dragon dance

chapter 4: in the dungeons

"Pah! What have you done?! " Reema shouted as King Licrun sat on his throne.

"I did what should be done, that should teach him some lessons" King Licrun murmured

"And you!" He pointed. " Reema, I've told you to never dance with any dragon"

"But he is not a dragon!, he's a wizard. He even gave his one eye to me!, no dragon can do what he did" Reema squeezed her knuckles as she steps back and forth.

"That is even more ridiculous!, dragons should never touch humans" the King said very firmly.

"Why? Because we're different?" Reema scoofed and let out a bitter laugh.

The King placed his palms on his head, massaging it in circles. He breathe slowly and said, "Please, go back to your room, wait there until I call for you"

"No! " Reema screamed and turned back, running away from her father. She ran until she got out the throne room.

"Guards! Get her" her father shouted, fast footsteps echoed inside the castle,along with the voices of the guards.

Reema just ran and ran, didn't even stopped to breath. She ran between the dark stone corridors of the castle, small amounts of light seeped from the high gaps on the ceiling.

She ran to the back of the castle where she can now see the exit, just a couple of doors away.

But a guard caught grip of her thin arm and pulled her quite harshly.

"Let go off me! " she demanded, wiggling herself free.

"I'm sorry princess" the guard said, he knodded to the others ,one of them held Reema's other arm, while the other two tailed behind.

The guards had to literally drag Reema to her Room located at the highest tower.

"Let go off me or suffer my wrath! " she threatened, her voice roaring, hitting every walls, along with her voice is a very unearthly screeching sound she made with her throat.

The guards gulped but didn't budged. They reached the room and one of them opened it. They softly lifted Reema to put her on the bed. Two of the Guards exited the room to guard outside, while the other two observed Reema from the inside.

Reema looked around her room for a way to escape but the guard are for more stronger than her, she knew that.

As the guards seemed to relax, Reema saw it as the chance to escape but failed as the guards both held her by the hands and threw her back to the bed.

"Fine! I get it! I can't leave. " Reema placed her palms on her face angrily and collapsed on her bed facefirst.

How would she escape now?, how would she help Lusty? The boy gave his own eye to her, and her family threw him on the dungeons.

"This is unfair" she frustratedly pointed at the guards. Her gaze jumped on thier uncomfortable faces. But she caught something else. A splash of gold shone at the corner of her eye. Yes, that's it! The harp!.

Reema gently slid down her bed ,not taking her eye off the guards. She sat on the bench in front of the harp and started playing it, feeling every string vibrate with the slightest touch.

Over the years she had spent on her harp, she had composed a song that could make someone asleep, she was confident it would work. It had worked multiple times to Eileen. Her voice filled the room, smooth as a pearl's surface, soft as the clouds of summer. Even she herself, was getting sleepy hearing her own voice vibrating on her ears.

The guards fell down the smoothed stone floor. Reema immediatly stood up and stared for the door. Careful not to step on the sleeping guards. The guards outside slumped on the wall. Disabled by thier forced slumber.

Reema sneaked down the winding staircase that leads to the grand floor. No-one was around, she breathed relaxed, though her steps were quick. She doesn't know where Lusty is ,but she is sure she's taking the right way.

She reached the kitchens where she never reached before, all kinds of utensils hanged on the walls-gold, silver, Clay ,wood, and even shells.

At the darkest depths of the colossal kitchen was a small door ,too small an average man has to lower his head to get through.

She pushed herself in. Darkness wrapped her sight, she walked slowly as her eyes started to get used to the dark. Even in total blackness, she had this strange feeling that she was taking the right way.

"Lusty?, lusty! " she called out.

Small flames busted out the walls, casting small amounts of light on the dark, rough and moldy surface of the dungeon.

There was a small grunt and Reema was sure it was Lusty.

"Lusty! Are you alright" she pushed her hands trough the metal bars to cup Lusty's cheek.

"Yeah… Yeah I'm alright " He grunted.

Light flashed on his face, Reema let out an audible gasp. Lusty's lip was bleeding. A small wound was swollen above his right brow.

Reema reached for his hands and cupped it on hers. She started singing, her voice was higher than any cloud could reach. It is so pleasing to hear but feels ironically agonizing.

Lusty screamed as his wounds begun to close up in a more painful way than he had gained it.

"I-i'm sorry" Reema whispered ,now reaching for his cheek . Lusty began to recover his strength, he pushed himself up with trembling arms.

Reema found a large lock that sealed Lusty's cell. She stood back and closed her eyes.

A sound of cracking bones filled the dark dungeon. Reema's body enlarged, her limbs snapped backwards, claws growing from her fingertips, in just a matter of seconds Reema had turned into a dragon, a majestic beast covered in white prestine scales. A mane of white silvery hair that seemed like molten moonlight. Her eyes glowed purple against the dark soroundings.

Reema swatted the lock with her spiky tail. The lock budged and the cell opened.

"Wow" Lusty muttered.

Reema remorphed into herself just as fast as she turned into a dragon. Reema grabbed his hand and pulled him out the dungeon.

"You'll be free soon, just a little bit further, I'll get you out of here"

"My wand! I need my wand" lusty stopped .

"It's on father's altar" she said.

Reema and Lusty ran towards the throne room. There, at the altar made of gold was Lusty's rucksack and wand.

"Go, before someone could see us" Reema said, looking around. Her silvery hair swaying as she turns her head around.

Lusty, slowly stepped towards the altar. He snatched his wand, tightly gripping it in his palm.

"Reema! What have you done?! Why are you helping that creature?" King Licrun roared, his eyes pulsing, as he ,some of his sons,and some guards approach the throne room.

"Run Lusty" Reema said through her shoulder. Lusty grabbed his rucksack and rummaged in it quite panicky.

Lusty pulled out a handful of bluish ash and incircled himself with it.

The dragon guards charged into lusty's direction ,their weapons raised in the air.

Reema morphed into a dragon and blocked them. Lusty pulled out a couple of smooth red stones with shaking hands. He started smashing it, weak cinders ignited from it. The cinders reached the circle of ash, blue flame swallowed him as the floor he is standing started to melt.

He saw King licrun himself turned into a dragon and charged Reema taking her down. He banged her into the wall and Reema fell unconscious.

Lusty's chest crumpled ,his lungs were burning. His bones were folded over and over , he coughed to ease his feeling. There was the sensation of falling down. The world around him melted. His head spun faster and faster, until he fell on solid ground. He gulped for air, squeezing his feet, it hurts as if he fell from somewhere high.