꧁༺࿅ིཽ• –– •❈• –– •࿅ིཽ༻꧂
"And now you know," my father concluded his story, his gaze downcast. It was as if he was trying to avoid my eyes out of shame and regret.
If anything, my love for my parents was reaffirmed because they had done everything to make sure I would survive. To them, it wasn't dragons and humans, it was just a child that needed a loving family.
I couldn't help but feel disheartened to hear that the villagers' hatred for the dragons, for me, ran so deep. I looked down at my beaten-up legs, a twinge of anger flashing through me. It didn't feel fair. Why did it have to be me? Why did it have to happen at all? Why couldn't I have been a normal human? Or raised in the mainlands like the other dragons?
I always knew that I wasn't like the others, I just didn't want to believe that a fraction of it could be true. I took a few awkward steps back away from them all and quietly said, "I need a few minutes. If you'll please excuse me."
My father's head darted up, his eyes urging me to stay, but he knew that I needed the time to myself. "Mingxia..." he started, his pained expression was like another cut in my heart.
My mother held her arms out to stop me, but my father held her back, shaking his head.
"I just need a few minutes..." I repeated in a whisper once again. I headed for the door and felt the Crown Prince's gentle caress in my mind.
Not now. Please just leave me be, I replied firmly.
I felt him stiffen as though he was next to me, but didn't change my course of action. He retreated out of my mind, leaving a resounding feeling of emptiness. For a brief moment, I regretted shutting him out but I needed the time to process everything. I headed out the door, gripping my cane so tightly in my hand, I was concerned it may splinter into several pieces.
I paid no attention to the guards that lurked outside of our home, my thoughts swimming in a river of chaos. I don't know what's more overwhelming, the fact that I'm the last Celestial dragon or that Crown Prince Liwei is my mate. A part of me wanted to wake up from this convoluted reality. I knew that I would have to leave my home since the discovery of my position, but I wasn't ready to accept it.
There was a crowd of people standing up the road, causing an uproar. My brow furrowed in confusion and I squinted to try to see what was going on. I headed towards the group, unable to see from my current spot. When I got closer, I saw Xieren on her knees, crying. Some were trying to console her whereas others were whispering amongst themselves in fear.
I eventually caught the attention of one of the villagers as they called out to me rather rudely, "Oy, Shen Mingxia! Look at the mess you've caused! First, you scarred Zi Xieren's face all those years ago and now Kang Wu is being taken to Xesal. Why don't you just leave with those beasts?"
My eyes widened in surprise and I asked, "Why is he being taken to Xesal?" I had the suspicion that his current position had to do with my father's story, but I felt like I needed the confirmation.
"Don't pretend to be ignorant. You reported him to the Emperor and got him a sentence worse than death! Do you know what Xesal is like to humans?" The man retorted.
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A Celestial Requiem (Book 1, The Secrets of Tarot series) ✔Fantasy
A crippled herbalist-in-training and the Crown Prince of Wuzhen meet in the human village of Shangzihua and try to understand their new bond, as the dark prophecy of the Last Celestial and the Tarot begin to unfold. ...