Poison: A Dragonian Series Novella (The Dragonian Series) by Adrienne Woods Page B

ago?”
    “She had to kill the one person that made her so fierce.”
    “Cara, right?”
    I nodded.
    “She’s still a part of you Elena. Just not the wings and big ass, but she’s still there.”
    “Yeah, whatever, I’ll see you guys later.”
    “We still have class, princess.”
    “Don’t call me that!” I yelled back. “And it doesn’t matter. I’ll learn when I have somebody to learn with.”
    “It’s getting old,” she said and I just giggled.
    I knew what she was referring to as I walked up the steps to go to our room. Becky hated every minute of me sulking. But I didn’t care. I was sort of wasting my time.
    Enchantments turned into one of my favorites now that I could speak Latin, well not entirely as everything to me was still kind of in English, but everyone heard Latin when I spoke it.
    It was weird.
    I started to experiment on my own, inside my room and I’d mastered all the incantations there were.
    My invisible shields were so strong that nobody could penetrate them or hear a word I said when I conjured one.
    I experimented with the communication one, the same one Lucian had mastered and I had to say, Emanuel got the fright of his life when he saw me right in front of him the first time.
    It was so funny.
    “Don’t do that, you don’t know the danger behind these spells, princess.”
    “I told you before, don’t call me that.”
    He grinned. “You sound just like him when you say it, you know.”
    “He rubbed off on me a lot.”
    “We all miss him, Elena.”
    I could feel his eyes on me but I didn’t look at him. “So, you heard anything about Blake? Does he drive you insane inside of there?” H tapped me softly on my head. He knew the truth, we’d become really good friends these past couple of weeks with my constant appearing games.
    “No, he’s quiet lately. Guess he doesn’t need to be drunk so much anymore.”
    “That’s a good sign.”
    I smiled at that memory playing inside my mind.
    I’d spoken to Emanuel many times using that communication spell, but he didn’t like it much and ignored me the last time, I appeared in front of him.
    When I was finished, I found my mother’s journal and started reading from it.
    She was such an amazing woman and I guessed her free spirit, speak your mind type of attitude drove my father so insane, that he couldn’t get enough of her.
    Still she’d ended the last one with my father’s death, which didn’t make much sense as I knew he wasn’t dead. But to her, it felt as if someone had ripped the moon from the night and the sun would never shine again. She really loved him, even though they’d only shared a couple of amazing hours together.
    This journal was about war. Becky and Sammy didn’t like it much and only asked me for updates. She used the potion we were learning about to change her appearance into a man.
    Her father was sick and she only had one brother, aged three, so when her father had to fight, she went in his place. It reminded me so much of Mulan, the Chinese warrior who took her father’s place in war, because he was sick too.
    She struggled in the beginning but she was extremely good with a bow and arrow and of course her two axes.
    They were fighting with my royal grandfather, King Louis, against the dragon militia. He wanted to get revenge, lost a lot of men in the war, as he believed it was a dragon that had killed my father. Which still didn’t make much sense.
    The group she was with were still new and they were called up to assist.
    But they were ambushed along the way and in order to save lives, she distracted the enemy and they took her hostage.
    I hadn’t read further as it was now three in the morning and I was dead tired.
    The next evening, I opened the book and got lost in my mother’s words once again.
    She was so scared as she knew she wasn’t going to be able to drink the potion that would keep her a man. They’d taken everything.
    The men were cruel, she’d written that a couple of times,