Chosen By The Dragon Kings novel Chapter 63

Matitus POV

I follow after Silas, his burning rage radiating out of him as he storms into the castle heading for the library. When I approach, he had upturned the entire room in a matter of seconds, once again I would have to clean up his mess, his anger always getting the better of him.

“What the fuck is your problem?” I demand making him turn around and glare at me.

“I will not give the Fae our kingdom” He argues.

“Is this what your so pissed off about? Because she is Fae, what did you expect her to be, a bedroom toy? We are kings either way she would be our Queen”

“That’s exactly what I expect, she is Fae. This is my kingdom, we built it. I won’t just hand it over to the Fae to do as they please”

“What are you talking about? You’re not giving the Fae our kingdom, you are just agreeing to let Elora rule alongside us, they listen to her. This is a good thing Silas”

“You blinded by her; you don’t even see what is happening” Silas retorts. I did see, clearly saw what is happening, change was happening, and he couldn’t handle it, his ego getting in the way, his burning hatred for the Fae consuming his head.

“So, what you expected Elora, just to remain by side and have no say in anything?” I ask.

“Yes, she is ours, she shouldn’t be challenging us, challenging our titles, she is to be seen not heard” Silas screams at me before throwing a chair against the wall. I laugh I can’t help it. He really expects a woman like her to be stuck in a corner and do as she is told.

“I can’t believe your laughing, there is nothing funny about this, this goes against everything. She is going against us” Silas yells the temperature rising with his anger.

“Is this about Elora or the Fae?”

“The Fae, what else would it be about?”

“Well sorry to break it to you Silas, Elora is Fae. She can’t change who she is”

‘I won’t hand my kingdom over to the Fae, I don’t care what she is to us. This was supposed to break the curse on the Dragon’s not the Fae, her sacrifice was wasted and then this bullshit threatening to take our kingdom”

“She isn’t taking anything, why can’t you see that? You are right she made a sacrifice so did Claire, the curse on the dragons? Fuck the curse Silas, I don’t give a damn about the curse with her by our side” I scream back at him.

“Maybe the curse on the dragon’s wasn’t a sacrifice she is supposed to make” Dragus says overhearing the conversation as he walked in.

“What are you talking about, the book said the chosen one had to make the sacrifice” He argues back against Dragus.

“Think about it Silas, why would a Fae have to make a sacrifice for the Dragons. Elora doesn’t owe us anything. If anything, you owe her a fucking apology, you just denounced her in front of the entire kingdom all because she is Fae. Her being Fae does not affect her ability to rule alongside us” Dragus tells him.

“She is not our equal” He screams back at him. His entire body trembling and I could see scales rippling up his arms as he fought to not shift where we stood.

“Maybe that’s the problem, you two have been fighting against each other the moment she got here. You want her to be our mate, yet she is to sit below us. That’s not how it is supposed to be, she is to stand beside us, not behind us, equal’s Silas”

“Fae will never be equal to the Dragons” He says turning away.

Dragus and I both stare at him, nothing we say was getting through to him. What I didn’t realise was that Elora had heard everything, didn’t realise she was watching from the doorway, she remained silent, if it weren’t for the hurt hitting me through the bond, I wouldn’t have even noticed she was there. What Silas said hurt her.

“If that’s how you feel Silas, I will take my people and leave” Her voice strong, yet I could feel how much she was struggling to remain that way, not wanting him to see how deeply his words cut her, she felt rejected by him, by us.

Silas spins around at the sound of her voice, I could tell he didn’t mean for her to overhear, yet she had, and he was to stubborn to admit he was wrong, to stubborn to give into her.

“And go where Elora, you’re not leaving this kingdom?”

“If you don’t want the Fae here means you don’t want me here” She tells him.

“That’s not what I said” He says stepping forward, but she puts up her hand warding him off and he stops, regret shining in his eyes.

“I wonder what they mean?” She asks softly tracing her fingers down her side of the blossoms and flames.

“May I” I ask, and she looks up at me. Her eyebrows furrowing before she nods. Kneeling in front her I trace my fingers over the new markings, they glow under my touch, reacting to me. I knew it. These were our markings, she had been blessed with our magic, when we pledged our loyalty to her it sealed us to her, giving her a piece of us, though I could tell it wasn’t complete because of the way it suddenly cut off. She was missing one piece. That piece was Silas.

“It’s our magic” I tell her, looking up at her. She stared back down not understanding.

“When we stood before you pledging ourselves to you, it gave you a part of us” I tell her.

“But I am Fae, not Dragon?” She says.

“I doesn’t matter, you’re our mate we are part of you and you us” I tell her.

“So, you sacrificed a piece of your magic and gave it to me?” She asks. Her words hitting me like a tonne of bricks and Dragus’s words earlier, that he said to Silas. It finally made sense.

I knew he was right. It was never Elora who had to make the sacrifice, it was us. Only we could break the curse. We had to surrender to her, give ourselves wholly to her. Yet I knew the curse would never be broken because I know Silas would never surrender to a Fae, even if she is our mate. Even if it meant breaking the curse.

I laugh at my newfound knowledge, Blaire was cunning, she knew he would never submit to the Fae; therefore, the curse would never be broken. She knew he would kill them off, yet she must have misunderstood the Fae’s ability to survive, or she knew they would, but his stubbornness would see to the curse never being broken.

Blaire knew, no matter what Silas would be his own downfall, the ultimate revenge. We could have broken the curse all along we just didn’t see it.

“What’s so funny?” She asks staring down at me. I kiss her hip and she shivers; I love how reactive she is to us, love how her body reacts even when she doesn’t want to.

“Nothing little one, nothing you need to worry about”

Author Note

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