The Villainess Wants To Go Home novel Chapter 61

"Father!" I waltzed into my father's office without his permission. I started to tremble when I saw his fierce amber eyes glance towards me for the first time in my life. It was the same gaze he would give to Diana, and I had thought I would never receive that type of look from him, but it seems I was truly wrong.

Standing there in the presence of a former fierce dragon rider with exceptional swordsmanship that glared daggers at you, made my blood run cold and the hair at the back my neck rise.

Suddenly his face softened when his eyes laid upon me. "Ariana" his deep soft voice calmed my heart a little. "Father" tears that I held back came rushing down.

Father rose from his seat in a swift and rushed his way to me and pulled me into a hug. "Tell me Ariana, who made you cry?" he gently rubbed my back in circles.

I hugged him back and cried on his shoulder, letting out all my tears that was burning in the back my eyes. I felt like my heart had been ripped out. A state of misery that I couldn't see the end of the tunnel. "Why are the gods against me father? What have I done to deserve this?" I asked in a mumbling mess.

"If I find whoever made you cry like this, I will kill them with my own bare hands" he fumed with anger.

"Tell me, my sweet child who is it that hurt you?" father placed his hand on my head and started to stroke my hair.

"Father is it true his highness is going after Diana in Isvand?" I asked releasing the hug and looking into his wistful amber eyes. Father's eyes reflected guilt and he let out a defeated sigh. "Father, tell me is it true? Please tell me it's all false rumours spread by the people"

He put his soft warm hand on my cheek and stared into my eyes with remorse, it signalled many sad emotions through those amber orbs of his that he did not want to express to me.

"I have no clue on what is happening anymore" he shook his head averting his eyes from me. I burst into more tears, feeling them wet my face and ruin my makeup.

"Why does she always get what I want? She doesn't deserve him. I do. I love him and she's just obsessed with him"

"I will resolve everything. You let your father fix this"

He kissed my forehead and smiled. "I will do everything in my power to make you happy again"

\~Dragon Barracks\~

Ciel buckled the saddle on the bright yellow dragon that obediently stood on all his four waiting for the dragon trainer to get on his back. "Ciel, can you hand over the satchel" Ralph asked his brother.

Ciel threw the brown bag that he got from the table and Ralph caught it in mid-air. "Thank you"

"Where do you think he had went?" Ralph spoke trying to ease the awkward silence between them.

"I don't have a clue, but I pray to the Gods he didn't go far" Ciel said in worry with a gloomy expression. The bags under his eyes showed that he hadn't got any good sleep after the incident two days ago, especially with the dragons gone restless after what happened to them.

He and the others had spent all night nursing them back to health as none would get up or eat.

The two heard the stable gates rumble open and turned their attention to the iron entrance. Three people had walked in, two wore black metal armour that glimmered from the sun's reflection, helmets that placed on their heads as a red feather hung down from the helmet and a scrawny looking man that walked in front of them as if he was a high class noble.

Ralph crossed his arms and asked Ciel "What are the dark nights doing here? And who is he?"

Ciel stared at them in doubt, the air around them felt uneasy and he didn't like it. "I don't know but let's go find out" he strolled towards them with his brother following beside him.

Before they knew it every trainer in the barracks had made their way towards the guests, crowding around each other, and whispering their thoughts on the reason why the dark knights were here and the messenger from the Dragon gates.

John who was standing in front of it all spoke up and questioned them "What are is your business for coming here?" he crossed his hands, buffing his chest up.

The messenger gave a look of disgust at John as a warning to stay away from him. The man was a scrawny little guy no bigger than 5'2 feet had put his palm out from above his shoulder and one of the dark knights placed a rolled-up scroll.

Unrolling it and clearing his throat he began to read out the speech written on the paper. "The ministry from the Dragon gates hereby announce that the dragon that went out of control and attacked the trainers before snatching a rider and escaping through the night will be sentenced to death after his retrieval" he announced loudly under his deep but creaky voice, his moustache moving as he spoke.

There was gasps coming from the crowd and whispering among them.

Ciel heart stopped beating at the mention of death. His body didn't know how to react, it just shut down. He froze to a point where he was hardly breathing as the world came crashing down on him.

Ralph glanced over to Ciel, and he saw the terrified eyes of his brother.

"I oppose of this!" an angry voice spoke up interrupting everyone. The messenger arched an eyebrow.

"Who dares to contradict the ministry of the dragon gates?" he scowled.

"What are you doing?" Ralph whispered to Ciel, but he ignored Ralph and stepped forward.

"I do" the people moved out of the way like the ocean splitting apart letting him go through. The scrawny man eyes twitched in annoyance. "Demarcus has done nothing wrong, and he is being killed for false accusation"

"False accusation?" the man eyed him in disgust. "What do you say about the woman that was snatched by the dragon before being devoured in mid-air" he said with a hint of malicious reflected from his brown eyes.

The trainers were caught off guard, shocked of the words that the man had said. "That's outrages, Demarcus would never devour a human" John spatted out also fumed with the lies the messenger spoke.

They knew what type of people the dragon gates were. They sounded like people who brought order to the dragon riders world but instead were malevolent people who only liked to set up blames to the dragons so they could execute them for the entertainment of the people and the amount of money they could grasp within their hands.

It disgust the tamers and trainers however they had no power to stop their evil doing.

"Can you tell that to the citizens that witnessed the dragon devour the woman as he flew past them?" he said silencing everyone while he twisted his moustache. Ceil didn't believe a word he said, he knew Demarcus from when hatched and his never tasted human flesh before neither their blood, so why would he eat her?

Ciel could feel the fire rage through his veins and to his fingertips. John glanced at Ciel whose ocean blues had sparked of flames circling around it ready to blast out whenever it was commanded to.

He placed a hand on his shoulder grabbing the orange haired man's attention and shook his head. John knows what kind of people the ministry is and their sly ways. He couldn't risk his trainers getting under their skin and causing trouble for themselves.

"That's bullshit" Ralph growled silently wishing he could punch the messengers face.

The messenger ignored the people and continued on with the announcement. "Hmph as I thought. Know your place peasants" he scoffed raising his nose in the air like a prideful noble he was. "A squad of track riders will be sent out to hunt down the dragon and bring him in and a bounty will be set for him if anyone comes face to face with the rogue dragon and" he paused and eyed each one of the trainers with a scowl "if anyone decides to interfere with this order will be executed with the dragon itself" he sent a sinister grin at Ciel.

"Mind repeating what you were implying before?"

"Tch" Ciel clicked his, fisting his hands and glaring at him with the urge to set him on fire. "As I thought" John sighed shaking his head feeling relief that he had stopped Ciel from talking any further.

"I shall be going now" he cackled softly to himself and turned around.

"Wait" Ralph called out to him resulting the messenger to turn around and send a sickened look towards Ciel's older brother.

Ralph felt a sharp pain in his chest knowing exactly the kind of face he pulled. The face that said he didn't belong with these different skinned people that weren't like his and go back to the tribes that lived in the mountains, the savages the white people called them.

Even if he was used to the stare's, it reminded him of that cruel day that he wishes to forget. It made him choke on his words and he couldn't do anything but tremble a little.

"I do not speak to dirty people whom the Gods cursed to look burnt forever" he hissed. "You filthy cursed human should have died with your kind"

Ralph stood their powerless unable to utter a word to back himself up, staring blankly at the ground. The man was right though. He was a curse from the Gods who created his kind to be hated and loathed, treated for entertainment, scapegoats. No rights in this world.

Just like his father, mother, and sister.

"PUGH!" Ralph flinched when he heard the harsh skin to skin contact. It felt like the world was slowed down as he watched Ciel's flaming fist collide with the man's cheek, sending him flying to the floor.

'C-Ciel" he mumbled.