Opening her eyes, Nogard rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling. Lately she had been having nightares. She was imprisioned against her will. The person who had her holed up had stolen her heart a few weeks ago and was now planning to use her to bring forth a hatchling that they planned to transfer their mind and soul into.
"Lady Nogard, are ye awake yet?" one of her servants asked nervously.
"Yeah yeah," Nogard said, swinging out of bed and pulling on a blue oriental robe and slipping into her seal slippers. Running her hands through her hair, Nogard suddenly wondered how that b***h twin of hers, Dragon, was doing. "The hell am I worried about her for?" she muttered.
"Your excellency," the servant said, snapping to attention when Nogard neared him. "We have captured a spy."
"Why didn't you kill them?" Nogard asked, her anger flaring.
Cowering, the servant said, "B-because you ordered that she not be harmed should we capture her!"
"I did?" Nogard asked, racking her brain trying to figure out who she gave orders to keep alive. "Take me to her."
Following the servant, Nogard began to remember the severe stomach ache she had the day before yesterday--which caused her to think about Dragon.
Is that b***h, my dreams, and the stomachache tied together some how? Impossible!As she passed from one of the many halls in her castle to the courtyard, Nogard heard the voice before seeing the owner.
"That is an unusually cute look for you."
Instantly spotting Larkin because of the absurd red scarf her great grandniece wore, Nogard grabbed a sword from one of her many knights and held the point at Larkins throat. "You're too damn smart to walk in here unarmed. The hell are you up to?"
"You and I have some things to talk about,
Aunt," Larkin said coolly.
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