It had gone days, if not weeks since me and Smaug "broke up" in mortal terms. It felt like hours. My heart was still torn between Smaug and Darkstalker. I loved them both, but I knew I couldn't have them both. One was a king by rightful rights; another was by self-proclamation.

It would never work. Luckily Smaug and I stayed friends and will have contact with each other due to annual meetings.

"your highness?" clicked a guard shaking me from my stupor. I looked at the dragon and flicked my tongue like a snake. "speak," I clicked back. "your mate has requested your presence in the throne room, my queen. It is urgent, I think," the guard said, and I hummed, flicking my wing at him. "you are excused" the guard walked away, and I turned my attention to the headpiece manqine that held my circlet, the only thing that was telling that I was a queen.

Darkstalker had asked me if I wanted a crown, but I kindly refused, not being used to the Queen thing. Before long, I had the circlet on my head and left my chambers, heading to the throne room where my beloved mate would be. When I came inside, there was no one there. Only the great Night/IceWing with his back turned to me.

"you called my king?" I addressed him solely. But Darkstalker let out a deep chuckle and turned around "you needn't be so formal with me, my love. We're mates. Now, how has your day been? Since you cut the bond with Smaug, I've noticed you being a bit off since those weeks. are you alright?" I sighed at my mate's words. Sometimes he can be a total pain in the backside, and at others, he can be a sweetheart. This was one of the times when he was both.

Pain because he was asking me day and night. A sweetheart because I knew this was an act of caring and love, but it was getting on my nerves now. "I'm fine, my love. I'm just getting back to my feet. It might take some time, though," I admitted and looked down at the dark marble floor, suddenly finding it more interesting than the king in front of me.

I heard the sound of talons on stone and soon felt a big soft claw grab my jaw and lift my head to meet his eyes. they were filled with love and admiration. "my love, you needn't hide your feelings from me. It is undestable. I mean, you just rejected your One. It would take some time to heal, and I understand that. Don't worry; take all the time you want but remember that I and the kingdom are here for you. You are the moon to my stars, after all," he said and leaned in, kissing me with a sweet, soft touch.

I melted into it, my wings drooping from their tense state. My body went slack the moment our lips touched. I had missed this. These were stolen moments that Darkstalker and I often had, but every kiss was sweeter than the last one.

"now-" Darkstalker started as he parted ways, his eyes still soft and his cheeks a bit puffed. "how about we take a flight around the kingdom? I want to show you some of my favorite spots here," he offered, and I smiled, feeling the gripping claws of sadness leaving me bit by bit. "I would love to, my love," I purred, and Darkstalker smiled, kissing my snout before we walked out of the palace, telling teh guards that we would be gone for some hours and flew away into the air and the sun rose ever silently above the horizon.

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A brown-black dragon clawed at the earth underneath his talons.

Those accursed Sky dragons are mingling with even worse dragons! Queen Dazyn should be with us! We are the only ones worthy of her presence, he thought with anger shaking. "clam yourself, little brother," came a steady deep voice, and a dragon walked into the arena where his little brother was training to fight. The brown-black dragon hissed and whirled at his brother, his eyes blazing with fury "why brother?! nothing is working the way we want! We have to kill Darkstalker before he fully takes Dazyn's heart, and you know that."

The bigger older dragon sighed, his tail lashing behind him, disturbing the sand. "I know, brother, but this is not the way. If we want to kill him, we need to sneak in and do it like those assassins who do their job. There is no other way, and you know that. How come I have called for a meeting with our brothers. We should be ready soon," the giant dragon slithered off, leaving the brown-black one alone in the open arena.

We will get you, Dazyn, we will mark my words, he thought before following his brother to the Golden Hall, where four others were waiting, all varying in colors and sizes. But they all had blazing brown eyes. one of them, a dark black dragon, lifted his head at the sound of talons and smiled at his little brother. "Welcome, brother," he purred, and the two did their little handshake before going to the great war table in teh middle of the room.

"Okay, now that we all are gathered here, let us discuss our plan," said the grey-black dragon, their leader Najok. His brothers nodded. "okay, so we all know the plan. First, one of us, the one with the most charm," he flicked his wing at Julis, who smirked his anger slightly, deflating. "will be infiltrating the castle by charming or being just well himself. Then, when he has gotten under the skin of the NightWings and the king and queen, he will kidnap Queen Dazyn and bring her here. So we will have a free lane to kill her beloved mate. seems easy enough, right?" Najok clicked, and his brothers nodded.

"so, just to be clear?" spoke the oldest Jilon, and all eyes were on him "we others will take care of the dirty work while our youngest will do the charm?" Najok nodded, and Jilon dipped his head. "roger."

"Okay, the meeting is dismissed," Najok clicked, and the six dragons walked off, getting ready for their ambush three days later. So now it was only the leader left in the Golden Hall. He studied the map over the NightWing place, his brown eyes flicking with golden fire. Don't worry, Dazyn, we will soon get you from those moons-licking dragons, and you will be free, he thought with a deadly smirk and slunk away from the Golden hall, leaving it in darkness as the days waned on.

Little did they know that they had some ears listing in. Three dragons shared a glance, scared and angry "I don't think the boss will like this at all!" exclaimed one of them, and the other two nodded before flying off and leaving Seven Spears alone.

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