Azian Prince of Dragon's book 1

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be a way out. A way to escape this fate coming towards us. Th

d strategically to give the room a bright aur

er, lighting it as if that could chase

whispered Danger,

self free

ust pray to Erania, pray for her forgiveness that her so

dess, Queen o

k. K

Sorceress!" a faint voice called o

replied calmly but loud enough to be heard,

asked not even bothering to turn around, I could sense her aura from a mi

gic to

lowered her head

back, I would like to know if the rumours are

nd what rumours may those be? " I gri

"That the pro

ngelic blue eyes and her coal kissed hair, my blood

. I slumped over feeling defeated. Something was coming, some

shoulders like lofty clouds gave away the fact that my magic was fading w

Abigail stuttered shaking her head slowly. She knew of the proph

is" I replied, my tone a defeated whisper

shaking but the rest of her body as

t here and wait for calamity, we must do something mistress, we simply must! " she retorted with pleading

s shot to min

in which the spell from earlier was laid before me."I set a spell that made anyone who was holding the

njure, control and send a demon as powerful as that. Ev

that easy to get rid of t

iting the next line but no ot

e spell successful? " she urged, h

my eyes shifting between the spell,

s my

wipe the abominable tear that rolled down a great witches cheek. It was unsee

n't exp

of things, a lot of emot

t I held out my hand to stop her from m

" I'm fine Abigail, let me w

e, looking both fr

"so the spell did not work,"

r been a spell that has failed or backfire

inheriting their magic, along with beauty (when I was you

l's mother, who had passed on to the aft

uld become the next great witch of the kingdom of Riota( the witch king

accordingly, I could feel it manifest seconds after

"So

o..H-he is not.." I stutt

t understand, if the spell w

o is holding the child at the time of delivery and smother him, killin

wind stormed thro

o strong it has to manifest as wind," I explained, turnin

"What do

an should contain so much power, it is deathly. It cannot be transferred, it's just too m

tronger. He is but a child but I feel the ground move at a simple cry

could hear him, when he was born, but he is quiet now.

, before suddenly turning around grabbing my ni

resence! Do not use your magic against him! " I yelled at her, feeling like

as saucers. She was probably wondering what was wrong

ng, once she wore the mantle, she would fe

us witches, we become one. We can handle him together, eliminating him once and for all. We can't afford him growing. You above all people know the prophecy! He will clean out our people, rid

. Hope? She had hope? I threw my head back, falling in a fit of laught

ho was always in control? If only she knew how small h

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you think he is but a child? An infant?

her bite

d innocent my l

others mother, and your mothers mothers mother, and the one before her and so on and so forth,

tch Alesia " Abigail replied as a smal

of all witches. We are her direct descendants. Hence comes our power"

ere she got her

il no

They say after her kind action the once dirty old man became a young prince with hair as golden as the sun and eyes bluer than the ocean his voice bringing thunder to the sky yet touch as soft

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know my dear Abigail is the other half of the story. W

er ears looking at h

"what do you mean

thousand years ago. The dragon race ruled the sky. Dragons are magic

Their blood rarer than a month old wedded virgin. Their abilities vaster than the space above the stars, they are the King race, the golden dragons are their royalty. But as time passed and other races evolved the dragons became weaker living amongst men, indulging w

ating their blood till no pure golden dragon reigned on the throne, they became weak, the people had enough of the misery these abominations brought and came t

it her bo

e you trying to say tha

to her, " He is much more powerful than we ever could have imagine

hought fo

us to help him ruin us? The prophecy clearly states

y face. That's i

ega slyly, moving closer to my dear neice, "read

What do you mean? " she asked, her fac

ean t

s ta

ted magically. Being

e and in the next second I was

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