Dragon’s Empire – 3. Countess and Dragon. Natalie Yacobson

help her to return to the castle, then tomorrow we can put a visit to her, have a heart-to-hear talk with her. What would you do not decide, I will accept your side… so, from a sense of duty.»

      «The countess!» I repeated tiredly, I threw the curls from the forehead, they were still wet from rain and snow. What did I do with the countess? I left her in some cave, alone with those who settled there before me.

      «Edwin, are you not well?» In the voice of Vincent, for the first time, flashed a concern. «But it is impossible? Truth? You are the same as me, eternal and inviolable for death and ailments?»

      «Sit here, I’ll come back soon,» I said strictly.

      «Where are you going?» Vincent muttered displeased and suspiciously.

      «Search misfortunes to my head,» I recalled with a gloomy humor. It was impossible to answer that I was heading to the cave, check whether the countess was still alive or no longer. Already at the very entrance to the cave, I ordered its inhabitant to behave quietly and calmly stepped in the darkness, which was illuminated by radiance of precious stones. Francesca has already woke up and tried in vain to free up her wrist. In vain attempts have not led to anything, except that the countess accidentally noticed the bronze scales of who settled here before me, and was afraid of him.

      «You can never wake a sleeping predator, otherwise, when you awaken, his anger will certainly fall on you,» I said. The sounds of my voice hit the walls of the cave, but the echo did not follow them, only the oppressive dead silence.

      Francesca turned out so abruptly that the chained wrist jumped involuntarily, and the shackle cut the skin to the blood.

      «It is you again!» She just exhaled, either with hatred, or with a contempt, and maybe just with reproach.» I tried to turn away not to see the pale face of Francesca. From the smell of her blood began to torment me. The nails on the hand came up and stretched out, and I hid the hand behind my back. There is no need once again to watch the glitter of gold claws, it is too dazzling even for my own eyes. The flakes on golden claw caused inconvenience, this armor appeared on the wrist only in the case when I don’t avoid killing, but there was no one in the cave except for the countess and a huge reptile. For some incomprehensible reason, I didn’t want longer to kill Francesca, because she was still so young and beautiful.

      «If I let you go, do you promise to forget about my existence?»

      «Forget?» Francesca stumbled as if the phosphoric light came from my skin blinded her eyes.

      «Yes, forget,» I immediately picked up the initiative. «Do not remember more about the picture, about the trip to the castle and even about the estate of Caryatid, I still will not be there soon. I will disappear from someone’s life, as I did it more than once and no longer appear.»

      «Of course, you will no longer appear there,» she nodded with an unscrupulous arrogance. «With my silence, you are guaranteed the empty place of the king’s hear.»

      It was worth me a lot of work to restrain and not hit her. Francesca sadly laughed.

      «Why do you need to sit in the province, near the villages? You would be able to become a pet even by a more powerful king.

      «Keep silence!» I ordered strictly.

      «Why have I to keep silence? Nobody hears us. There are no royal spies here. And even if there would be someone and conveyed the king about you? It is no use. The monarch wanted to see in you his son and his friend. It would be better if he chose someone from his courtiers to this role, and not a killer and arsonist.»

      Without restraining, I threw my hand from behind my back and cut with the claws the shoulder of France. The look of deformed hand shook her before she managed to scream from pain. The necklace was broken, the pearls rolled along the bottom of the cave, the laces were broken, and long red scars from claws stretched on the shoulder. Previously, the executioners branded only fallen women, and I myself, not wanting, stamped the countess. Now these scars will always remind her of what the strength she awakened, touching the portrait.

      I cut the chain. Francesca, did not hold on her legs and fell. She tried to push off her palms from the bottom of the cave and climb, but confused in long skirts. The hair fell on her forehead and when she took them into her hand, she saw that I brought a claw for another blow, but this hit did not come over her. The countess screamed and tried to crawl from the a huge ugly snake with fragile dragon wings and a poisonous saliva, fluttered along with blood of dissected throat. Her ankle stuck between the broken and sharp growths of stalagmites, so it could not be released. I had to throw off the shoe and it probably remained forever to lie among the flickering stones and minerals. I did not doubt that now the countess will be go out from the cave and will find the road herself, but still on the way back, knocking at her fortress, I ordered the servants to take the crew and go to meet the countess. Nobody dreamed me to object, my statement was too convinced that her lordship had changed her mind to sail over the see.

      Returning home, I found Vincent there. It was clear that he had already found out everything and believed that I behaved me mean, even worse than he himself.

      «Go drink something and don’t look at me as if I am a complete villain,» I warned. «You also did not always follow the conscience.»

      «Do you mean a granted village?» He immediately became red, quite, as a schoolboy who was guilty. Only he was not ashamed at all, and just afraid of punishment and regretted that he was so quickly caught.

      «Was it noble?»

      «At least you had the opportunity to fly,» he grunted softly, but I appreciated the justice of comments. If I myself had now decided to attack, then Vincent could not fly or hide or even defend.

      «Immediately it is clear that the angry crowd did not attack you.»

      «You’re wrong,» Vincent objected, but it was useless to ask him about the troubles of the past, he would still not tell anything. Even now he fell into the sullen, almost partisan silence, fearing unwanted questions.

      «Well, if you were the same, it means that we are comrade in misfortune. You can go, console your countess. She now needs only the presence of a poet or a confessor. For whom do you give yourself this time? Maybe even she will confess your doubts to you. And then you will tell me what it is to confess noble ladies,» I pulled my hands to warm them up above the fireplace. I was glad that the hand became beautiful and smooth again. There were no reminders of the scandal and murder that happened in the cave. I violated the law of secret society for the second time, but did not feel guilt. After all, this slippery snake almost attacked me myself, not to mention the frightened Francesca. In addition, I knew that the Camille would not decide again to invade the residence of fairies and to demand justice in all his voice.

      «Okay, I will visit all our neighbors to recognize the news?» said Vincent. «By the way, do you not allow me to borrow one of those beautiful hats that are folded in the dressing room. You still got used to walking with a uncoated head, and I don’t like cold.»

      «Soon you will begin to claim my castle,» I said as a joke.

      «In no case. I hate winter and frost. There is an eternal winter around the castle, it is better to enjoy such a luxury for yourself,» Vincent seriously objected and at the end of the gloomy tirade received the long-awaited permission to choose in the dressing room what he likes.

      Before leaving, he was delayed to report:

      «All the same, this beauty is too stupid and unbalanced, even if she tried to enlighten someone about our problems, then her statement would be accepted for a book story which she herself had invented.

      He marked simply all experienced by us with an expression «problems» – only Vincent was capable of such optimism. He corrected in front of a mirror a hat with magnificent feathers, playfully spent his fingers on plume of the hat and bowed politely, just as after our first conversation in the tower, from