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Thousands of shards of glass froze in the air. I pushed it back and returned them to the façade of the glass door and windows, except for one long, jagged piece.
“Have a taste of my fire and light, Tianna!” I roared.
Wrapped in my White Light, the long, jagged glass shot toward Lysandra, piercing flesh and bones, and impaling the witch’s black heart.
The White Light kept pushing and spreading, diminishing the witch’s coven to piles of dust. They didn’t even have time to scream.
Lysandra’s corpse jerked, as if it wanted to resurrect, but my mates’ fire and lighting struck it until it had nothing left.
The last trace of the smoke evaporated, and the brilliant sunlight glinted off the glass wall.
It was a bright day once again.
I smiled at my mates, tears clouding my vision.
When I turned my head to seek Elvey, he was no longer there. He should have stayed and celebrated with us. He should have seen this through. I didn’t want him to appear only in dangerous times.
Thick and thin, we should go through it together, to the end.
Amid the joy of victory, a dull ache pulsed in me.
CHAPTER 23
We moved back to the castle. All the dragons had returned, except my grandfather, a few of his royal attendants, and a couple of royal guards who chose to stay with him in the mountains. They were the new Dragon Guardians.
I used the land’s magic to make the castle new again, and gradually, thousands of humans who had dragon blood in their veins came to live in the castle or the towns in the Dragon Realm. Now that the realm was healing and healthy again, they couldn’t resist the magical pull of the land.
Green returned to the realm. A variety of trees blossomed. My favorite jasmines covered the entire garden behind my chamber.
The six cities had all sworn fealty to me. We eradicated those who formerly supported Lysandra and reestablished those who were loyal to my throne and friendly to the dragons.
We seemed to have achieved peace, but I knew better. Evil still lurked in the shadows. My ancient enemy was seeking another opening to take me down. I could sense darkness still surrounding my dynasty in a siege, and some evil lived among us.
While I stayed alert, I’d been trying to catch up with the modern human society and their technology after nine centuries of living in the jungle as three beasts. I didn’t believe my magic was threatened by science and technology. They couldcoexist. I made sure no matter how advanced the technology was, humans would learn to respect the land and nature, because my magic, infused by the land, was strong enough to wipe them out.
If they crossed the line to hurt the land, I’d strike.
My mates stood by me, helping me deal with the everyday trials and challenges. They had been fending off their father King Oriel’s demands of taking me to the Oslan Dominion. Their queen mothers also constantly pleaded with them to return home, which made me feel like an ass for keeping their sons here with me.
I needed my mates more than they did, I told myself.
I also hinted to King Oriel during one of our holographic conferences that he should give up any idea of controlling me through his three sons. The Danaenyth dynasty, which belonged to my mates, my people, and me, wouldn’t be merged into his Oslan Dominion.
Having ambition was good but being too ambitious was not good. It was more than dangerous. It could be destructive.
“When we’re ready, we’ll bring our queen and mate to visit,” Rai told the king. “But not now, Father! Things are still boiling here.”
I also learned to cope with a new beast—the human media.
Somehow the human media was fascinated with me. I’d accepted a few live interviews on national broadcast for all six cities to see, which my grandfather had never done before. I wanted to know my people as much as they wanted to know me. However, to my surprise and dismay, the humans were less interested in my new policies than what I wore every day.
When I held court, I was often clad in a gown, and when I had a meeting with humans or travelled to the six cities, I dressed in suits and pants.
My mates only chuckled in amusement at my discovery. “Humans are weird when they’re harmless.” That was their conclusion.
The humans were most interested in my relationship with my mates. Two bold producers even approached me and pleaded for me to do a reality show. They said the ratings would break the historical record. As if I cared.
“Fuckers! Mind your own fucking business!” Blaze told them. He was kind enough not to blow fire into their faces.
