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And I’ll get to see Elvey again.Sybil flashed Elvey’s image, which she believed was hot, in my head, before she flew in a rapid circle around the dragon warriors with giddiness. She made their heads spin, but none dared to criticize her, knowing how much I indulged Sybil.

CHAPTER 9

In the mist, the charred castle floated in the clouds, the distant mountains in the backdrop a silvery wave. I circled the peak of the castle in my dragon form, ready to say goodbye.

Three dragons, silver, gray, and fire-orange patrolled the air.

My mates weren’t allowing me to wallow in self-pity or dismay. Since I’d mated with them, solitude was no longer an option. They’d always be with me and around me. I would never be alone again.

I shifted to my Fae form in the jasmine garden.

Before I went to find KingDaghda, I needed to perform the ritual Elvey required me to perform. No Fae could enter the Dragon Realm, just as no dragons were allowed to step into the dark Fae realm. But as part of the royal bloodline of theDanaenyth house,I could grant Elvey and his companions access to my realm.

I pulled out a dagger from my hunting boot and sliced across the heel of my palm. My mates swooped up and down in the air above me, watching me attentively.

“I, DaisyDanaenyth, the last of the bloodline of the Danaenyth royal dragon house, grant ElveyFionn, RosalindaWhifflethorn, and their friends who will be my allies, access to this realm. The land will accept them and not harm them.”

My blood dropped to the rich soil beneath my feet.I waited, wondering if the land would answer me again. After what felt like an eternity, faint magic brushed against me.

The land tugged at me. I let out a sigh of relief.

A single plant sprouted where the soil had absorbed my blood. A jasmine with seven white petals blossomed right in front of my eyes.

An offering from the land.

An acceptance.

I plucked the flower with a grateful smile and tucked it in my hair behind my ear.

My journey started now. I wouldn’t shift into my dragon form until I had completed the quest.

I sheathed my dagger and bandaged my palm. From this moment on until we met Arianrhod, I couldn’t use my magic, either. Which also meant there would be no quick healing for me and my companions if we were wounded.

I gazed up at the three dragons circling above me and called them to me.

They came to me. Blaze landed first and crouched in front of me, his massive wings spread out.

I held onto his thick dragon neck and climbed onto his solid back. His fire-orange scales under my butt were a bit wet because of the mist. As soon as I settled, he lifted off, following his brothers, and took me to our travel companions, who were waiting at the gate of the castle.

When I slid off Blaze’s back and thanked him, he shifted to his human form, as did Iokul and Rai.

Our companions were Chiron, Henry, and Sybil.

Sybil perched on Chiron’s shoulder, preening her feathers. Ever since Elvey had given back her other wing, she’d been taking extreme care of her wings.

Henry paced impatiently as he glanced up at her.

Chiron, the meekest-looking dragon shifter with brown-gray eyes, grinned from ear to ear, as if he’d won the lottery.

All the warriors had fought to be the chosen one to come with us. Jarrod and Quintrell had been most unhappy when the princes picked Chiron.

Quintrell had insisted that we take him with us to make use of his great sword skills.

“Sure,” I’d said. “You also insisted that Prince Rai use your great sword to cut off my three heads on Pandemonium.”

“How do you still remember that?” Quintrell had said, looking so hurt.

Blaze and Iokul had glared at him and growled.

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