Wysteria POV
Following the crowds, I stood on a balcony alongside Dr Avery and Chef Hawburn overlooking the vast land in front of us. Large wings flapped and flew in the sky, shadowing the land and troops beneath.
My vision narrowed to the largest Dragonoid flying above. Its rider, Sir Maverick, was in bronze-coloured armour. Shrouding him from top to toe with a grey cape and a horse emblem on his back.
I squinted my eyes, following his drop, and my nose twitched at the familiar scent he brought together.
Smells of ashes and bones.
LUB DUP~
My gaze collided with the dark eyes beneath the bronze helmet, taking my breath away. My hand tightened its grip on the balcony railing.
The magic inside of me rippled, awakening the slumbering cautions. The beast clawed its claw along my mind.
