Dragon's Khu'meir

Chapter Eighteen

"If you like it, then I will wear it," Nakiirn answered.

Dakoya simply stood against the far door, waiting. He hadn't replied to my comment to leave, other than a slight sigh. He'd crossed his arms as he stood there waiting. Nakiirn stood from where he'd been sitting and eyed the clothing that had been laid out for him. He gave a slow nod. "This should work. Humbling," he replied with a small smile. He picked up the clothes and began pulling them one, piece by piece. When he was fully dressed, he adjusted a few pieces of it and then gave me a nod.

"Shall we?" Dakoya asked from the doorway.

"Yes. My father is undoubtedly waiting for us. His suggestion that the council would be meeting with us tonight is likely true. For something on this scale," Nakiirn paused as he looked over to Dakoya.

"They won't wait," the other dragon concluded, a bit of an edge to his tone.

"We will meet in the throne room," Nakiirn said and started for his door. Dakoya slid it open, then stepped aside to let us through.

My worry was starting to get worse as I looked to Nakiirn, and followed after him. I really had no idea what I was going to do if they decided to take him away from me. I couldn't bear the thought of it. So instead, I focused my attention on Nakiirn as I watched him walk. It was all I could do to stop myself from going crazy with worry. Nakiirn led the way and we soon arrived back at the throne room. And as we entered, there was a large group of dragons standing just by the trone. Natirien looked towards us from his throne as we entered.

Oh dear god. My worry shot through the roof as I watched the dragon Nakiirn was about to face.

The dragons in the throne room were dressed in fine silks. Mostly black in color, but a few were red and even purple. Almost as one, the group turned to face us. The looks that we received were less than welcoming. Stern frowns, and a general displeasure seemed to sweep the entire group. Behind me, Dakoya put his hand on my arm and leaned in close. "Just let Nakiirn talk. And whatever you do, don't interfere. It'll make it worse," Dakoya let out a soft sigh right next to my ear. "Let's just hope his explanation will be enough."

I gave a nod to Dakoya and looked to where Nakiirn was, he somehow seemed to have calmed down a bit. That didn't mean anything for my worry though as that was still threatening to make me beg to let me keep Nakiirn.

Nakiirn presented himself to the group and gave a bow. Natirien remained seated on his throne, a stoic look across his face. The council members moved, four on either side of Nakiirn, putting him in the middle. The white of his clothes that I'd chosen stood out wildly against the darker colours in the room.

"Nakiirn. As we understand it, you took your true form recently. As you know, this has been outlawed and decreed a violation of the treaty," the one at the front nearest to Natirien said.

"A treaty that your father put into motion to contain the clans and limit our overpowering abilities," a second added, this dragon's back was to me, but it sounded as if they were also closer to where Naitirien was.

Nakiirn simply nodded without answering. The council continued. "The treaty details are still being debated, but one thing has been agreed upon. The use of our true forms are too powerful and therefore must not be used. With that said, impart to us why you took your form."

"I have recently found my Khu'meir, as you well know that is something we revere as precious and rare. The abomination threatened my Khu'meir, even managed to cast its spell upon him. My father informed you of this, as well as the fact that the creature had escaped his prison. The creature haunted my Khu'meir and finally it got a hold of him. It took my Khu'meir from me in an attempt to hide him away. I could not allow it, and thus I took action against the abomination. As I am sure you know, vampires are not easy to be rid of. I needed to make certain that it would never come back to harm my Khu'meir again. Thus, I took my true form and disposed of the wretched thing." Nakiirn answered without hesitation, his voice projecting through the halls and after he'd finished speaking there was a lingering echo.