She’s protected, I say. I obtained her out.

After a protracted pause, Seren solutions. Thanks for telling me.

Chapter 5

Seren finds me inside the hour. Our dragon stone connection leads her proper to me.

She bows earlier than me, spreading her wings large. I’m timid as I method the pearlescent-colored dragon.

I noticed her many months in the past when Niawen launched my household to her. I used to be by no means privileged sufficient to journey on her as my brother, Kelyn, and the fur dealer Owein had.

I really feel a bitter satisfaction. Due to my state of affairs and my have to journey to Gorlassar, I’ll lastly have my first dragon flight.

“Are you prepared for this?” Seren asks.

I rub my palms over her shoulder. “How exhausting might or not it’s?” I consider poor Kelyn and his concern of heights. He managed to fly with Niawen on Seren, nevertheless it wasn’t with out a lot harassment from me. I attain towards the saddle above her shoulders. “Do you ever take this factor off?”

“I solely simply put it on. With Aneirin’s assist.”

Pretending to look at her saddle straps, I pause briefly. I would meet this Aneirin, Niawen’s old flame, the rationale she left the dragon realm within the first place.

“Ah, he is aware of I’m coming,” I say, attempting to sound detached. What is going to he say to me? Will he blame me for Niawen’s present predicament? What’s extra, how can I face the immortal Niawen held such excessive esteem for? She wasn’t capable of let go of him to permit herself to like me.

I blamed her indifference for me on my mortality.

However when she was exiled from the immortal world, she left me and located the worst and solely immortal on the planet to like, Lord Caedryn.

That actually makes a man really feel inferior.

Seren sniffs. “Kenrik, you may’t cover your emotions from me except you make a acutely aware effort. You and Aneirin are as completely different as turtles and birds. You may’t evaluate your self to him, and you haven’t any purpose to really feel inferior.”

I cock my head, contemplating. “She was afraid of being alone. That’s why she went to Caedryn. Kelyn’s near-death had shaken her. She couldn’t bear the considered dwelling eternally whereas watching a mortal husband die.”

Kelyn was the fortunate one to suggest to her. Niawen was not oblivious to his affections for her.

Nor mine.

I would even say we fought for her love.

“Sure. Niawen has at all times had a concern of being alone.” Smoke rises from Seren’s mouth, coming from her inner flame.

Time to satisfy Niawen’s previous, I say to myself.

“Hey.” Seren noses me. “Aneirin by no means beloved her as you do. He was her closest pal. Virtually her sister.”

“They’ve identified one another for hundreds of years. A man feels a bit inferior when he’s solely identified Niawen for just a few months.”

And when he’s not an immortal god.

“Are you prepared to do that?”

“Prepared as I’ll ever be.” I grip the sting of the saddle and stand on Seren’s forearm. She lifts me, and I slide my leg over the saddle and settle into place.

“Maintain on.” Seren bounces as soon as earlier than spreading her broad wings. She rears up, and I seize her saddle. As she launches into the sky, my breath escapes me. I fold my physique flat to hers in the course of the ascent, praying I keep on, because the wind coils round my physique and rips by my hair.

Niawen pulled gentle round her, to heat her physique and to cement herself within the saddle, Seren says.

How do I do this?

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