《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》Surprise!
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I arrived near the Indian cultural centre and the shaman made me sit down.
Ivan, you see, we were expecting you because we have something serious to tell you...
Come with me. Come with me.
I followed the priestess and entered a large black and silent room but my senses were telling me, screaming the opposite! Then suddenly the light was on and a crowd of hundreds of Indians, my friends, human dragons, ELVIS and even my biker friends were there!
Hissa and Auronne were also there with their stroller and my friends from around the world whom I saved. EVERYONE WAS THERE!
and, and, the President of the United States, with Argentrix in a traditional Indian wedding dress!
HAPPY HOLIDAY the lovebirds greeted me the president and I hastened to give him back his courtesy.
Argentrix rushed into my arms and I carried her as a princess.
Goldur and Emerald were there of course.
We kissed and the ceremony began with fire, drums and dances.
We had to dance like them and carve totems out of stylized dragons.
Then in the crowd, in the back Goldur and his dragon companion said: "Yes, you're right, my darling, I was blinded by the emperor! You opened my eyes. Too bad for the empire... If the emperor saw this, he'd kill us!
Then, a voice on his back, which he recognized among all the others, without turning around, and big drops of pearly sweat: "I doubt it, My little Goldur......"
Goldur turned around slowly, very, very slowly and saw the typical head of the Emperor of the dragons Sinistrus.
Sinistrus used to tease Goldur to death.
He couldn't show it because of the weight of the crown but he loved his grandson more than anything!
My MY MAJESTY!
"HIIH_HII! SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!"
The 6 dragons arrived and joined the celebration and the president spoke.
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President:" My friends from America and America Overseas, I present to you His Majesty the Emperor of the Dragons Sinistrus who did us the honour of attending the wedding of his great-great-granddaughter Argentrix with our compatriot Ivan.
We take this opportunity to thank again on behalf of the American people the gesture of giving up their entire empire to us without wanting to recover it later."
People applauded.
Sinistrus: "Thank you, thank you, you are a wonderful people. And you have given us back our kindness by saving my children and grandchildren. We will never forget it.
But given the circumstances, and the archaeological finds discovered while fleeing the enemy. I was able to discern who our friends were and who our enemies were. and I can tell you that only America reached out its hand to us. in such circumstances, it is normal that we put our fate in your hands. I am no longer an emperor, I am simply a citizen like you who wants to join and see his family again. The only empire there is is you, the American people! Thank you Thank you
Applause for the applause
Argentrix rushed like a madwoman into the arms of her great-great-grandfather and she hugged him very hard and cried with joy!
"I never thought I'd see you again" cried Argentrix
But I have another surprise for you!
The President took the floor again: "We have the honour of welcoming Sir Sinistrus, who will keep the name of Lord Sinistrus from now on as a model citizen of the United States and that is not all: "He signalled to the black dragon to move forward:
"This is Darkia, who will marry Lord Sinistrus, I ask you to applaud them!"
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP (crowd in jubilation)
Argentrix: "Great great great... A darkness dragoness?????? Ivan's sister????"
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Goldur: "Granp...no, impossible...A black dragon?????????"
Emerald: "Unthinkable........."
The golden dragons were protesting.
Then Higgins showed an image on a large screen.
There's your goddess, carrying Lord Sinistrus' grandmother. It has all the colors of dragons...
The dragons shut up
"It was, according to our agent Isaac, who saw the logbook, a loving creature, a mother who sacrificed herself to save her young."
The Indians whistled and the drums beat in their hearts and
Lord Sinistrus and Darkia came forward and we took back our dragon form and moved forward four to four and received the blessing of the Manitus and Indian ancestors who adopted us.
We made an incision on a finger and mixed our blood
I was happy with this celebration and with our entire family reunited. We were no longer waiting for the next generation to arrive.
Sinistrus was overjoyed and was a very joking dragon. He loved to make jokes and was cheerful by nature... He could no longer wear the crown and, for centuries, his mood became more joyful.
He refused absolutely any royal greeting or anything related to royalty. It was a trauma for him...
Other dracosire protested a little bit but when they understood the effort he was making not to shoot himself, they no longer insisted.
Argentrix was like a little girl in admiration of her ancestors who told her wonderful stories.
Like a child, she fell asleep against her grandfather who gave her back to me and said "It's my wedding night! and he winked at me!!!
Lord Sinistrus went with his beautiful dragonesr to another barn prepared by the Indians, to another property, not far from here by dragon flight, in the other valley separated from ours by a small mountain.
At night, I thought I heard whistles and moans, but it must have been the wind blowing between the rocks......
These moments of happiness, if I had a way back... But the shadow hung over us, time ran fast, too fast...
The storm was coming and, like an invitation, I flew off to recharge my batteries. I had to make my reservations about what was going to happen.
Tania was on campus, at parties, too little for her and searching her contact's room, Georgie...
"Georgy.Georgie, where are you?????? I recognize your blood and then she opened a drawer in the dresser and took off some used underwear and put it on her head to feel better.
AHHHH, Georgy,......
She drooled between all her sharp teeth and started sucking on the socks of the deceased...
"I'LL FIND YOU AND IF YOU'VE BEEN HURT, I'LL FIND OUT WHO IT IS! AND HE'LL PAY FOR IT!"
Ahhhh, sniff, slurp, Georgy... you're unique! Why do I have this body!........Please don't reject me... Please! Please!
And Tania threw herself under the blankets looking for any smell of Georgy.
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