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RUMIR
Each city in the God Realm had what was called The White Tower. The towers were the base of operations for the gods. There were hundreds of gods, and since they all worked together to keep balance in this world and on Earth, a base of operation was needed.
The City of Souls had the largest tower, Urgron City had the second, and Esavale had the smallest.
The main building in each city was square-shaped, made of white stone, and had sixty floors. On either side of it were two other towers half the height.
The towers were off-limits to the general public, but they were the only place you could find gods gathered together other than at a ball or a party that was being thrown by a god to bring in new followers.
At the very top floor of the main building was the Hall of Imperium, the place Natalie had been taken. And that was where I was headed.
My dragon roared in my head.
My wings sprouted from my back, causing a passing Dextura—a god born in this realm like me—to stumble out of the way as I took to the sky. I muttered my apology because I hadn’t seen her. My rage about what happened to Natalie had blinded me.
Those bastards at the very top need to be brought down a level or two. They needed to remember that while they sat up high, looking down on everyone else, those below them were in danger.
Natalie had almost been killed, and it all was their fault.
I flew to the top of the building and landed on the roof. A flight of stairs brought me down to the entrance to the Hall of Imperium.
Outside massive white doors stood two Kruard warriors, the same ones who’d prevented me from entering the night Natalie was taken. At least, I thought they were the same ones.
"I'm going in, one way or another. And trust me, I won’t be as civil this time,” I told them, my wings flapping as my scales appeared across my face.
A minute later, both Kruard flew through the doors and into the Hall of Imperium, engulfed in flames.
I flapped my wings, putting the flames out as I entered the room. One by one, the gods began to teleport.
“Leaving already?” My voice boomed.
“How dare you enter this place without an invitation. No one enters this chamber unless they’re asked to. There are rules, Rumir." Zeus got to his feet, and my wings vanished, along with my scales, but my fury only grew.
“Do you really think I’m going to take any of your shit today, Zeus?” I tilted my head. “After what almost happened to my mate?”
I walked away without waiting for his response, passing Hekate, who was still seated, and Heldon, the creator of the fae, who uncrossed his legs and stood up. He said nothing but nodded to Hekate, then me, before vanishing.
I’d stopped in front of my mother’s empty throne when Zeus spoke.
"You are not the only child of an Imperium. And none of the others have ever behaved as disrespectfully as you’re doing now! Your mother…”
I turned around, my eyes changing to those of my dragon to emphasize my point. "What about my mother, Zeus?" Electricity danced across his horns, but he said nothing. “Go ahead, say it. When she's here, you don't dare speak over her or disrespect her. But you’re probably thinking you can do it to me because hey, I’m only her half-breed son.”
His mouth curved with a smile at the mention of my parentage, but he'd fallen for my trap, just as all obnoxious gods did.
With my hand behind my back, I walked towards him. "But there’s something you should consider. Like the gods, dragons were created by the primordial beings. Time, Death, Darkness, Chaos, and the like—you know, the real gods who don’t have to rely on worship from mortals to maintain their power.”
His smirk faded and turned into a scowl.
“Dragons might not be gods,” I said, looking around. “Or have a chair in this room. But they were originally created as Guardians of the realms, and they have enough power to knock you on your ass. Don’t forget that. I’m proud of who I am.”
“Yes,” he laughed. “It must be wonderful to be the son of the Dragon King of Esavale and an Executive. How lucky you are, especially when neither side of your family accepts you.”
Sparks of fire escaped my lips as I growled. “Don’t you have some poor mortal woman to seduce? Where is your wife, Zeus?"
Hekate stood up. “Rumir, that’s enough.”
Since she was one of the few gods I respected, I clenched my jaw without answering back.
