The Villainess Wants To Go Home novel Chapter 45

"One...ignis...dragon...please" I was out breath and my legs wanted to give up on me.

I had to run my way here because I had thought it would be closing scratch the fact that I got lost a couple of times because I had no idea where I was going and only listened to the roars of the dragons for directions even though I did ask a few people for the way I still wasn't able to find it due to their horrible explanation.

The man no older than 25, observed me with an eyebrow raised debating whether I was worth to ride one of his fabulous dragons or not. The light of the fire that burned the wooden torch behind him reflected his dark green hair and glimmering blue eyes that was showed nothing but gloomy and dull.

"Name please" he said rudely under that husky tone of his. I took another inhale of breath feeling how my cheeks were hot from the heat.

"ROOOOAAAARRRR!" the angry growls of the dragons were so loud and piercing that it made the ground rumble beneath me, scaring the shit out of me nearly making me jump out my skin. The low groans of dragons were loud to the ears, I could hear them scratching and clawing their sharp claws against the chains, their heavy wings flapping as it could create a hurricane inside.

Standing firmly again I answered him. "Artemis, Artemis Ray". Looking at the man he didn't flinch a second by the sounds of the dragons coming from behind the wooden wall as if he was used to these dragons' uproar and been doing this job his whole life.

He eyes looked up and his mouth twitched a little. "Follow me" he placed the quill back into the ink and walked towards the tall wall not far from where stood.

I turned my head to look through the iron yett and saw a jet of fire blast inside. All inside the barrier of the wall tops the air with similar bursts of colour, lighting up the dark sky.

I felt adrenaline run through my bones, the excitement drilled deep inside my racing heart eager to walk through the gate and witness their fiery beauty with my own eyes.

We walked towards a huge wooden wall, circling around the perimeter. It was made entirely out of oak wood and reached an estimate of 17 metres high and iron yett was bolted in the middle.

It's sad Homura is still unconscious, or it would have been funny watching him squeal at the sight of the dragons.

The man pulled down a lever near the yett, hearing how it squeaked when pulled down. The ground beneath to shake as the iron bars of the yett started to rise up revealing the spikes at the bottom of the gate.

The man walked through the gates nonchalantly, regarding the dragon hisses and the growls. I followed behind, containing my excitement.

One step into the stables, my eyes lit up in astonishment. All around me was dragons.

There were in huge in size no bigger than 25 metres tall. Diamond shaped scales glittering under the light of the moon reflecting the colour gold as it rattled with a every smoky breath they took. Thick spiral horns sprouted out of their heads and their large claws that can slice through rocks scraped the dirt floor as the chains around their scaly necks shook, creating a loud metallic sound.

These must be Aureum's Orga dragons, the breed of ignis dragons found only in Aureum.

Men walked around carrying buckets, saddles, and more chains while others contained the dragons or lead them through, holding the chains attached to the metal collar around their necks. How calm and collected they were dealing with mighty beasts that might go against them and attack.

"Choose your dragon and begone with it" said the man in a hurry. His voice indicated he was annoyed with me and wanted me gone already.

I didn't respond to his rude gesture and strolled past him, ignoring his click of a tongue.

Their low grunts and roars quite down just as I marched through the empty area. I lowered my head feeling a little weird getting the attention of every dragon in the arena. Each pair of sharp snake green eyes glaring at me like I was some sort of lump of meat.

"Who's that female human I'm sniffing off an unusual aura" a thunderous voice boomed as if it could rumble the sky with it's tone. I felt my whole shake just by hearing his words.

"What an unusual aura that is" another spoke but this time it was females voice, a little calm and gentle then the other.

"COME ON DRAGON, MOVE?" a man struggling to get the dragon back to walking yelled at the puzzled looking dragon that stared right at me but to suddenly avoid eye contact.

"What's happening?" men startled to talk to each other as they tried to figure out why the dragons stopped doing what they were doing before and halted their attention the mysterious person in cloak standing not far from the entrance of the dragon stable. Which was me.

"Oi, dragon stop dozing away and start moving" other called out to the dragons that regarded their words.

Slowly the dragons started moving again however their glaring eyes didn't leave me resulting my skin to crawl. 'I'm glad Homura is still unconscious to witness this'

My head started to spin, and I felt dizzy. My cheeks started to heat up and my face felt like it was skinning itself. 'Is the potion wearing off? Has it already been an hour?' I stumbled back, trying to keep my balance before I fell. The sudden feeling of my heart racing and my muscles tightening made me cough and something warm drooled down my mouth. I wiped it off with the cloak and was stunned to see a blue substance. 'What the hell'.

"I don't know" I said with a monotone voice. "Is that so" he sighed disappointed. "He is a picky one. Never liked the dragon riders that came here to buy him. Always blowing that hot breath of his at them to go away." He crossed his hands and shook his head. "Stubborn Reptile"

"Stubborn isn't a word I would describe myself. I just haven't find a suitable and worthy rider yet" the dragon corrected unaware that I could totally understand him.

"There, there my dear friend" he stroked the dragon's long scaly snout. His ocean eyes glimmering with affection towards the dragon and his smile so gentle as those masculine hands that looked like it has been working under pressure for so long, stroked down the dragon's head.

"Beautiful isn't he" he spoke still not averting his gaze away. "Yes, yes he is" I answered looking at the dragon myself. A long rumble off satisfaction came from the dragon, warming the surrounding air. I desperately wanted to touch the dragon as well, but I didn't want to ask.

Ciel looked at me with a gentle smile before the smile turned into a huge cheeky grin. "Wanna pet?"

I froze in my spot. Looking side to side just in case he wasn't asking someone else. "uhhh." I wanted to but I didn't want Homura suddenly waking up while I'm patting and start screaming like a maniac and burst me ear drums for real.

"I can hold the fox for you" he held out his hands. I glanced down at the ridiculous fox in my hands, paws slunk down and his head as well with his tongue sticking out. He truly looked like an idiot.

I tugged Homura tightly, no matter how friendly he seemed with the beasts I still won't trust him with Homura, not anyone in that matter.

I took a step back refusing his proposal "No need, I can hold him with one hand" I answered coldly.

Ceil pulled his hands back a little embarrassed for what he asked. "Sure, whatever the customer says" he averted his eyes away, scratching his hair for a distraction.

I looked up at the dragon, admiring him once again. My hand moved on it's own, sliding it out from the bottom that held Homura and reached out to the dragon. Demarcus lowered his head accepting my wishes.

The sudden touch of his scale made my heart leap through my chest. It's scales were smooth and silky yet very cool to the touch. The adrenaline that run through my core and the excitement in my chest was such a foreign feeling. Never in my wildest dream would I see or touch a dragon.

'Maybe this world isn't so bad after all'