NEVER IN MY WILDEST IMAGINATION HAD I EVER IMAGINED I WOULD WATCH A DRAGON BEING DRAGGED TO THE POLICE STATION.
Not any dragon.
The king of the Dragons.
He never spoke a word. Nor did he seem to actually resist.
But his magnitude in itself was making it difficult for the cops to make him get in.
I bit my fingers almost to the point that it was about to bleed. I was stopping myself from crying or screaming.
I watched them shove him at his rib and thigh with the pointed edge of their guns.
They were treating him like the worst of criminals.
I glared at my mother.
She might have understood.
" Enough. Enough. Don't make it so rough and obvious officer. I am sure you will have enough legal actions to take against him. "
She waved her hands as if asking them to quickly move him from our place.
They did so. The Police Van sped straight ahead.
I turned to face her again.
" Which orphanage did you send Damian to? I need the address! "
" Duh!
Am I obliged to answer you? "
" Yes! The hell you are! " I took a deep, deep breath. Gulped. Then said.
" Don't make me cross my limits here! "
" Don't you give me that look girl. Don't forget, I am your mother! "
" Yes, MOTHER! "
I yelled in bold. Right in her face.
I DID NOT care if the woman in front, was the one that gave me birth.
I needed to get my Damian back. And then find a way to get Draco out .
Or may be I needed to flip the preference.
I grabbed my car keys and drove out. She sight was driving me insane. Arguing with her was no point. She was as stubborn as I.
I followed in the direction of the police car that carried Draco a few moments ago.
" Officer. You can't barge into the affairs of two consenting adults.
We live together and that's our choice. My mother has no say in that. It's illegal. "
I banged the table.
It got me his undivided attention.
" Miss, I understand that love is blind. And I understand that you are an adult and would love to enjoy your rights. But Miss, your mother really loves and cares for you. She is not your enemy. She is just watching out for you! "
" What rubbish! I don't need your lecture. I know you must be benefiting from my mother's donations... "
" Hold it!
Take a look at this yourself. Your mother did a full research on this man's back ground. He has no trace.
He is probably a fugitive criminal that sneaked in through our borders. He is using you to settle down in these parts.
Liana. Wake up.
If you must, ask him for his identity card or his national number. "
I opened my mouth about full three inches.
Then closed them faster back.
What possible explanation could I give him about that?
I felt like hitting the wall with my head in annoyance.
" Fine!
I need to speak to him. "
The officer looked at me suspiciously.
" About his ID card! "
I made a face at him.
" Make it quick! "
he pretended to ignore me and then showed me the direction towards his cell.
There he was.
Standing in the shadow at the corner of the tiny space.
The other officer opened the gate and locked me in.
" Ten minutes! "
He said and left.
He was not looking at me.
" I will not make the situation worse by saying I am sorry. Tell me how I can help you. Is there any way to call somebody from your kingdom? Like the last time when we were attacked by the shadows?
You need to get out of here and I can't do that alone!
Besides, I need to find Damian. My mother.... I mean that woman won't tell me his location.
I am worried for him. We need to locate him as soon... "
He finally looked up.
But it was a death stare.
" Tell me something I don't know. Your voice is annoying me! "
Grumpy old dragon.
He had his attitude even in that situation.
" Ok. To the point. How do I ask anybody from your world for help? "
" You can not! "
His reply was cold and short.
" Why?
I mean I am willing to do anything.
Like they show in the movies.
Any Dragon summoning rituals. Songs that attracted dragons. A sacrifice perhaps.
Blood? Are your brethren attracted by the smell of sacrificial blood? "
" Stop it! "
His hand on at his the spot where he was stabbed
" My head hurts. Just stop with your nonsense! "
Then it struck me.
His loss of power could be related to his injury.
I moved his shirt to check .
It was still raw. Normally I have seen his graver wounds heal within seconds but why was he not healing this time? Was it because he did not have his power?
But that is what the injury caused.
It was like the dagger had created a vicious cycle.
Once stabbed it barred the abilities of the dragons. This made the wound lethal.
" How can this be healed? Is it related to that dagger? "
This question intrigued him. By now, I could read his eye gestures well.
"It is the Ivory Dagger. No Dragon ever survived after being stabbed by it. It only took a few moments for them to collapse and die. It's already a miracle that I am living.
Besides, nobody in my kingdom can know about this! "
Living in the Dragon kingdom had made me see things in different light .
Think in every possible and different ways.
" Where is this Dagger now? "
I asked.
He looked at me, curious.
" Possibly at your home. Why?
What is going inside that little head of yours? "
" I have something in my mind. I don't know if it will work. Bear the night here Draco.
I promise I will come back with some solution. "
I darted towards my car as I felt his eyes following me outside.