Chapter 10 #3
Before Sora could ask if this was a habit among them, Ravi’s laugh echoed through the air.
Sora whipped back around to see the smaller man jump off a lower balcony and instantly change into a slate blue dragon.
His outstretched wings caught the wind and lifted his lithe body higher into the air.
A few seconds later, they all watched Gunter jump off the same balcony and shift into a dark red dragon.
The massive beast sent a flare of fire after the wind dragon, but he deftly dodged it, still laughing.
The two continued to chase after each other, cutting through the air and weaving around castle towers with practiced ease.
The two dragons seemed as different as night and day.
Ravi’s blue body was long and lean, all speed and grace, where Gunter’s red form was pure power, more of a flying T-Rex than Ravi’s swan.
Together they were a breathtaking sight.
“I will never get tired of watching that,” Cameron murmured.
Sora looked up to find Cassie leaning against her brother. Cameron had an arm wrapped around her slender shoulders.
“I will never get tired of seeing Gunter’s expression when he discovers Ravi has touched his books,” Cassie added. “If you exclude all the Sasha parts of my week, this is the thing I look forward to the most.”
She suddenly straightened and stepped away from her brother.
“I gotta go tell her about this one. She’s gonna die.”
The female mage darted away, her laughter echoing down the hall. Cameron shook his head and started after her, muttering something about finding more of that bubble wrap to pop.
Sora looked back to the sky to see Ravi carving circles and figure eights in the sky.
Gunter was now hovering next to a balcony higher up on the castle, his massive wings flapping great gusts of wind to hold him in place.
Opposite him stood King Alric. He could hear the king speaking but couldn’t make out his words.
The dragon snarled and sent a blast of fire in King Alric’s direction, but the king didn’t move or flinch.
The fire dragon flew off, heading higher into the mountains while the wind dragon made a pass by their balcony, waving one hand at them.
“What was King Alric saying to Gunter?”
Dieter chuckled.
“That it was for his own good.” Dieter shrugged again.
“They go through this little song and dance all the time. Gunter gets lost in his work, ignoring his dragon’s need to fly.
Ignoring his own human needs for sunlight and fresh air.
Alric prods Ravi into stirring up trouble.
Ravi irritates Gunter, and Gunter chases Ravi into the air.
Gunter complains, but mark my words, when you see Gunter tomorrow, he’ll be a new dragon. Happy and spry.”
“He seemed pretty spry when he ran out of the hall,” Sora said with a shake of his head.
“Gunter trained for battle the same as Alric, Baldewin, and Ravi. He fought in the Dragon War beside Alric and Baldewin. He’s as much a brother to Alric as Baldewin, and he has always been at the king’s side.
” Dieter paused and stared at the last place they’d seen the fire dragon in the sky.
“Gunter can be as dangerous as any dragon. He just prefers the order and silence of his books. And he needs reminding, every once in a while, that he can have his order but he can’t ignore his dragon. ”
“He’s lucky to have a family that takes such wonderful care of him,” Sora murmured.
Dieter nodded. “Thank you for helping with our little intervention.”
As Dieter returned to the interior of the castle, Ravi darted over to where Sora was standing. He clung to the side, his sharp talons digging into the stone and mortar. Like a gecko, he quickly crawled closer and shifted back into his human form as he stepped on the balcony.
“Wasn’t that great?” Ravi shouted. He launched himself at Sora, twirling them both around.
“That was pretty amazing.” Sora laughed as he clung to the dragon.
He’d never done anything quite like that. He’d played a couple small jokes on his parents and other kids when he was growing up, but nothing that had involved planning or co-conspirators. Ravi made him feel a part of something bigger, made him feel so very needed, even if it was just for a joke.
When he’d first come to Burkhard, he’d been faced with a clan that was struggling against seemingly insurmountable odds. They had little magic, few mages, dragons desperate for mates, and an old enemy determined to destroy them all.
But this afternoon, it had become clear how they’d managed to survive all these years. They protected each other, watched out for each other—whether everyone wanted to be protected or not. And it was all done with an abundance of love and laughter.
Now, Sora was faced with this wonderful, bright smile and shining eyes. He didn’t want to look away from Ravi. He was afraid that if they were apart for even a second, he would miss out on a stunning Ravi-filled moment of pure joy.
This was becoming addictive—Ravi’s company and the happiness he brought to Sora. He felt lighter whenever he was around the wind dragon. Hungry for more.
And, frankly, the idea of going home now was depressing. Sora was loath to leave. He needed far more time with Ravi. There were too many questions and feelings he had no answer for at this moment. And he wasn’t leaving until he’d figured it all out.