Chapter 118: Chapter 96

Peter

 

He woke up early. The ground was too hard for him. Carefully, he sat up so as not to wake Marko, who was lying next to him. Finn used his friend as a pillow. His sister lay cuddled up between Leopold and Josefine, who clung to Julia whimpering in her sleep. Julia also seemed to sleep badly. Every now and then she flinched. Did she have a nightmare? Hanno and Flora slept a little closer to the fire, which was now only glowing slightly. Peter rubbed his eyes tiredly. He couldn't find the other dragon anywhere among all the sleeping people.

Peter stood up lazily. All his limbs hurt from spending the night on the forest floor. Quietly he walked among all the sleeping people and looked for Fiete. He found him a little away from the group by a stream. Or rather, in the stream. Fiete stood naked in the low water and washed himself. His hair stuck damply to his skin. He turned his back on Peter. With curious eyes, he looked over his shoulder at Peter. "Will you keep me company? But I'm afraid the water might be a little too cold for you..."

Peter blinked. "Sorry. I didn't want to disturb you."

"You don't. How can I help you?" Amused, the dragon turned to him and Peter got the full view of his naked front.

"By putting something on?"

Fiete brushed his wet hair out of her face. "Or you get into the water."

"Didn't you say it was too cold?"

"That's what I said!" Fiete finally came out of the water, but the situation did not improve. He was still not wearing clothes. "So... What is it about?"

"Where are your clothes?" Peter couldn't help but stare at him. Nowhere was the dragon's clothing. Was it really dragon magic?

"Magic." Fiete sat down on a tree trunk. Faster than Peter's eyes could regress what happened, the dragon wore clothes. "Very convenient. I just adapt to the requirements."

"The requirements?" Peter sat down next to him skeptically and looked at the clothes suspiciously. "Does that mean you're not wearing anything, strictly speaking? Does it just look like this? And your eyes? Can you also customize them, or do they always stay that way... How? I think I saw human eyes at first..."

"As far as clothing is concerned, yes. Exactly! And the eyes... Who knows what we are, always see our true eyes. Those who do not know see an illusion. How Hanno recognized me, I don't know exactly... Probably because I look like my sister, probably also in human form. At least that's what everyone always said... But you didn't want to ask me that, did you? Is it about the bond?"

Peter nodded.

"That's what I thought." Fiete lifted some leaves from the ground, something small then scurried under the tree trunk, and nervously tore apart the damp leaves. "It was the only way to save you. Your sister has tried first, but she is still too weak for an injury like the one you suffered. But you don't have to worry about the bond."

"I don’t have to? How so?" Peter snorted. "For you dragons, it means a wedding! What about you? You sacrificed this opportunity for me! And I never wanted to get married."

"But live, right?" Fiete gave him a friendly push. "For us, it doesn't have to mean more than sharing my life. Nothing more."

"Is that okay? For you?"

"Yes. I had to save you. Believe me. I couldn't let you die."

"Why?"

"For various reasons, Peter." Fiete got up from the tree trunk and hold out his hand to him. Still somewhat skeptical, Peter let himself be helped.

"Your life... So now I live as long as you?"

"Exactly."

"But I can't use your magic?" Peter liked the idea, but it also sounded extremely absurd.  I can live forever?

"No. You are still human. You can't use my magic. But we white dragons are loyal. We stand by those who belong to us. Peter? I belong to you now. And thus also to your sister. In a way... I don't think it bothers her. After all, she has already adopted Josefine as a sister..." The dragon laughed softly. "I am where I belong. So yes, it's fine for me. But we don't have to share a house. We don't have to live in a village. Not if you don't want to."

"Thank you. That you saved my life." Peter ruffled his own hair. "But I still have to get used to this non-marriage!"

"That's fair."

Peter grinned. "I'm afraid Julia is rehearsing a bigger uprising if we try to separate her from your niece... She adores Josefine. You two better stay with us."

"Thank you."

Together they went back to the group, among which the first had woken up in the meantime.

 

Torsten

 

Annemarie slept in his arms. Tired and exhausted, he stroked her hair. She sighed in her sleep. If this was what his life looked like from now on, then he was the happiest person on earth.

It had been exciting. New and different.

Annemarie had not exaggerated. He liked it. All of it.

Good...  Less to get bitten.

But he hadn't told her yet about the possibility that her brother was planning to steal the throne. Was stealing the right word?

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An assassination attempt on the queen and the king. Was Marlon planning this? Was he smart enough for that? Torsten kissed his wife's hair. You will be queen, my heart.

 

Marko

 

Marko had turned back into a human being. Several elves protested and forced him to wrap himself in a blanket.

"Nobody wants to see your naked butt, Marko!", Peter said laughing. "I've seen enough naked people today!" Laughing, he handed him a blanket, which Marko wrapped around his waist in annoyance. Among wolves, it was normal for someone to walk naked through the village. Woman or man. It was part of being a wolf. No one was bothered. But here? Far from his pack? Drama! Oh no. A naked man!

Finn had gotten red as always. Marko enjoyed this sight. Finn was so cute when he blushed.

"Enough naked people?", asked Julia, looking from Peter to Fiete, who was grinning broadly.

"Yes. Enough! And I was not naked! I would like to emphasize this! I, even if I always look awesome, because I am a true God, like to do without a cold!" Peter stuck out his tongue at Fiete, who returned the gesture in amusement.

"Dragons don't get a cold!", he said.

Peter just rolled his eyes.

"A true God?" Finn looked at the prince and sniffed. "No. Clearly a human being. You smell like a human. Not like a god."

"And you know what gods smell like?" Peter wrinkled his nose.

"No." Finn became even redder.

So pretty. I want to kiss him!

"Well, then!" Peter clapped his hands. "Then you can't judge that, child!"

Josefine stretched lazily and hugged her uncle, who immediately wrapped his arms around her. "I bathed in the stream. Nothing more", he explained. "Peter saw me."

Julia yawned tired and then shook Leo, who was humming disgruntled in his sleep.

Marko ignored the two sleepy heads. "A stream?" He sniffed the air. In fact, he could smell fresh water. "Come on Finn. We're going to the creek!"

"To the creek?" Finn looked at him skeptically. "I don't know."

"I'll take care of you. Come!" Marko winked at him and finally, Finn stood up.

"Don't catch a cold!", murmured Peter.

"Oh!" Marko grinned. "Wolves don't catch a cold so quickly either!"

Without waiting for the prince's reaction, he and Finn went to the creek. The ground was uneven, as everywhere. Marko made sure that Finn did not stumble and reached their destination safely. A narrow stream flowed through the forest. The water was clear and glittering in the light of the morning sun, and the trees reflected in it. They sat down at the edge of the stream and put their feet in the water. Marko washed his face. The water was refreshing.

"Marco?"

"Yes?" He looked at the younger wolf. Finn looked restlessly at the stream.

"I've been never... So close to a body of water. Even if it's just a small stream. Do you think we will see a lot of the world?"

"I don't know. This is at least an adventure. Although not a particularly pleasing one."

"That's right." Finn held his hands in the stream. "It's so peaceful. As if that had never happened yesterday. But it happened. They are all gone. And Peter was almost gone."

"He was saved. And we are still here. Now we just have to find a new home. Do you want to go back to the others?"

Finn nodded. Marko helped him get up and the two made their way back. But after a few steps, Finn leaned against one of the trees. "Sorry. Walking on this ground is exhausting..." Finn sighed. "I'm not used to that."

He looked at Marko and their eyes met. Finn fell silent and looked at him with wide eyes. Marko smiled. "May I?"

„What?“

"That!" And he kissed him.

Finn wrapped his arms around Marko and sighed softly, while Marko proceeded to kiss Finn's cheeks as well. But then he smelled something. Irritated, he looked up and turned around. "Do you smell that too?"

"Yes. Wolves. Wolves like us. Two." Finns looked past Marko. "They're not far away."

"Let's tell the others. Come!" Marko gave Finn another fleeting kiss, then helped him back to the group.

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