Raven
“Claude?” I huff as I look into the eyes of the bane of my existence. I look around as my eyes adjust to the dark and find myself in a rundown one-room cabin. There is a distinct smell of meat cooking as there is a pot on a wood stove. Auriel,’ I call out to the dragon living in my head.
‘I am here,’ She speaks up. ‘He doesn’t know that you are now a dragon.’
“Imagine my surprise when my beautiful Beloved turned herself into a dragon to kill King Thelonius,” Claude steps towards the stove and picks up a spoon to stir the pot. “You always seemed hesitant to use your powers.”
“So?” I sneer. “Where are we?”
“A little place in the woods,” He responds as he keeps stirring the pot. “Mmm,” He tastes what I assume is soup. “It’s almost ready. Soon you will be mine.”
“f**k you!” I spat
