The Selection: Bride Of The Dark Dragon
Chapter 94

MIRA

It feels disappointing to be in the arms of the man that you love one second and replace yourself alone in a cold room the next. I have never felt this lonely…

But the good news – I remember everything now! Every single detail!

And Tristan! That piece of a … crown prince. Seriously, from now on when I hear the phrase “crown prince” it sounds like an insult! How dare he do this to me! And he even dared to threaten my father! Speaking of which, I need to make sure to get him and my family out of here! Fast!

Before Tristan takes me to breakfast I remind him myself about my medicine and take the detoxifying elixir right in front of him, smiling charmingly and thinking of one million ways to kill him with my bare hands. And yet, I cannot hurry. I need to be careful. Who knows what other traps he has for me. And for the people, I care about.

“Is everything fine, Mira?” he asks, giving my hand a light squeeze.

“Of course, why wouldn’t it be?” I shrug it off and notice how his facial expression changes. He is onto me and I know it. Also, I am not that good at pretending. It was one thing when I didn’t remember anything and it is completely another when I do. I remember that he was behind all those murders. Even if it was King Bendor’s order… And that’s a big IF. And I know that he blew up the whole Selection castle without even hesitating. And he drugged me for weeks now! And gods know what he has done to my father! I am starting to think that everything is not just a coincidence!

“No, Mira,” he pulls me harshly by my waist and makes me look into his eyes, “Something is wrong with you today. Something is not right. Tell me…”

“I…”

“Mira, you want to tell me everything, right?” he says with a raised brow and I know that this was an order, one of those that Sideria in my b***d should make me obey.

“Yes,” I sigh, “Um, I was thinking about all those girls the other day. The ones that are just like me…”

“What about them?” he seems a bit more relaxed now.

“What is the process there exactly?” I ask, “How are they going to receive the dark magic? And how are they going to share it with men?”

“That’s… that’s not something you should be worried about now,” he pats my head, “You have more important things to think of. Like our wedding. Have you seen your dress yet?”

“Yes, it’s gorgeous,” I try not to sound too annoyed, “But really, shouldn’t I be with them there? I am one of them.”

“Of course not, Mira, you are the future queen. You are most definitely not one of them,” he chuckles, “But if you want to take part, I might think about it, and then maybe you would be able to share dark magic with me.”

Something is off here…

“But how can I do that?” I smile at him coquettishly.

“That’s enough information for one day,” he pulls me closer and I know that he wants to k**s me. Damn it! I’d better just do it although it feels wrong on so many levels.. His lips are closer and closer, almost touching mine…

When we hear a sign of an explosion. And then another. And then one more!

“What is this?” I gasp and push him away quickly, using the situation and trying to figure out where the sound is coming from.

“Get back to your room!” he snaps, looking up at the sky. I follow his gaze and see something strange up there. Perfectly blue sky and white fluffy clouds… and yet something is off with that picture. In one place it looks like lightning start to appear. But why on such a perfect day? There are more and more of them every second and soon it’s as if a part of the sky collapses leaving an ugly hole in it. And in that hole the sky is of a completely different colour. It’s red and in some places it’s orange. As if the sky was in flames.

“Your highness! They’ve attacked us and broken the barrier dome!” knights from Tristan’s squad appear before us and just like that I know exactly what is going on. Why haven’t I thought of it earlier? Never ever have there been such perfect weather for so many days in a row during the rain season! It’s an illusion of a barrier! They put on a protective dome over the capital! And now someone is breaking it! Someone attacks us! And it could only be the gerdians!

A hole in the sky is a hole in the broken barrier. Rien! Only a dragon can attack at this kind of height!

I look and look, trying to see at least a glimpse of him. When Tristan pulls me harshly by my hand and then shoves at the two guards, “Take the future Crown Princess to her room! And make sure she stays there!”

“No!” I protest, “I…”

But the look in his eyes makes me stop. He suspects me…

“Mira, there is a battle going on. This is not a place for you,” he says, looking tensely at me.

“But I am a battle mage! I am…”

He comes quickly and covers his lips with mine in the most possessive k**s ever, his fingers are tugging the hair at the back of my head as he makes me look at him.

“You are the most precious thing I’ve got. I would rather this kingdom go to chaos than lose you!” he whispers, before pushing me back to the guard’s hands, “Take her to her room. Lock her in and guard her! You will pay with your lives if anything happens to my fiancée!”

The knights gran me by my hands and start dragging me away.

“Wait!” I shout, “Tristan!”

But he is already gone. I take the last glimpse at the hole in the barrier, trying to see my dragon… But nothing.

They shove me to my room, muttering apologies and something about all this being their job. Blah-blah-blah!

I don’t even listen. If gerdians are here, Derrien must be here too!

But however much I want to see him, this is war. War against my people and my people are dying this very moment!

I quickly take off my dress and go change into one of my battle outfits. Blue shirt with a vest and tight trousers. I attach all my daggers where they belong and make sure Rien’s locket is well hidden in my secret inner pocket. Right next to my heart.

First thing first, I need to get out and replace my family…

I hear the noise of battle right behind my doors and wait patiently with my hands crossed on my chest. When the door opens, I smirk.

“What took you so long?”