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Reclaiming My Beloved Dragon Prince

Chapter 3 Training Session

Word Count: 2450    |    Released on: 03/09/2024

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them even for a moment. What if I took a selfish moment to be somewhere else only to find they had taken

e I did when they were suffering? I should

ood and other essentials brought here, setting up camp in a comfortable corner of the infirmary. I plan

impossible, I can't think

f one another, giving them the nickname "the twins." They were the last two eggs in my clutch of eight to be laid and the last tw

out to give up home, th

into mist and shadow as their bodies try to make sense of their 4th form while also processing the other three. None of the other babies have

bservations, they think that even after a cure, thes

d the only way I will get the cure for them is to offer them up to the Luxandrian queen as an offering of peace. It would cost her nothing to g

a tool against me, giving them the cure only to take it away before they are comple

eep, knowing that every breath is a miracle of sorts, considering I grew up be

ts underneath my fingertips calming my frazzled nerves. Each beat of their heart is an affi

me. And soon, the

cause the next thing I knew,

with a r

ving me another shake. "You need to get some proper

know about wondering if their next breath will be their last? You have no idea what it feels like to be a mo

a hard, vicious slap to her spirit and pride. Her movements are

led her motherhood into question. She has done

e takes a deep breath, her fists clenching as she adds, "That doesn't mean I don't care about your pain or that of my nieces and nephews. I may have missed my children's hatching and

of her most difficult decisions. "I'm sorry that I hurt you, but you must u

rust me when I say that no amount of suffering on your part will make this problem magically disappear," she flings h

them, I need to be her

in your misery instead of removing the obstacle in your way. What you are doing now," she continues scolding me, her eyes hot coals burning in frustration and anger, "Is not serving them or you. None of this

for one of your training sessions right now. There are

yone on the surface knows, you are just a sun dragon, and not a particularly strong one." She smirks. "Universal dragons are so rare, most of them will have never seen another in their lifetimes. We will use t

before I return and force you." She gives me another self-satisfied grin over her shoulder as s

ver cross her and never test her. She may look beautiful and even delicate, but she will leave

family. Especially to her family,

rsal dragon." What it takes to truly become this mythical creature is a bit of a mystery, because it is so rare, and even whe

e can tell, to the powers I can learn and absorb. Universal dragons can take the shape and abilities of any ot

ince I spent several months developing within her, growing within my egg, I am naturally familiar with everyt

t we have yet to unlock it, possibly because I have y

gon. I did, after all, hatch one of the most powerful Earth dragons, eight remarkable children--Children that I now need to save by learning any skill

e is that the room is surprisingly full. Usually, when we train, it is

re at least twent

rch Ona's face, hoping

uly test them. You are going to spar with each of these dragons. You will learn how they move, how they attack, and how they defend. You will see them in

?" I protest, looking back the way I

"That's what servants are for, Little

combination of fire, sky, and water--a storm dragon. There have been other storm dr

I glare at Ona. "I

e. He is also your opponent. You can choose not to spar,

es from the ground while in his human form,

y arms, po

me. His eyes are mesmerizing, enchanting me as they spin and swirl--just b

trying t

y of his mother's. "If I were t

rm on his back and he dives at me, his energy

t impaled before I wake up e

is lightning but I can

ter!" On

to my mind, something sh

ther or not I hurt Or

e. Images of my babies at their hatching, the joy I felt when I wrapped my serpentine

f the way--I let his power burn through me. He pauses

face is horror-struck

inful and sweet. I see my family, our life, and how it should have been

mus, our fights, our

when I refused him and left

ted him, and we twirled in the

first time, claiming every part of my body

as he sat next to the Luxandrian Queen, his fl

en my

both gasp, taki

s of light and fire spring from my back and I ris

unned nephew and ask, "Wha

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