I wondered if she knew that I was a dragon and clearly hear things she was whispering to her BFF. My hate for him doubled. They had traditions and rituals together and had little habits they shared. And yet since he was an important part of her life I can't hate him completely.

And yet he had the advantage of casually making plans with her and her being comfortable around him so much so that she doesn't act closed or careful. She would smile at him and not try to run away from him. It agitated me that she was supposed to be my Dragon Keeper and yet I was not her priority.  I would not hate the guy this much if he didn't hold the obvious adoration in his gaze towards Rhianon. The only consolation for someone was that she didn't hold the same adoration for him. I was not jealous of the guy as per se, I was jealous of their bond.

"Idris, I have something to discuss," Danny said holding the script in his hand.

"Please don't Danny, I am not going to stay away from her. Trust me it's impossible."

"It's not that. We have decided to shoot this scene today because it required the stunt double and Irika would be offended if too much is done without her. I mean she is the lead actress."

"So?"

"It has a kiss scene," Danny said.

"Remove it. We can shot to the point where the action is needed." I said immediately surprised at my words.

And apparently so was Danny as he looked taken aback and didn't say a word for a while.

What is wrong with me? My thoughts mostly involved kissing her and this was a great opportunity.

"Umm... but it's right with the flow, written together after the fight and tending injuries." Danny seemed to fumble with words.

"Do you want her to drop the shoot and kill us all?" I asked lightly.

"I can remove the scene," Danny said thinking about this for a minute.

I nodded.

"Sir, I have given the script to Ms. Roberts." The assistant director came running towards us.

I bit back a wince at what kind of reaction Rhianon will have. I bet she thought this was my plan. Not that reputation mattered to me but with her it did.

"He is alive, I guess we can try shooting the scene," I said in a cautious tone.

Danny nodded and hurried away.

When Danny yelled action, I was transferred to the scene. And yet here she was looking gorgeous as ever, with the proximity that made me rethink why I was refusing the kissing scene. She was nervous and in that process, she licked her lips countless times and every time something turned in my stomach.  

And yet when I held her face within my palms I hesitated. I wanted to know if she actually wanted to be kissed by me. I have never had a second thought about these matters, I just got for it. It was not thinking matter, it was lust over logic at such times. And yet I had a worry that she would hate me for this so I slightly raised my eyes asking her if I should kiss her.

She looked conflicted and yet after a moment she subtly nodded. And I couldn't help and smiled as I kissed her. To say fire exploded within me would be too dramatic and girlish to explain how I felt but I would say I have never felt like this even though I was kissed a little too much. I never thought kissing would be like this, like making me forget everything but her.

Her lips were soft and I almost forgot that we were shooting in front of the audience as she kissed me back. Her fingers found a way to my hair and I was turned on by this. I deepened the kiss and she molded into me. I couldn't help it and lightly nipped the side of her lips, I wanted to devour her, she was so irresistible at that moment.

The little nip made her groan and she sucked deeply on my lower lip and was almost completely lost now.

"Cut." Danny's voice sounded like a distant echo as she pulled away breathing heavily. 

I licked my lips and saw her gulping looking at me.

"That was hot." Someone from the crowd said and others agreed.

Some even whistled in approval and I looked away from her trying to manage my thoughts, my emotions, my heartbeat.

As I was about to get up and leave she grabbed my hand and I was shocked. People were still watching so I turned towards her carefully.

"Leg Cramps, I need help to stand." She said a little loudly as if it was for people to hear.

She stood up holding my hand and she stood up, she whispered, "Your eyes."

It was a kind of warning to be careful.

And she then her hand dropped and I tried not to think how badly I wanted to hold it back. 

"What about them?" I whispered back.

Her head titled like she was observing me, "Fire." 

And with that, she went away. But no one else reacted or pointed that out. She could actually see the dragon fire within was the cause of emotion splurge in me as we kissed. But she didn't react repulsed or seemed scared by it. She just warned me with a concerned tone.

How is she handling this? The fire has a bad memory for her. And yet she was there staring back into my eyes like it was nothing but a source of warmth for her. For a second, just that second I was scared if I should really be pursuing her because what if my fear of myself overpowers everything else, and as she said, I will leave her to suffer.

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I hate dreams. Not just nightmares, any kind of dreams in general. Because Dragon dreams are not just dreams they are premonitions or warnings. And in my case, they are seldom happy. But I can't control so I would suffer every time I would see one. And I have dreamt some crazy stuff like murders, fires, bomb blasts, etc. The shortcoming of having a half-human dream was I seldom had complete details of the dream. I would usually see the mishap and not a way to save it. But sometimes I was lucky enough to see how and where to go and what to do.

Unlike those lucky times, my dream started in the usual unpleasant manner. 

"Are we using blood now?" A woman asked.

Oh, another thing, I could hear people in a dream but with half senses, I would never see their face, maybe their silhouette or sometimes whole body except the face. This time it was more than a shadow at least.

"Blood is more effective and has a long-lasting effect." The man said and his voice filled me with rage almost as if I could slash his throat and burn him alive.

"I agree but it will use the strength from us and not to mention the magic." She said sounding bored.

"If we could get rid of Dragons from this, it would be worth it." He said and I realized they were rune castors.

"Dragon. There is only one left with power." She amended.

"But we need to find him first and for that, we need to create a little ruckus here and there."

"Dragons are not known for their sense of justice, they are the selfish brutal creatures."

"Yeah, but they will react once we start killing their lineage one by one. The bloodline left without power." He said and I heard the sharpening of knives.

If I could enter the dream and rip his heart out I would.

"What about the Keeper?" The woman said.

"For now she has trapped herself, she is of no help unless she sets herself free. Like I said blood is more useful sometimes."

"But as long as the keeper is alive you can't kill the dragon."

"You know what my dear, sometimes too much pain is a motivating factor in itself to die." He said and let out a laugh so menacing that it made even me wince.

And then the stupid dream ended.

But obviously, the thing I saw would happen soon, it was a warning.

I was always in danger and so is the alleged dragon line but this was the first time I dreamt anything about keepers and it made me wonder if dragging Rhianon was the right move at all? I mean yes I might die one day due to those chains, my nerves found burst inside me or my own fire would engulf my organs but besides that I was the last living dragon, what will I even do if I survived.

But if I did surrender Rhianon would be safe. 

This after effect of nightmare  came with headache and a desire to drink the pain away. My nerves were sore and it felt like something was pricking my whole body. That was my dragon part prominent, the part that would see promonitions and the part trapped in the golden chains.

The man in dream said Rhianon was also trapped and was of no use. Maybe I should create a distance between us. I made myself  a really strong dose of coffee and tried not to thing about it too much. I have to remain calm and human or else the monster spikes will be all over me. I couldn't get drunk now because that would mean bad headache the next day and I can't waste a day when she was around.

But everytime I closed my eyes I could see Rhianon in danger, I could hear the spine chilling voice of  that man who talked about blood and killing. And everytime I heard him, I could feel my blood boil with anger.

Suddenly the glass in my hands shattered and I could feel my eyes burning. I bit back a loud scream realising the symptoms lead to something disastrous. Soon it will be followed by  scales growing on my skin and a ugly shade of browinsh green will start spreading all over me.

I shouldn't have left Tia behind. I immediately dialed her number, my heart beat quickening as my dragon tried to escape the chains. Everytime it did so, it felt like every bone in my body was breaking. Tia picked up the call almost immediately.

"The potion." I said struggling to say the words.

And the phone dropped from my hands because it was filled with scales now.

There was knock on my trailer door and I wondered how Tia was here this quick. But there was a knock again and I wondered who it might be at four in the night.

I didn't respond, I couldn't respond or they will see my monserous self.

"Sir, it's me. Open up." Doug's voice made me sigh in relief.

So I did and he looked at me with surprise. But entered the trailer nevertheless.

"Here, the medicine." He said and I looked at him surprised.

"Tia called me,  I always carry spare." He said and if didn't had scales all over me I would have hugged him.

I chugged down the little golden liquid and felt the pain easing immediately.

"She will be here tomorrow with other medicines and she is angry why you don't carry medicines yourself." He said in montone.

"I forget." I said lying partially. I remembered but I wanted to see the effect with Rhianon around.

And I would have gone to her had it not been for the dream.

"Tell her no need to come." She would bother Rhianon for some reason.

"She will be here and you know that. No stopping her. Also there has been a murder among the your very distant relative. The son was killed with dragon blood." Doug said and my fingers curled into fist.

So it already started.

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HAPPY almost ending SUNDAY!

I skipped for couple of days because my back has been killing me. Yeah, meet the old lady panda. Anyway, I couldn't sit and write. I even did most of art work on mobile or just on drawing book that too poorly xD It's better now, apparently I sitting too long without proper chair caused it since its work from home scenario.

For those who haven't checked out art profile on insta it's purplestopot7

Also I Had the craziest dream ever and I thought I would remember it and write about it but when I woke up it was all gone :( 

As usual time to pick a favorite moment. 

And HAPPY READING!