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The Okrar
Igor
Iwakeupinanother room. It wasn’t the deep sleep this time, and my mind is awake. I can’t hear anything, but I have been mentally awake. I am bound to a chair this time. When my body starts feeling like its mine again, I test the strength of the bindings and they are intact.
“That will be no use.” Kartna moves closer from the corner. This time there is no one else.
“My people have been hunted by Sokos for 80 years, and many have been taken. From their families, their homes. Why are they here and where do the Sokos come in?” I ask.
He leans on the wall next to the large door and he considers me, before he says. “The Sokos took everything from us.”
I remain quiet.
He sighs, “You need to meet someone.” He pushes off the door.
I don’t fight, and when he unbinds me, I follow him. I notice it is now evening and dim lights glow everywhere like a town. I can’t deny it looking even more beautiful now.
I am led to a dining room with large chairs and many dragons sitting around a cream table.
My eyes scan the room. It’s a wide round room with the standard high ceilings and clean, simple but elegant furniture. The ceiling here is painted too, and the cream walls have a few paintings of majestic dragons.
All of their eyes train on me. I take the seat I am offered and Kartna takes a larger chair. Next to him I notice a red-scaled female dragon who is sitting on the biggest chair here, but she looks a little dim. Her scales aren’t shining as brightly as the other’s colors.
“This is Queen Somo. The remaining daughter of Queen Dota. Hear our story from her lips. And I ask that you listen this time. I said it before we have no plans of harming you but if you try anything, we can defend ourselves.” His body is leaning towards this Queen Somo. He seems protective of her.
Her fiery red eyes with a solid black iris inside her eye lifts to me and I see much. She is weary. She shifts in her chair, looking unsure. She is no leader.
Interesting.
After swallowing, she begins. Her voice firm but not powerful. She was not meant to rule.
“We used to never mix in any way with them. But five hundred years ago, they lost…something.” She says cryptically. “The Sokos started losing their magic. As the vile creatures they are, they sought every creature on this realm looking for a way they could help their case. When they didn’t find it, or ways of retrieving it back, they turned to us. They turned feral looking for a kaka plant farmed by our people to ease their spiraling. Without this thing…they were out of control and destructive. They ran out of things to bargain with and then one day they came to loot the plant and found my mother walking in the gardens alone and they murdered her. She tucked me in bed that night, but I was to never see her again. They took everything from me. What they do for us isn’t even half of the debt that is owed.”
After she finishes, I take a moment to process. She is the only line of the dragon’s royal blood line. A queen. But where is her king?
“I still don’t see how it gets to where your people send Sokos to take mine. You already had slaves.” I mutter.
The room gets more tense. Many eyes glaring at me but I don’t retreat. I need the truth. The whole truth.
The Queen doesn’t cower this time. “Without our Queen, I was not guided properly in our way. I couldn’t…procreate for hundreds of years. Our males were dying going out looking for food and the females were getting old unfertilized.”
My brows lift in surprise.
“The Soko brought a possible solution. The standing leader was also desperate to save his kind and since they had burned every other bridge and the Saho Mountain savages wouldn’t help them, they begged for their survival.” She pauses in reflection, looking disgusted at that. “We found a way to coexist safely. But we are by no means friends. They provide us with what we need since they are unsuitable to breed our females. And we keep them alive.”
I take a moment, not rushing to take in all the information. My head feels heavy. It’s like I learn something new and life altering every day.
“What do you want from me? You already have the orcs you stole. Your society seems to be thriving. What do you want?”
“Peace.” She says.
Licking my tusks, I train my eyes on her. How can she want peace when she has what’s ours, when she stole from us?
“We are orcs. We only know battle.” I say.
“But not you son of Zad. Not youKingof the orcs.” She says firmly.
“I am not a king.”
