The Villainess Wants To Go Home novel Chapter 79

It was a quite and uncomfortable ride to Taivas with Lykos not saying anything to Neil who seemed out of place after leaving the witch's cottage without a single glance back. His dismayed expression had taken a competent home on his face not changing into any other facial expression except for that.

Lykos tried to comfort Neil with his words but his lack of knowledge of doing so failed miserably since whatever he said sounded insulting instead of comforting which resulted Neil to tell him that he sucked at comforting people and should stop before he blasted Lykos off of his dragon with his wind magic if Lykos uttered another word.

Lykos knew he sucked at comforting people and never did it, but he felt like a bad friend for not saying anything to Neil who seemed to be in the verge of tears whenever it was too quite.

In the end Lykos just watched the gloomy atmosphere around Neil grow, forming a shadow that rested behind him.

On top of their dragons, Daenerys the silver Regius dragon that Neil rode on and Cyrus the red Regius dragon that Lykos rode on, soared through the clouds with their mighty leathery wings cutting the clouds as they did so.

They could here the faint crowd below them. The empire of Ventus was just below with the bustling of people going on their merry way, the dragons stables weren't far just by listening to their growling roars.

As they flew, the clouds in front of them began to dispersed revealing the hidden arch roof of the Taivas palaces of the sky. It's glittering platinum colour shined brightly like the sun itself blinding them a little.

"It's good to be back" Lykos mumbled feeling the fresh breeze of the Taivas air brush past his face and cooling it down. "Don't you agree Cyrus" Lykos patted the side of the dragons neck resulting him to let out a rumbled pour of satisfaction. The warm feeling started to wrap itself around his heart, it was the emotion of his dragon that he could feel.

They soared down, the sound of wings cutting air was loud and the air rushed through the princes' hair, moving it away from their faces. Daenerys let out a loud roar that rumbled the sky when she saw the castle, she called home.

The second they were in sight of the town, Daenerys and Cyrus came swooping up before spreading their wings in the air and gliding through the sky towards the huge bridge of the palace.

Lykos glanced to the side where Neil rode silently on Daenerys the beautiful silver dragon whose scales glimmered like diamonds under the rays of the sun, her horns that shot dangerously into the air, those delicate sapphire eyes that resembled the depth of the ocean looked straight to its home that levitated in the sky.

It wasn't long when they reached the giant gates of the bridge, landing with the loud beats of the dragons wings creating a small hurricane in the air before landing on the stone slab.

Lykos gently patted the side of Cyrus neck to show his appreciate towards the dragon that he had done a good job for the whole flight to Azura and back.

A low grumble of satisfaction came from the dragon who turned his head to gaze it's golden eyes at Lykos red eyes before nodding it's head.

Lykos and Neil slid down their dragons, landing on their feet with a faint thud.

Neil averted his attention to the palace, yet his silver eyes laid at particular window. Lykos knew exactly which window Neil looked at however didn't mention anything except to place a hand on his shoulder.

"We still got time to look for a healer" Lykos comforted the gloomy prince who looked away and back at Daenerys whose eyes revealed the sadness she felt of her rider.

"I hope so" Neil said in a soft utter, finally speaking after a whole day of riding and resting. Lykos could tell that Neil's eyes had lost a lot of hope from before. It didn't hold the determination of finding a cure anymore as weeks ago. His face may have not revealed what he was thinking but his eyes exposed him more then what he thought.

It seems like he had lost all hope and had given up. Lykos could not do anything but to watch his best friend crumble in the hopes of despair, feeling useless for not able to do anything.

"Your highness shall we attend to your dragons" a dragon stable boy had interrupted them both with a bow of courtesy, there was a few of them who awaited for the royal commands of the two. Each one looking older than one another. Their hair and eyes resembling the features of the Ventus people.

Lykos nodded in response, yet Neil was to focused on what was going on at the front gates to even notice the boys who came to attend their dragons.

It was a shocking yet confusing sight for Neil who watched the people from all sorts, from commoners and nobles attending to their carriage or dragons.

All of them had the same defeated expression as if they lost something so important to them. This made Neil feel uneasy with this situation. His gut churned and it was giving off a despairing hint. Something was off and he didn't like it. It just made his stomach turn.

Instantly something caught the corner of his eyes. Turning his attention to the direction of an old man walking beside a young man of tall figure walking not far from where they stood. He immediately realised it was the commoner physician from the south district of Taivas. Neil's silver eyes widened and the remaining colour in his face completely disappeared.

His averted his eyes back to the crowd. They were all physician, each one of them had come to try their luck on healing the prince but the expression on their faces wasn't one of defeat by gloom.

Neil's body had shut down completely it trembled in disordering rhythm. His breath clogged his throat making it difficult for him to breath, and just like that his whole world had came crumbling down on him, creating a huge weight on his shoulders that had brought him down.

"Oi, air head is-" Lykos was cut off by a scream that echoed the sky and made his dragon cry out a rumble of a growl that frightened the Gods itself. Lykos felt a sting in his heart, a spark that cried out sorrow, despair, and anger all at the same time. Daenerys had felt what her riders heart was crying and Lykos felt what Daenerys felt.

It had startled everyone around, stopping them from leaving and looking towards the dragons roar.

"BENJAMIN!" Neil's body was awakened from the agonising scream that forced itself out from Neil. He dashed his way towards the entrance of the castle, the wind blowing away the tears that fell down his silvers eyes.

'Ben. Oh god please do not be too late. Please'

"Shit" Lykos cussed running after Neil with the plead to the Gods that they aren't too late.

Neil cursed himself for not being here when his brother needed him the most. He didn't want to think the agonising pain Ben went while he was not here to help him through it by being by his side, the pleading of his little brother that begged to see him. He didn't want to think of those thoughts, but those thoughts didn't leave but kept repeating in his mind vividly.

The people instantly made way for the incoming rulers of Drakon and Ventus, bowing in respect in the presence of the princes' who ran past and not acknowledging them a bit.

"Your highness it-"

Neil ignored the man who was responsible of making sure who came into the palace and out and ran past him moving him out the way.

"Wait your highne-" he wasn't able to finish his sentence again because Lykos pushed the man to the side and ran past him.

The two princes didn't make it the steps when the giant doubles doors opened and out stepped out a figure that made everyone suddenly whisper. This however didn't stop Lykos or Neil from running up the stairs.

"Prince Benjamin is healed!" someone had called out from the crowd. These words had made Neil's heart stop, he didn't take another step up but slowly turned his head to see who had called out.