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I wasn’t sure if other royal palaces were designed the same. My grandfather had never allowed me to stray far from the palace, let alone travel to other realms. If I fought him on his prohibition, he’d punished my guards.
We strode into the throne room. Jarrod stood in the center of a mosaic of red marble with golden patterns, staring at the throne of gold and blue gems.
Blue was the color of royalty. I had blue scales, and all my mates had the same midnight-blue scales on their dragon forms. No other dragons had blue scales.
“The dark force, the smoke entity, was here last time,” Jarrod murmured.
“We won’t miss it if it’s no longer here,” I said. “We’ll soon get everyone moved back.”
If my grandfather had abandoned the realm, I needed to step in right away and rebuild the kingdom. My people would be depending on me in this dire time.
A roar rose, disrupting my train of thoughts, then a dark-green dragon barged in from the back entrance—the passage for only the king and his attendants. His red glare fixed on me in hatred, and he opened his mouth and shot fire toward me.
Blaze bellowed furiously, cutting between us in a flash, and spewed his own lava-hot fire. The two fires twisted and locked. Thick sulfur and spice permeated the air.
Ancient wards protected the palace, but the dragon fire was too hot. The throne room wouldn’t collapse, but if their fight continued, some priceless paintings on the walls would melt.
“Segomo, how dare you! Step down! You’re attacking Princess Daisy, the heir to the throne! Back the fuck off if you want your fucking head to stay on your stupid neck!” Jarrod bellowed in rage.
But the dark-green dragon wasn’t listening—his eyes flashed with a killing light. He knew exactly who I was. He was here to kill me.
Segomo spat out another stream of fire, more powerful than the previous one, and Blaze tried to hold his ground. It wasn’t that Blaze was any less powerful, but Segomo had something else in his fire.
The scent of dark magic slammed into my nostrils, choking me.
Black magic had altered Segomo. No wonder he smelled wrong.
The guards urged me to leave the room, but I hissed at them. I’d been the monster of nightmares for centuries. I was not a defenseless damsel. I wouldn’t run from a mere rebellious dragon. If I wanted to establish my rule, my first day home wouldn’t be marked by cowardice.
It would be marked by victory.
At Iokul’s and Rai’s pleading looks, I sighed and retreated to the back of the hall to give my mates some peace of mind and the dragons more fighting room. That was the best I could do for them.
My two mates guarded me, and two other dragons hovered in the air in front of me to shield me.
Segomo noticed my withdrawal and snarled. He broke the fire match with Blaze, turned direction, and pounced at me.
Blaze slammed into Segomo, blocking his path, and tearing into him in rage.
The fire dragon wouldn’t allow anyone to get between him and his mate.
Rai raised his blast gun and fired at Segomo, but a wave of smoke emitted out of Segomo, shielding him.
It was exactly the same foul magic the demon captain had possessed.
“Foul demon magic! Take him down!” Rai snarled.
All of the guards opened fire on Segomo, but no bullets or beams could break through his smoke shield.
Iokul shifted. His silver scales reflected off the fire. The ice dragon shot strong icy currents at Segomo. The ice reduced the heat of the enemy dragon’s fire, but it couldn’t breach the shield of darkness, either.
Two dragon guards rammed into Segomo, trying to throw him to the ground, and Quintrell waited to tear into him. But Segomo’s shield of smoke blasted them all away, and they crashed into the walls, ceiling, and the ground.
Rai snarled in rage.
The hellhound echoed the snarl and leaped into the air to bite the enemy dragon, but he merely spun in the air and tumbled down, unable to reach the height. He tried again. When it came to defending me, Henry was fierce.
Rai threw his hands up, lightning bolts darting toward Segomo but the smoke walls around Segomo diffused all the bolts.
