Smolder

Chapter 28

"I can give my own introduction, Orpheus," said the young woman standing between them and Argi.

Then she looked at Arron and Elli and said, "Took after father, didn't you?"

Arron lunged at her, sword unsheathed from before.

Sometimes it's time to talk, sometimes it's time to jump on people.

He confuses them from time to time.

Before he could even touch the ground, she was suddenly behind him. She grabbed his arm and swung it around his head. Without his hand, he fell out of balance and face first on the ground.

The girl pressed him to the ground, knee forcing down on the small lower portion of his spine. With a flick of a movement, his sword was on the ground twenty feet away from him.

"Hit first, talk later. That's my little brother!" Isabella laughed, "Too slow, though."

"Let me go!" Arron grunted.

"Why should I?" The smugness in her voice seriously annoyed Arron.

A ball of Scarlet fire blasted into her, with a wave of heat. Isabella scrambled backward, not burning but clearly taken a blow from the sheer force of the blast. Arron scrambled to his feet.

"Stop attacking my brother!" Elli's hands were engulfed in Scarlet flames. It swirled around her, like it does whenever she is poised to attack.

"Well, if you have eyes, you saw that he attacked first," Isabella brushed aside a layer of soot from her cloths.

"Let him go."

"Already did."

Elli's lips quivered like she couldn't decide on what to say. A rare moment.

"You said you're our sister," at last she found her words, "Prove it."

She held her hand up. A ball of bright white fire burst into existence over her palm, blinding like the midday sun. White smoke rose from it, it snaked up and dissolved into the sky.

Arron looked at it in awe. This was impossible. How can there be another child of the royalty? Especially one that bears the eternal flame, the fire born by their father.

But understanding flashed in Elli's eyes. Why did everybody knew things he didn't?

"Yes," Isabella said, as if reading his mind, "I inherited the eternal flame. And no worries, I have no intention of inheriting the throne."

"But... But, that's impossible," Arron managed.

Isabella spread her hands and pointed to herself, "Impossible."

"Listen," Orpheus butted in, "I understand sibling disputes, I really do. But we probably should get moving now."

"So," Isabella continued on that, "Are you coming or what?"

"Yes, we are," Elli decided for both of them.

"Good, get up."

Isabella touched the Argi's snout. The dragon offered them one of it's enormous wings, knocking down some trees in the process.

Did she train him in two days?

Isabella hopped on the wings and yelled, "I suppose those two on the ground are with you? Because we got enough room up here."

"Yeah, they're with us," no questioning it anymore. Not after what happened with Russell.

"So you're gonna wake them up or not?"