"Yes, I am the First Princess of the Forest Gate, wife of Prince Bastil of the Summer Suns . " Feya replied and Bryson's eyes flashed with danger as he glanced at his granddaughter . Kyera met his eyes and smiled, letting her expression speak for herself .
"I see . Then you are considered the highest Rank here . Come, you must ride with me at the head of the coach . It is tradition, and since all of you are ladies . " He offered her his hand to step out of the coach . Feya's face grew pale as she looked at his hand as if it would bite her . She smiled trying to be endearing .
"I am not use to such cold, I am sorry…" Feya replies batting her eyelashes . Kyera smiled for a split second .
Advertisement"I will take the burden from my Sister . She is more frail than I . " Kyera offered taking his hand and slowly standing up . Feya frowned and pushed her back only to be pinned against the other seat . Cora's raised lip letting her fangs peek out from behind her teeth .
"You do not touch . " Cora warned and the darkness in Bryson's eyes lightened a bit . The serpent slowly sat back in her chair relaxed a bit more, but the warning in her words filled the air .
"Kyera, the sentiment is divine my dear . I would be proud to have you . " Bryson glazed past that situation and smiled . Kyera took his hand and stepped off the carriage .
She took the tiny zither from her hair and looked up at the sky . With a small motion of her hand she strummed the tiny instrument . Within seconds the sound of wings could be heard . A small armless dragon flew down from the clouds and landed solidly on the earth .
Scales of crimson and soft grays marbled her body . Iridescent gold and gray making up her underbelly and the span of her wings . The wyvern was the size of a horse with a wingspan to match . Its piercing orange eyes meeting hers as it blew a puff of smoke . Bryson chuckled .
"It is odd seeing someone other than the storm twins heed your call . " Bryson offered as he looked to the sky and whistled . It was a long low sound and a solid black streak barreled toward them . The dragon pulled up and landed, clumsily skidding to a stop at his master's feet . Both Grandfather and Granddaughter chuckled at his expression .
The aged dragon was a beauty, and filled with power, but someone had forgotten to give him grace . Though the elder had plenty of presence, his lack of depth perception could be tied to his single eye . Bryson rubbed the scales between his eyes and laughed, a deep belly laugh . Kyera smiled caressing the smokey Crimson dragon .
"Lady Kyzie…" Purred the elder dragon who had picked up this nickname for the lady when she had been much smaller . Bryson chuckled as kyera's cheeks turned slightly rosey in color .
"Cysan . " Kyera nodded at the older dragon letting it slide as she began stroking down the Crimson's neck and ensuring the blanket was in place properly . It would be a extremely uncomfortable and dangerous if it wasn't secured properly .
"Storm Dancer…" The Smokey dragon asked and Kyera smiled at him, dazzling him with her pretty sweet smile . He looked down, chest bursting with pride . Inside his body began to churn the fire and his body began to emit heat, more than enough to keep Kyera warm . She smiled and leaned her forehead to his side letting her body warm before taking a step back . He watched her with calm and attentive eyes .
"The Storm Twins are busy, I will have to entrust myself to you, Tyme . " Kyera added as she stepped onto the running board of the carriage . The jostling caused Melania to peek out the window drapes . Her mouth fell open as she watched this forest born princess swing into the saddle of a lizard… but then she corrected herself .
"Is it just me or is that a Wyvern . " Melania asked raising a brow and Feya leaned over to see Kyera readjusting in the saddle and urging the lizard to join Bryson who had already mounted Cysan . They began to lead away and the horses lightly lurched the carriage as they moved to follow .
"That is… how dare she chance the health of a royal barren . " Feya scoffed sitting back on the chair . "I would never allow myself to ride such a beast . So irresponsible and she wants to be Empress… Even a queen should know better . " She continued to try and create some sort of
outrage .
Chapter end
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