Pegasus vs. Dragons!

Chapter 14: Secret Relationship Part 4!

      Zane grabbed Maybelle's hand as they walked around the village. "What should we do now?" Maybelle asked and Zane thought about it. "I think we should just enjoy one another company." Zane replied and Maybelle smiled. "I love that plan." Maybelle replied. There was a moment of silence as the wind blew Maybelle's hair back and made her dress flap. "This wind feels nice." Zane commented. He looked down at her with love in his eyes. Maybelle looked up and locked eyes with him. "What?" Maybelle asked with a small smile. "Nothing, I just cannot believe you are mine." Zane replied. "And you are mine." Maybelle agreed. "Not to ruin this moment, but when are we going to go to our own homes tomorrow?" Zane asked and Maybelle sighed as she looked down. "I do not know. It will probably be best to leave after breakfast." Maybelle replied and Zane nodded as he looked forward. "You are right, it will probably be best that way." Zane agreed. Maybe smiled up at him and squeezed his hand as he looked down at her. "We will see each other again." Maybelle told him and he smiled. "Of course we will." Zane agreed.
     Zane sat at their secret spot as he waited for Maybelle. She told him to stay there while she goes and get dinner this time. She had borrowed his picnic basket and left to find food. Zane sat there as he thought about a few things. Is running away with Maybelle really the best or right thing to do? He loves her, more then he knew possible. But he loves his mom and his friends. He is a dragon and needs to spread his wings and fly every so often, but he can't do that with her. He would love to tell her the truth. Maybe he can do that before they go their separate ways in the morning, and hope she's okay wity it. Je loves her and knows who she is. But how can he know she truly loves him if she doesn't know who he really is?
   Maybelle held the picnic basket as she made her way back to their secret spot. She had a few things on her mind as she walked across the human village. She's considering telling him her secret, who she truly is at heart. He has the right to know, doesn't he? He thinks he knows her, but he doesn't. Not the biggest part. Who knows? Maybe he'll be okay with the truth. Maybe he'll like it or even love it. But she won't know until she actually tells him, and she wants to. Badly, at this point. She finally told him that she loved him, and he told her that he loved her too. But does he? He thinks he does. But how can he leave her if he doesn't even know who she truly is. She loves him, and knows he deserves the truth. She finally reached Zane and smiled at him as she sat down with the picnic basket. "Ready to eat?" Maybelle asked as she took soms food out. "Definitely." Zane replied.
      It was late and they were getting ready to go to sleep. Maybelle laid down on her back as she looked up at the night sky. Zane was sitting up. "The stars are beautiful." Maybelle commented. Zane smiled as he laid down next to her. "Maybe one down I can reach up and catch one for you." Zane suggested and Maybelle laughed. "I would love to see that." Maybelle agreed. Zane looked at her with a smile. "I really love you." Zane told her. Maybelle looked back at him with and smile. "I really love you too." Maybelle agreed. "We should probably go to sleep, we will be getting up pretty early tomorrow morning." Zane told her and she nodded. "Goodnight, Zane." Maybelle commented. "Goodnight, Maybelle." Zane commented. They both rolled over, facing each other, and locked eyes for a moment as their faces were only inches apart. Then they closed their eyes and slowly drifted into slumber.
     It was early in the morning. Zane got gotten a couple fish from the ocean and put them on the stick. The forewood was all ready in a pile. Maybelle opened her eyes just before he shot some fire on the pile. She gasped as she jumped up and scooted backwards. "Maybelle.... You did not see that, did you?" Zane asked. "I did." Maybelle replied and Zane sighed. "I can explain." Zane told her and she nodded as she relaxed. She knew exactly what he was, only one creature has the power of fire. "You are a Dragon, are you not?" Maybelle asked. "I am." Zane replied shocked. "I thought so." Maybelle commented. "How did you know?" Zane asked. "I know a lot about Dragons, because I am a Pegasus." Maybelle replied. Zane gasped as he stood up. Maybelle sighed as she stood up too. "You cannot be a Pegasus." Zabe commented. "I can, and I am." Maybelle told him. She held out her hand and turned the fire into a block of fire. Zane glared at her. He couldn't believe that he fell in love with a Pegasus. He ran toward her and knocked her down as he was ontop of her. "A Pegasus killed my father!" Zane exclaimed. She kneed him in the groin and punched him in the face. Then she pushed him off of her and quickly got ontop of him. "And plenty of Dragons have killed plenty of Pegasus as well." Maybelle told him. Sne stood up and he groaned as he stood up too. "I have always hated your kind." Zane told her. "I have never hated your kind, I always thought we were the same." Maybelle told him. "We are not." Zane told her.
     She turned around and looked at the hill. She gasped when she saw a familiar face among the humans. "That is one of my parents guards, must be looking for me." Maybelle commented. "What do you mean?" Zane asked as he slowly and cautiously walked up to her. She sighed as she walked backwards, so the man couldn't see her ontop of the hill. "I am not just a Pegasus, Zane. I am the Princess." Maybelle replied. "Of course you are." Zane commented. "We were a Forbidden Romance when I thought you were a human, but now things are more complicated then they were before." Maybelle commented and he nodded. "I know." Zane agreed. "I do not know if you hate me now, but I still love you. But this cannot work, I will not let my parents find out about you and put you in harms way. This is over, Zane." Maybelle explained. She walked in the direction of the mountains. He sighed before going in the direction of the caves.