Dragon's wrath

Ranya R. Romance

**COMPLETED**
**Sequel to In the Skin of Dragon**
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“You look tired.” Alarick commented when I finally got out of bed, washed my face, and put some clothes on so I could join him for breakfast. Since he came back a month ago, we had been living together, and I didn’t have to go to the cafeteria to eat breakfast again. They even rebuilt the floor below us so my mom could live there and be close to me. It was a bit different to our house back in town, but at least she was close by and could come visit anytime she wanted. Since I didn’t go to the cafeteria anymore, from time to time my mom stopped by with breakfast, only to give me cream of wheat. She always made it with the perfect amount of butter and brought extra cinnamon, so once I had eaten the upper layer of cinnamon, I could always add more.

“I didn’t sleep very well,” I answered him, but instinctively looked at myself in the mirror to see if I really looked tired or how he recognized it. I saw nothing in particular except slight bag under both of my eyes.

“Bad dreams?” he asked, but I wasn’t able to answer him properly. I didn’t know. There might have been dreams, at least I know almost everyone has dreams while sleeping, but I didn’t remember any.

“I don’t know. If I had any dreams, I don’t remember them.” I answered, while gently shaking my head in denial. I took my seat next to him and grabbed some toast from the breakfast spread we had today. He had already made some tea with milk for me and, as usual, instead of sugar, he sweetened it with honey. I had drunk nothing better, and it immediately became my favorite drink.

“Maybe we could go somewhere and relax today, just the two of us? What do you think?” My eyes literally shone in excitement as soon as he asked me. I had tried to sneak out several times and most of the time I was successful until recently, when I had to tell them because we needed to gain access to the sea in the west. My father was busy with the old technology, searching for the lost technology of seafaring. We could use the sail boats we had, but we didn’t know what was on the other side. We didn’t even know how long we would have to sail, and leaving everything behind and just going would be stupid. We couldn’t do that. We couldn’t leave everything and everyone behind.

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