The King's Reign

Chapter VII - The King

:Point of View - Colossus:

Azzai and I soon became a proper couple after sometime, though I was bigger than her we completely complimented each other. After the death of her son, I guess you could say I became more protective of her and her daughter.

What does that mean you are wondering, well that means that I became a complete terror when it came to others trying to hurt those that I love. Viridian was her only child after all, and I wasn't about to lose her too.

The rainy season came, and then it went as swift as the early breeze, and the land was starting to return back to its normal self. No more landslides and no more slippery ground. As the rainy season finally left, Azzai and I finally decided to try and start a family of our own. Though, I was scared about it. Truly I was, I just couldn't say it enough or think it enough at the time.

My first thought was, a common one to have. I'm sure that all new parents have those inner doubts about it. That and they worry if they would be a good parent or not. Azzai wanted to start one with me, cause I believe she thought that it would bring us even closer together. Course, we were close. As close as could be.

I remember the day clearly of when Azzai made the nest to accommodate the time for when she was to lay her eggs, our first clutch between us. The only reason why I remember it so vividly was cause her and I crossed that sacred line. The only kind of line that mates would ever cross. The both of us would be taking care of hatchlings, and as silly as that was I was more scared of it.

So many days went by after the death of Cyrus, and we grieved about him. Truthfully, I still grieve about losing him. If only I was more prepared, if only I could go back in time and get there in time to save him. You have to understand, loss is a horrible thing and I wanted to try with everything in my power to never have to lose a loved one again. But it just happened sometimes and it was avoidable when it does happen for it happens to quickly.

That day that Azzai made her nest was a few months after losing her son, I was fully grown and I was so much bigger than I was originally. I took all my experiences and learned from them, and it made me feel stronger than I have ever felt in my life. This strength fueled my resolve to protect the only family that I had left.

Admittedly, I was not there a lot to help with making the nest with Azzai. I was out a lot to kill any who would dare to step on my lands without my permission, I killed many other predators that I thought were a threat to my family. I didn't even let them go, if they tried running away from me. I killed all who trespassed so I wouldn't have to go through another loss again. Even if they begged for their lives, I didn't let them go. As I worked my hardest to protect them, I know that Azzai was not alone. She had her daughter.

Viridian was so helpful to her mother and I know that for sure, and she was even a bit bigger than when we first met. She seemed ecstatic about her mother having more hatchlings, for it meant that she would be a big sister again.

Even if Viridian was happy about it, I know that Azzai wasn't so happy about it. I would soon figure out why though.

That night I returned home, my massive frame stalked through the wilderness that made up our home. My body was scarred up from so many fights that I had, throughout the many months. I would always come back with new scars, and a bloody maw.

Viridian was settled down beside the nest, which always made me smile. She seemed so happy about this, and I was glad that she was. However, I heard footsteps which I recognized as Azzai. I looked at her and she looked up at me with a troubled expression.

'We need to talk.', sighed Azzai as she looked at me.

I looked at her confused, as I tilted my head. 'What is it?'