Third Epilogue
Chenghou
Icannot believe that spirit slayer still draws breath. That Fanqing, who does she think she is that she actually spoke that way? And it was all because of him.
I huff a frustrated breath, wrapping my tail around myself as if that can comfort me from the humiliation I have suffered. I am thankful for the solitude of the night as I drift high in the clouds while Fanqing sleeps below. Now is the only time that I can properly vent my frustrations.
To choose him over me.
I am a great and wily creature, wiser than a thousand-year-old sage, and knowledgeable in forgotten and forbidden arts. I am a dragon.
And he’s just some elf who is good with a sword.
What was she thinking?
I suppose I cannot fault her; she clearly doesn’t remember the connection we share.
Still, I will stay by her side, offering her magic until either she remembers me or our bond is even stronger than before.
And if I happen to plot a way to get that annoying spirit slayer out of the way without Fanqing finding out I was the one behind it…well, so much the better.
I can’t help but smile as I consider it.
So much the better…