Chosen By The Dragon Kings novel Chapter 44

Chasing after Matitus, I watch as he places Abigail on her bed. Walking down the corridor, I go into the kitchen and retrieve some leftover soup from the fridge. Matitus walks in while I place it in a Pot on the stove.

“Hungry Little one?” he asks, but I shake my head.

“No, I am making it for Abigail,” I tell him before grabbing a tray out and a bowl. I sit on the bench waiting for the pot to heat up. Matitus moves between my legs. “Thank you for helping Abigail,” I tell him, and he looks away guiltily.

“What?” I ask, confused by his reaction.

“I went to Abigail’s to find her family for Silas” he says, and I shove him away.

“You were going to help him, and what would you have done if they were home?” I ask, disgusted that he would use her family against her after promising he wouldn’t.

“I wouldn’t have let him hurt them,” he says.

“No, just Abbie, right? Get away from me Matitus you're just as bad as him,” I tell him before getting up and checking the soup. I hear Matitus growl before walking out.

Pouring the soup in the bowl, I grab a spoon and a bottle of water before walking toward Abigail’s room. Using my hips, I nudge the door open and find Marian sitting next to her, her head in hands as she stares down at Abigail worriedly. Placing the tray on her bedside table. I brush Abigail’s hair from her face. Her eyes snap open, and Marian looks relieved. “My Claire,” she whispers tears in her eyes.

“Claire is fine, I promise I won’t let them harm her.”

“No, Elora, you don’t understand,” she gasps before sitting up.

“Understand what?” I ask, looking back at the door.

“I promise Abigail, I won’t let them take her from you.”

Abigail went to say something else before her eyes darted over my shoulder and I felt his presence before I even turned around.

Silas was leaning against the doorframe, watching us, I turned back to Abigail ignoring him.

“Come Elora, Marian will look after Abigail.”

“I am not going anywhere with you,” I tell him, not even trying to hold the venom from my voice. Silas growls before stepping into the room. Abigail’s eyes go wide and Marian nudges me with her arm, and I know Silas is directly behind me. Feeling him lean down next to me, daring me to go against him.

“Go, I will stay with her” Marian says, looking up at Silas nervously. Leaning over the bed, I kiss Abigail on the cheek. “I will come back in the morning, I promise,” I tell her before turning around. Silas steps to the side motioning to the door with his hand and I walk out. I can feel him following behind me and goosebumps rise on my skin. I go to walk towards the office when I feel Silas grip my arm, making me stop.

“What?” I ask, confused. “Matitus and Dragus are upstairs, dinner is ready. You need to eat.”

“I’m not hungry,” I tell him before shaking his arm off. Silas crosses his arms across his chest, staring at me, making me groan before I walk past him and up the stairs.

“Good” Silas mutters and I fight the urge to smack him. Walking in the bedroom, I see the chain on the floor still attached to the bed. Stopping, Silas walks into me. Turning around, I pull on his pants.

“Little early for that isn’t it” he says, a smile on his face. I roll my eyes, digging through his pocket and finding a little silver key. I then march over to the bed and undo the lock attached to the end of the chain holding it to the bed before picking up the chain. Walking over to the window, I shove it up, opening it. Matitus and Dragus watching me with silly grins on their faces. I then look out the window and see a couple of guards below, annoyed I grab the chain before singing out the window.

“Watch your heads” And I turf it out, watching as they quickly sidestep, and it lands in the snow. I hear them growl, but they say nothing. Shutting the window, I turn around and Silas is shaking his head and Matitus laughs before looking down at the floor.

“What?” I ask, crossing my arms across my chest. Silas steps forward and I watch him.

“You just threw the key out the window with the chain,” he says.

“So?” I ask. Silas looks down at my ankle, making me look down. Argh I groaned, realising Dragus only broke the chain, not the padlock, and it was still attached to my ankle like an anklet. Great, now I am going to have to walk all the way down there. I go to move toward the door before Silas arm wraps around my waist before he places me on the end of the bed. “And where are you going?”

“To get the bloody key,” I tell him. Silas raises an eyebrow at my tone of voice before grabbing my ankle, making me fall backwards at the force. Silas grips the chain twisting it and I scream out at it pinching my skin. “Stay still,” he says before hooking his finger under enough to get his other finger on his other hand under it. He quickly yanks it and the chain snaps but also sends me flying off the bed, making me land on the floor. I glare up at him and he has a smirk on his face.

“Asshole, you didn’t need to yank it like that” I snapped at him. Feeling hands under my arms, I look up as Dragus leans over the bed before picking me up and placing me back on it next to him. Silas grabs a cheese cube before sitting on the bed next to me. I shuffle closer to Dragus and lean against him.

“So, you will sit with him, but not me?” Silas asks.

“He didn’t help torture my friend,” I tell him, Dragus hands me something that resembles snot in a shell. “Try that?” he says.

“What is it?” I ask, looking at it disgusted.

“An Oyster, I promise they taste better than they look” I sniff it before placing it in my mouth. Nearly throwing up at the texture. Not only did it look like snot, but it also felt like snot. I swallow the slimy sucker down and Dragus offers me another.

“No thanks,” I tell him, pushing his hand away. He shrugs before eating it. My stomach turned while remembering how slimy it felt going down my throat. I wondered who the hell cracked one of them open and thought it looked good enough to eat. Or were they so hungry that they ate the gross-looking thing out of desperation?

Laying down on the bed, Silas, Dragus and Matitus keep trying to get me to try things, but I refuse not hungry. All I could think about was what Abigail said about me not understanding something.

“What’s on your mind?” Silas asks, lying next to me. I ignore him, keeping my walls up so he doesn’t get in my head. Dragus hops off the bed, putting the tray outside the door on the trolley before walking in. He climbs back on the bed before pushing my legs apart and resting his head and arms on my lower abdomen, looking up at me. Silas rolls on his side, looking at me, and so does Matitus.

“Can you not stare at me like that? You’re creeping me out,” I tell them, looking up at the ceiling and ignoring them. Dragus lifts himself before pushing my shirt up and kissing my stomach. I gasp at the sparks before pushing him away.

“Elora you said you wouldn’t fight against the bond” Silas warns but I move forcing Dragus to hop up before I knee him in the face. I hear Silas sigh before I feel Dragus squeeze in beside me. “How many fae are alive?” I ask. The room goes completely silent as everyone stops moving.

“Why?” Silas asks.