The Queen of His Heart

~Dragon~

Kiara was startled awake by the commotion she heard everywhere around her. It was the first time she got a full sleep, so she still felt drowsy; however, she knew it was time to get up from the comfort of the bed. She found a rough note near the bed and opened it.

Forgive me my love, for your scent was too strong. I had to step out to control myself, and you’re even more beautiful when you sleep. The maids will attend to you whenever they sense that you’re awake.

I love you sweetheart.

sincerely,

Your handsome mate.

’He is handsome,′ She thought, waiting for the maids still in her nightgown. She heard a soft knock on the door, asking if they could come in.

They barely heard the meek voice whisper that they were given permission to enter. The sight before the little, petite luna shocked her.

She had never seen such a full meal before. It didn’t take long for her eyes to start watering, considering herself lucky to have a mate. She still wondered how she had a mate, without even knowing what kind of creature she is.

She didn’t mind that, she didn’t even mind the made fussing over her, asking why she was in tears. “Are you in pain my queen???? Is the food not pleasing? We can make another-” The maid was interrupted by Kiara, the girl’s mismatched eyes looking deep into the maid’s vibrant honey brown ones.

“N-no, it is most c-certainly not like that. I just, I-I’ve never seen much food like this until yes-yesterday. P-Please thank the chef f-for me, I’m sure it’s delicious” She managed to stutter out, oblivious of the maids expressions that looked like their hearts had melted like butter.

“Yes Luna. We will make sure to do that, now please eat. It won’t be that tasty if it turns cold” She only nodded and started to eat her meal.

She asked for more food after having finishing the one she had eaten.

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After a whole immortal eternity of the maids trying to comfort the young queen, she finished it and drank the tea along with it. Suddenly the mood changed. The maids went stiff, sniffing around the young madam. They noticed that she had a scent, one unbecoming of a werewolf or human. They quickly ushered her into the bathtub, sensing that she was perhaps in the middle of her creature’s development.

They finished off her bath, scrubbed every inch carefully without harming her on the scars. When they were done, they applied the ointments onto their queen’s body, as instructed by their king. They saw her as a porcelain doll, scared to harm her by touching her scars too hard. She seemed to have talked a lot with the maids, whom, for the first time, enjoyed serving someone.

It wasn’t like they didn’t like their jobs. It was only due to the coldness of most people they had served in the castle that had made them bored. It was an endless cycle of coldness, rudeness, and business talks. It was a first for the maids to actually hold a conversation between anyone but themselves.

That strange scent was still in the air however, even after they had bathed her. She looked happy, like she was living in her own world. She kept giggling every five minutes, and would talk non-stop about one topic, then move on to another topic.

Then the maids realized. Their queen isn’t a werewolf, she was one of their kind. Unsure of which rank she held, they were drowning in their thoughts until they finished dressing her up. Proud of their work, they stepped out to give her some space.

She had been feeling giddy all day, and just wanted to do something. Like run around somewhere, or play with something, which would have been a horrific thought if she was in her previous priso- I mean, home.

Even when the doors opened, it didn’t distract her from her over energetic feeling. Her mate waltzed in like he owned the place, sweating and panting after hearing what the maids told him. His mate spun around to look at the handsome man. ‘my mate,’ was the first thing she thought. She jumped up and down running to hug him while his hands were wide open for his love.

They hugged as if they were the happiest people alive. That was when he caught her scent. ‘I knew it was abnormal for her to be so cozy with me’

She had a scent of a person preparing to shift for the first time.

Suddenly, she flopped over while shaking. Her eyes shut, body leaning on her mate, her voice growling. He quickly rushed her outside, surprised that she had the same symptoms of a dragon.

He was so excited to see his mate in her feral form he nearly shifted mid air. He placed her on the ground at the particular spot where dragons shift: the pixie tree. There were visibly more pixies this time, surrounding the fragile little girl as her wounds started healing herself all of a sudden, the whole tree dimming in light and the only source of brightness being around the queen.

Her body started morphing, then she was taken near the waterfall, to complete her shifting. She was getting heavier in her mate’s arms, signs of her creature nearly developed. When she was placed back on the ground for the second time, she fully transformed into a gorgeous, beautiful creature. No one had ever seen such a creature.

A silver, icy, long serpent- like creature. Their queen, was that creature, the one that brought chills and warmth;

~Dragon~