.Dragon's Legacy.

-37-

My feet were thumping down the hallways as I hurriedly tied my auburn red hair back in its usual style, one of the silver strands hanging in my face so I just tucked it behind me ears.

I pushed the double door before the guards could move to do it for me.

I froze at all the pairs of eyes that turned to me.

"I'm sorry this happened." I took a step back before uncle Em grabbed me and pulling me against his chest. "W-wait aren't you mad? Aren't you all mad?" I asked, pushing off his chest to put some distance between us.

"We all lost people we care about, you just externalized that pain." Aunt Amalia, who never grew taller then she was and now was a head smaller then me, said, still reaching up with an arm to my hair and messed it up.

"You aren't the only one that lost her cool when something like this happened." Kela said, referring to what she had told me. "Emotions are a heavy burden and hard to control."

"I still remember the day when the great darkness first showed himself, you royal mother almost perished in flames, Mystery lost her mind and we had to deal with enemies and avoiding being crushed or flamed by a raging dragon." Calypso said, the one I hurt the most.

"So you are not mad at me?"

"How could we be?" Fin hooked an arm around my waist. "We are a family, it hurts us all but she's the most important to you." Fen added with an around around my shoulders.

"Where is she?"

"Next room." Kela said, pointing at the single door at the back of this lounge room with her chin.

I walked out from the twins arms and followed after her, she opened the door for me.

"Mother." I whispered, stepping in and nodding at Kela who closed the door.

"Lin, thanks the gods you are fine." I walked over and hugged her, glancing down with sad gaze.

"What is this?" I asked, standing on a none slipping sheet of ice over a shallow basin filled to the top with water that had a glow-y blue hue but not as blue as the tear of the god Belladonna guarded, the ice having sigils painted over it and the body of Mystery in the water, the horrifying gaping hole there in her side.

"Long ago, we thought Belladonna died, you know the story, her body was dead but was alive, kept in stasis with the help of old magic until Arianwyn pulled a miracle to heal her..." She sighed heavyhearted. "This time, it is her in this position but unlike Belladonna she didn't remain in that dying state for long, your elvish friend being of great help."

"Yeah... She did say she was the best healer." I kneeled down as I stared down, dragging my hand over the ice, wishing she'd open her eyes and yell at me or something but she remained motionless in the blue water.

"She did mention that, the gods granted us a favor by not taking her away but the healing process will be long, very long."

"Do my sisters know?" I looked up at her.

"They suspect something is up from what glimpses and gossip they got but they don't know the extent of what we are hiding."

"Don't tell them mother." I shook my head. "I couldn't deal with the guilt."

"Lin you didn't do this."

"But I did!" I took a breath. "I did this.... If only I wasn't so focused on yelling at her, I would have noticed the spell coming at me."

"Dear you are not at fault." I felt her hand on my shoulder.

"It is.... Why did she do this? Why didn't she use her magic? She is more important then I am to this queendom... I don't get it..."

"Lin.... Once you grow up more and have your own child you'll realize it was the only option she had.... At moments like these you don't think, all she saw was you were going to be severely injured and she needed to act... There was no time to think, there is never time to think, she took the blow for you like Belladonna had took the blow for her back in the days, both could have relied on magic but what was more important was to get there in time."

"I was so mean.... I told her I hated her.... I told her before she got hit.... I can't take that back now."

"She isn't dead Lin, you can always take it back, we all make mistakes and unfortunately it is only after big mistakes do we realize how wrong we were."

"I never got to apologize."

"You'll get too when she wakes up... I'll leave you alone, I already spent the morning here myself, what queen am I to do this?" She asked herself, I watched her leave before looking back down as the door closed again.

Only when I was alone did I let the tears cascade free.

"I'm sorry." I whispered softly. "If only I could have shut my mouth, nothing of this would have happened... I am so sorry Mystery.... I'm so sorry mather.... I'm sorry." 

I cried with my forehead pressed against the cool ice.

"I'm sorry."

I sat up when I got a grip on myself, shifting my legs around so I was crisscross.

"You always liked singing to me as a child before I pushed you away.... I wonder if you can hear me now."

I am my mother's savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones
I am my mother's savage daughter
I will not cut my hair,
I will not lower my voice 

My mother's child is a savage
She looks for her omens, in the colors of stones
In the faces of cats
In the fall of features
In the dancing of fire in the curve of old bones 

I am my mother's savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones
I am my mother's savage daughter
I will not cut my hair,
I will not lower my voice 

My mother's child dances in darkness
She sings heathen songs, by the light of the moon
And watches the stars
And renames the planets
Dreams she can reach them,
With a song and a broom 

I am my mother's savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones
I am my mother's savage daughter
I will not cut my hair,
I will not lower my voice 

My mother's child curses, to loud and to often
My mothers child laughs, to hard and to long
And howls at the moon
And sleeps in ditches
And clumsily raises her voice in this song 

I am my mother's savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones
I am my mother's savage daughter
I will not cut my hair,
I will not lower my voice 

We are all brought forth, of darkness and water
Brought in to this world, through blood and through pain
And deep in our bones, the old songs are waking
So sing them with voices, of thunder and rain 

We are our mother's savage daughters
The ones who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones
We are our mother's savage daughters
We will not cut our hair,
We will not lower our voices

I don't know what I expected, even if she heard me she couldn't react.... But I hoped she could, do anything to show she alive because I can't see it.

I lifted my arms, fists closed and set against each other.

With a deep breath I closed my eyes.

And soon the ice shattered under me and splashed through the water.

I opened them, staring at the layer of water I was falling further from, back towards the ground as the wind whipped my hair around.

I brought my hand to my mouth and whistled loudly.

I landed flat on my back on Tra's back and sat up as he spiraled through the air.

"Find her." I whispered, he twisted his body to fly to his destination as I tightly gripped the purple fur in my fists.