lv 1 skeleton

chapter 41

"Valenor, over there."

'Your Pit is quite beautiful Johra.'

I was seated just behind her head, as she descended from the clouds. Because of her maxed Flying skill, we completed a trip that owuld take 4 days on horseback, in just 1 hour..

'She flew so high at almost 10.000 meter and going at speeds upwards of 300 km/h. My poor bones have all but frozen over.'

I had felt like my body was taking a beating, but it became obvious later that it was the cold from the heights and the fast speeds.

"You're going too fast. Please land softly"

'Ok, I'll slow down.'

Hooooa Shoooo

Valerno flipped her body in mid air and used a mini Dragon Breath to halt her momentum. Considering her large frame, the violent actions scattered all the nearby clouds.

"Uhm, next time try and slow down more gently rather than slamming on the brakes."

'Johra don't be a cry baby, I know this is nothing for you.'

"Wah... but I'm all bones and no skin, I'm truly quite weak."

Ignoring my complaints, She dipped down into the Pit, landing near the lake.

Flap!

"Polymorph!"

Once on the ground, she resumed her demi-dragon form and drop me down from her shoulder.

Tap!

"Lord, I've been waiting."

Hundreds of Antilliens and Higher-Arachnids had assembled nearby.

"Great, you're all here. I have an announcement to make, I am now married to Valenor over here."

'Congratulations to the king!'

I received several telepathic messages as the insects bowed down differentially.

"Chompy are you really married? Isn't she too big for you?"

Gwyn flew towards me making trouble as usual, but Ian hung back, teary eyed and as she held Mallepi.

"Ian...."

'Just let me speak Johra. I don't know why you've decided to cast me aside and marry a dragon, but as your Familiar I can only offer congratulations. As for myself, I can't express any happiness because....'

I could guess what her last unfinished sentence meant, but in my eyes I would only ever see her as a sister.

Ian ran off crying, without any other telepathic response.

"Johra was that your Witch? And is this shrimp some pet you're raising?"

When asked by Valenor I naturally shook my head.

No, she is like a sister to me.

"Truly, a sister? I find the magic of birth incredibly confusing."

Gwyn hovered before me, barking more nonsense.

"Johra, even if you come to hate me, I will never do so in return. You can always put your trust in me."

Valenor tried to cheer me up as I stared at Ian's retreating figure.

Tak

"Good, but stop speaking nonsense, I won't ever hate you so I don't want to hear you talk like that."

She held me firmly by her side, I was more trapped than anything.

"Lord, I can understand Ian's words."