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Chapter 34

I follow after Silas, his burning rage radiating out of him as he storms into the castle heading for the library. When I approach, he has upturned the entire room in a matter of seconds, once again I would have to clean up his mess, his anger always getting the better of him.

“What the fuck is your problem?” I demand, making him turn around and glare at me.

“I will not give the Fae our kingdom,” he argues.

“Is this what you’re so pissed off about? Because she is Fae, what did you expect her to be, a bedroom toy? We are kings either way she would be our queen.”

“That’s exactly what I expect, she is Fae. This is my kingdom, we built it. I won’t just hand it over to the Fae to do as they please.”

“What are you talking about? You’re not giving the Fae our kingdom, you are just agreeing to let Elora rule alongside us, they listen to her. This is a good thing Silas.”

“You are blinded by her; you don’t even see what is happening,” Silas retorts. I do see, clearly saw what is happening, change was happening, and he couldn’t handle it, his ego is getting in the way, his burning hatred for the Fae consuming his head.

“So, what did you expect of Elora, just to remain by our side and have no say in anything?” I ask.

“Yes, she is ours, she shouldn’t be challenging us, challenging our titles, she is to be seen not heard!” Silas screams at me, throwing a chair against the wall. I laugh, I can’t help it. He really expects a woman like her to be stuck in a corner and do as she is told.

“I can’t believe you’re laughing, there is nothing funny about this, this goes against everything. She is going against us!” Silas yells the temperature rising with his anger.

“Is this about Elora or the Fae?”

“The Fae, what else would it be about?”

“Well sorry to break it to you Silas, Elora is Fae. She can’t change who she is.”

“I won’t hand my kingdom over to the Fae, I don’t care what she is to us. This was supposed to break the curse on the Dragon’s not the Fae, her sacrifice was wasted and then this bullshit threatening to take our kingdom.”

“She isn’t taking anything, why can’t you see that? You are right she made a sacrifice so did Claire, the curse on the Dragons? Fuck the curse Silas, I don’t give a damn about the curse with her by our side!” I scream back at him.

“Maybe the curse on the Dragons isn’t a sacrifice she is supposed to make,” Dragus says overhearing the conversation as he walks in.

“What are you talking about, the book said the Chosen One had to make the sacrifice,” he argues back against Dragus.

“Think about it Silas, why would a Fae have to make a sacrifice for the Dragons? Elora doesn’t owe us anything. If anything, you owe her a fucking apology, you just denounced her in front of the entire kingdom all because she is Fae. Her being Fae does not affect her ability to rule alongside us,” Dragus tells him.

“She is not our equal,” he screams back at him. His entire body trembling and I can see scales rippling up his arms as he fights to not shift where we stand. His anger getting the better of him.

“Maybe that’s the problem, you two have been fighting against each other since the moment she got here. You want her to be our mate, yet she is to sit below us. That’s not how it is supposed to be, she is to stand beside us, not behind us, as equals, Silas.”

“Fae will never be equal to the Dragons,” he says, turning away.

Dragus and I both stare at him, nothing we say is clearly getting through to him. What I don’t realize is that Elora has heard everything. I didn’t realize she is watching from the doorway, she remained silent, if it weren’t for the hurt hitting me through the bond, I wouldn’t have even noticed she was there. What Silas said hurt her.

“If that’s how you feel Silas, I will take my people and leave.” Her voice is strong, yet I can feel how much she is struggling to remain that way, not wanting him to see how deeply his words cut her, she feels rejected by him, by us.

Silas spins around at the sound of her voice, I can tell he didn’t mean for her to overhear, yet she had, and he is too stubborn to admit he is wrong, too stubborn to give in to her.

“And go where Elora, you’re not leaving this kingdom!”

“If you don’t want the Fae here that means you don’t want me here,” she tells him.

“That’s not what I said,” he says, stepping forward, but she puts up her hand warding him off and he stops, regret shining in his eyes.

“I am Fae, Silas. I can’t change that and I wouldn’t even if I could. My people will follow me. Your kingdom means that much to you? Have it. I never asked for this. You brought me here. I didn’t want to rule, I didn’t ask for this, it just happened. Either let me in or let me go. I will not turn my back on my people,” she tells him, walking away.

“She won’t go, there is nowhere to go. She will get over it,” he says. I shake my head; I know Elora enough to know she will do as she says.