《My Mate, The Dragon》Chapter Fifty
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December 5th 2019
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Sheila
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We were on the move again. The werewolves had left last night to get the surprise attack on the Twin. We were following behind them, we were going to the anvil and hammer tactic. The werewolves, a strong second to the Dragons, will hit them head on, and just like last time, we will come in and corner them. It was a simple tactic for success.
They had much more men then we did, which means that we needed to end the war swiftly. Not to mention that I had to be back to the Ash Palace in a month to deal with my fishy friends. I couldn't miss that day, regardless of missing a battle.
"My feet want to die," I groaned jokingly, I was once again a pack horse, carrying all I could on my back. We have been walking for about eight hours, which was horrible for me.
"I told you I could carry some of your stuff," my mate who was walking right next to me in his dragon form. He was also carrying a few loads on him. He was looking at me with worry as I slowly stepped over a fallen log.
I stomped down, trying not to lose my balance to the soft earth. "I'm fine, I'm fine, we are almost there." I shrugged him off and focused on walking.
"It was a mistake allowing you to get to the supplies before me," he mumbled under his breath. I gave him a toothy grin. Yes it certainly was a mistake.
There was a shadow and wings above us for a second. Then shortly after Cebrus landed right in front of us. He was not carrying anything besides a backpack. "Good morning Cebrus," I said as he fell into pace with myself and my mate.
"I come to warn you," he ducked his head and held up hand to his lips to stop others from tuning in. He glanced between both myself and my mate.
"What? What's wrong?" I looked at Cebrus with wide eyes. He rarely talked, this must be truly urgent. "Does Xion know?"
He shook his head and looked around us once more. Everyone seemed to be paying attention to other things. He got closer to us, whispering, "Azai cannot be trusted."
That was a shock to my system. "Why?" I had my eyebrows raised, puzzled by this news. I looked over to my mate to see his face expressionless. What are you thinking?
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I am surprised, but yet again, not at all.
That sent me through another wave of confusion. How did Cebrus get this information?
"Azai is here. He was following you both last night." That's probably where I had saw Cebrus is the shadows.
"Isn't he supposed to be back at his castle? With all the other kings?" I gasped looking between the two trying to see if I was the only one thinking this.
"Exactly," my mate grumbled. "My spies say he's there right now," his eyes snapped to Cebrus. "How could it be he is here too?"
Cebrus shrugs, "guess as good as mine..." he sighed slumping his shoulders. His words cut off due to his years of being socially awkward.
"Do you think he is a spy for Kolgrims army?" I addressed the elephant in the room.
Cebrus' face paled slightly, his eyebrow twitching with worry. I looked to my mate to see a concerned face. "Yes, probably, most likely." Zaivinth was thinking out what to do next.
"It makes sense, that would explain how Kolgrim got the jump on us going to Azai's castle." He growled, a chill ran down my spine.
"Okay, so let's say he is a spy." I took a deep breath, "he knows all our battle plans. Which means the werewolves are about to walk into a massacre."
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I've never seen Cebrus take off so fast he just left with a, "my gods." Which made me want to throw up with anxiety. I used to feel like Cebrus didn't care, though I know now is that his lack of emotions, and his lack of caring are two way different things. Now seeing how stressed he was, sent me over the edge. Was my race about to get slaughtered due to a spy?
Why would Azai betray us? What is his motive? This came out of nowhere. I turned behind me and shouted to the men, "everyone, three paces faster, forward march!" I picked up the speed, my feet no longer hurting. My mate flew up ahead, to get the people in front of us moving.
Why couldn't war go smoothly? Why can't I just trust people? Azai seemed so nice, was it all just a mask?
There are maybe six people now that I could trust my life in. Those people being, Zaivinth, Weni, Flores, Xion, Cebrus, and Herus, in that order. It was small group of people, but they were all very, very, powerful fighters. I felt safe around them, as they should feel about me.
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Zaivinth, Weni, and Herus, have proved that they would fight for me. Xion and Cebrus trust in me, and I trust in them. I don't know what Cebrus is capable of, though behind that cold facade, I know there is something dangerous boiling.
An hour later we made it to the camping grounds. "Everyone unpack, set up forts, afternoon training will be held back till further notice." I shouted to the men that were buzzing around like honey bees. They bowed in respect before going back to what they had to do. I'm sure the sensed the urgency in my tone, because they were working at gods speed.
That moment I sent up a prayer to four gods, Atwood, the goddess of protection and good fortune. Ulises, the god of war. Atiena, the goddess of victory and strength, and Livi, the goddess of peace. "Please allow those troops to be safe." I clapped my hands together and brought it to my forehead before bowing to the gods.
I then looked up to the sky and frowned as I felt water droplets hit my face. Maybe it was much to late for the gods to help us.
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As I was walking towards the generals tent, graciously set up by my men, I came across three women. Women I had never seen before. "Are you Sheila?"
Thank gods, finally someone who greets me without the honorifics. "Yes, do you need help?" I faced the women properly. One was strapped in armor with a large shield on her pack, her body shined with many golden bracelets and necklaces. Maybe it was a family heirloom.
The other had beautiful blonde hair with flowers intertwined within, which was sadly now matted down by the rain. She wore a green dress that covered her shoulders and body but nothing more. She was beautiful, I looked in her hands to see a beautiful hairpin with a flower at the end.
Then finally I looked to the other woman, she had red hair with a great sword strapped to her side. Her hair was tied up and her shoulders were squared. I felt small in her presents.
"No, we are here to help you, dear," the one with the golden bracelets said as she took the shield from off her back. She held it out to me to take.
I raised a brow as I examined the beautiful golden shield that probably had so many memories. "For me?" I said, puzzled. She nodded her head, "oh no, I can't. It looks too special for me to take." I held out my hands, refusing it.
She pushed it into my grasp, "when you go to battle, hold this. It will protect you," I kind of looked at her with an odd look before taking it and bowing.
Then I looked over to the girl next to her who was pulling on my arm, "hey, hey," she smiled shyly her voice barely over a whisper. "Wear this, please." She out there hairpin on the shield. "I'm rooting for you, so you better win!"
I gave her a meek smile back. "I'll be doing my best, so please put your trust in me." I bowed my head to her accepting her gift as well.
She gave a giggle, "of course I trust you, why would I be here if I didn't!"
"Anyways excuse her, here." The last one unstrapped the sword from her belt. "His name is Opalian, he will keep you in good hands. Take good care of him." She threw it onto the shield.
"Uh, I don't think I am worthy of these things, they look much too important!" I cried out trying to push it back. Though they all just took a consecutive step back.
"We will come back for them when you aren't in need of them." The one that had the shield rested a hand on my shoulder. They all seemed too powerful, I felt like they could crush me in an instant.
"Thank you so much, I will use them well." I bowed my head deeply, before lifting up my head to see that they are nowhere to be seen.
"What?"
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FINALS TIME!! KEEP GOING PEOPLE! YOU CAN DO IT!!!!!!!!!!
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