragons left I can call friends. I would need them by my side. Arod had a lot of wisdom to share, and Almira... Well I don't know much about her actually, just that all the male dragons who are of age love to spend time with her, including my father once or twice.
She sniffled and kissed my forehead lovingly. I was blushing with embarrassment but I was glad she could not see it on my red scales. She was about 15 years older than me, but still the closest dragon to my own age that I knew. I don't even know why I reacted that way. I am far too young for any kind of intimate relationship, nor do I want one.
There was a knock on the door behind her. She shifted and stood up to go see who was there, leaving me on my bed watching her approach the door.
"Who is there?" She whispered through the door protectively.
"Almira? Is he alright?" Came the stern but concerned voice of my friend Arod.
Almira's face relaxed and she sighed as she opened the door and gave Arod a hug. "Yes he is but..." She could not finish and her double ended tail was flicking in all directions nervously. "Arod, if Cand and Eira are gone then how will we ever get out of this mess?" She asked worriedly.
Arod sighed and closed the door as he came inside the room. "I... I do not know." He mumbled to her. His eyes were purple too, but his were darker and had some streaks of gold in them. His green scales flashed as he rushed to see me at the bed.
"Please tell me that it is not true, what Gaelon and Kram are arguing about?" He said to me sternly. I shrugged and shook my head, not sure what he was talking about.
"Gaelon and Kram are talking about how Ruinar was able to use Gaelon's evil spell." Arod blurted out. He turned his head to give Almira a glance. She suddenly had a look of shock on her face.
"I... I had no choice. He forced me to do it." I shouted, bursting into tears. I saw Arod and Almira exchange a worried look.
"But you are only 3 years old? Is that even possible?" Almira choked.
Arod shook his head and snarled. I could see that he was fighting back his own tears. "It shouldn't be." He said simply. He then turned his attention to me. "How are you feeling?"
I sighed and slowly stood up on my bed. I was a bit wobbly, but otherwise I felt normal enough, except one thing.
"I can still taste the magic on the back of my tongue. I feel okay though." I said softly. Then before either of them could say anything I growled and tried to look proud and mighty, like a true dragon of Angoleth.
"I know what I must do to avenge Cand's legacy. I will grow stronger and one day use my father's own magic against him. I am the only one brave and stupid enough to do this. You two are now my closest friends so I will need your help in making sure I don't get to crazy."
Almira stepped forward and held her paw out toward me. "I promise to be here as someone you can always talk to. Gaelon barely notices me. I am not pretty enough for a King. That's fine with me, I don't want his dirt paws touching me anyway. I am no warrior but I can sneak around the Palace at night undetected which could be useful to you."
She was smiling and I realized she wanted to shake paws with me. I obliged her and smiled shyly. "Don't let my father get to you. I think you are very pretty. I have also seen many males acting toward you as if they would agree."
At that Arod burst into laughter and Almira shot him a sharp glare. I was left confused but maybe it was over my little whelp head.
(This pic of Arod was done a while ago as a concept art for my book Angoleth's Heir. He is not a warrior but in that book he trains himself for battle and weilds a deadly spear. Anyway I hope you like where the story is going. I promise a big reveal in the next chapter :) )
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Dragon Diary
FantasyHave you ever wondered what it would be like to see through the eyes of a dragon? Meet Ruinar, a dragon whelp with a lot to learn. He is so young in terms of dragons that he can not even fly yet, but he has a huge heart and a determination to prove...