What Your Love Felt Like: The Dragon Saga

I wore my black hoodie. My favorite one.

But I didn't wear it because it was my favorite. I wore it along with a black cap, black face mask and black sunglasses. It was to make sure that I was totally unidentifiable.

Had this been just a few months ago, I would have rolled over laughing over my deeds.

I was walking on tiptoes, in the middle of the night, with a dagger in my hand. But this was not the weirdest part.

I was headed to a much weirder place. I was headed to the one famous psychic in our town. Widely known as Mystic Joe.

No need to judge me. Who in their right senses, goes to those fraudsters for a solution. That had been my attitude too. But I needed to save a dying Dragon, so I was not left with many options. The stairs that lead me to the room were lit with tiny neon lights. It made me cringe more.

"Come in! "

a voice called just before I was about to knock.

I pushed the door. The inside of the room was filled with scented smoke.

I closed my eyes and immediately took a step back. The smoke was burning my eyes.

"Oh! sorry about that. Please come inside. It was my mistake."

The room was crystal clear the next moment I opened my eyes after hearing his apology.

Magic! Duh!

Probably some cheap trick. But he was at present my only hope in this human world. I was at least hoping for some answers to proceed or build on.

"Please sit down Lady Liana!"

The way he addressed me was weird as well.

"Do you know what this is!"

I went straight to the point. I dumped the Dagger on his table.

If he was able to identify it he would be of help. Otherwise I was out of the place.

He stared at it. Then looked back at me.

"How did you get your hands on it? It had been sealed away a very long, long time ago. It is highly toxic. Not for us. We are the only creatures able to handle it. "

I was holding my breath. Anticipating. Then finally heaved a sigh of relief.

His words did imply he was knowledgeable. And I could rely on him for advice. He was not a total quack.

"How can somebody who has been stabbed by this be treated?"

another to the point enquiry.

His eyes shot up at my question.

"There is someone hurt by this? Where?"

He literally stood up and started looking. Here and there. As if I had brought the patient along but he was hiding.

"Ummm, he isn't here. He is locked up... Umm, at the police station! "

"WHAT! Since when did they start arresting Dragons! "

He knew about them. Fantastic.And his facial expressions implied he was in awe with them.

"It's a bit complicated. My mother got him arrested because she has a grudge against me. And he could not fight them off because his powers have weakened after being stabbed by this dagger! " I hoped I was not giving away too much information.

Draco would kill me the moment he got out, if that was to be the case.

"Really! "

he shook me with sparkling, excited, puppy eyes.

"Are you telling me the truth. There is a Dragon locked up in my town?

I had been telling them always. But nobody believed me. I told them about their world beyond ours. They called me a fraudster.

But never mind. Where is this Dragon? I must see him. "

"Umm, I can arrange that. But he really has a bad temper. If I go back again without being able to arrange a bail process..."

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"What did they lock him up for? I mean his charges?"

"Umm, there are a few but they wouldn't let him go because of his identity crisis. He naturally has no documentation and that is what he are pinning him with." He nodded.

"That can be fixed. But it's a little expensive."

"Money is not a problem here. Tell me the solution."

"In that case, do you have his photograph? "

I unlocked the gallery and started scrolling through it fast.

Luck was on my side.

"Here! will this do?"

"Ummm," he stared hard at the angle.

"It's difficult but I will make it happen. You wait here. I will need to make some phone calls."

I sat, dangling my feet on one of the high chairs that were stacked at the corner.

He was probably gone for more than three hours.

I had fallen asleep at the desk. Woken up. Drank the leftover juice on his table and then went back to sleep again.

"Lady Liana!"

His happy, excited voice startled me from my dream.

"yeah!"

I stretched and yawned.

"Here! How does it look?"

He showed me an identity card.

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He looked like a Greek God. Flawless.

The name read Drake Drakon.

What the heck.

"Why did you change his name? His name is Draco!"

He looked at me with surprise.

"Dragons have names as well? "

Then he looked me up and down.

"What is your relationship with this creature anyway? Are you a pet? A slave? And he is your master?"

I felt like slapping across his face. But gulped the angle down.

"Relax... Liana relaxes. He might know about the antidote for Draco's pain. There is no point in killing him. Not yet!"

I literally vowed to wack his tongue out of its socket and push it inside his pocket.

But I smiled.

"Something like that. Or maybe something different.

Now let me first clarify, we would not get into trouble for forging this. Right?"

I indicated the identity card.

"No chance at all. It's done from the best in this trade.

Let's go save a dragon girl.

My life is complete today.

I would not mind if the earth swallowed me after that Or the sky drank me up! "

I cringed again and stepped out.