The Sacrifice
Cassandra was waiting for that Banquet to come to an end, caressing Kraiâs head. The Dragon had
decided to take a nap while curled around his masterâs throne, and his hot breath was warming up
Cassandraâs legs.
The Emperor was still discussing the New Year Celebrations, but Cassandra didnât listen to it much.
Instead, her eyes were staring right at the woman, the one who had put a snake in her bedroom. She
had noticed how that concubine was avoiding looking their way. Actually, that womanâs eyes only went
from her Prince, Varhen, to the floor or her fidgety hands. She knewâ¦
The more she thought about it, the more disgusted Cassandra was. That woman had put a snake in
her bedroom, and hadnât cared for what would happen from that. She obviously didnât know much
about the snakeâs species, or its venom. Yet, she had put Cassandra and her child at risk.
Kairen too was glaring at that womanâs way, making her absolutely terrified. Cassandra could see her
lips trembling and her eyes on the verge of tears from where she stood. It became worse when Krai
started growling, too. Despite his resting posture and Cassandraâs caresses, the Black Dragon didnât
look calm at all, and his ruby eyes were glowing.
It hard started slowly, but has the glares were longer and longer on the concubine, the dragonâs growl
increased along, to the point no one could pretend to ignore it anymore.
âSon, what is wrong with you today?â Frowned the Emperor. âYour Dragon is deafening us!â
âMaybe he is unhappy with snakes attempting to hurt is progeny,â coldly replied Kairen.
âHisâ¦â
A cold silence spread in the room, as most people paled. The Emperor stood up and threw his cup on
the floor.
âWho dares! Who dares to meddle with the Imperial children! In my Palace!â
The young concubine was still looking down, on the verge of tears, shivering like crazy. Even her
Prince didnât spare her a glance, looking completely unaffected. Either he didnât know or was really
good at acting ignorant, Cassandra couldnât say.
As absolutely everyone in the Hall remained silent despite the Emperorâs anger, Shareen smirked.
âLeave it be, Father. Or do you think my brother wonât punish those people accordingly? Who would
attempt at the War Godâs childâs life and make it out alive?â
âKairen!â Yelled the Emperor. âIf you want to settle this alone, make it quick! I wonât allow those snakes
in the Imperial Palace!â
âDonât worry, Father,â hissed Kairen. âIâll take care of the vermin as quickly and painfully as I canâ¦â
The concubine was wailing silently, her eyes desperately stuck on the ground, but no one around her
spared her a glance. She kept trying to get Varhenâs attention, but the Prince resolutely ignored her.
As it seemed she couldnât stand more, she suddenly stood up, trying to leave. Despite her attempt at
slipping out discreetly, it was impossible not to notice someone leaving the room when no one else but
the performers were moving
Shareen reacted first, her whiplashing the air and the floor in acute sounds. It made everyone stop
moving, and the Concubine froze. Everyone turned their eyes at her, as she seemed unsure what to
do, standing there with shaking limbs.
Gently, Cassandra felt Kairen switch position with her. She was now sitting by herself on his throne,
while the War God stand un and ent down the stairs, walking to that woman. Everyone around held
their breaths. Despite the
four Dragons present, the most terrifying being in the room was human, and walk as silently and
inevitably as death towards that woman. She gasped, taking one step back, her eyes expressing pure
terror.
âI⦠I didnât⦠I just⦠The snake⦠was⦠notâ¦â
She couldnât even breathe enough to talk. Even Cassandraâs heartbeat was going crazy just from
watching the scene, her hands on the throneâs arms. In front of her, Krai was growling even fiercer,
arching his back and showing of his fangs, his tail violently swinging in the air. He wasnât getting away
from her, however, as if there was some invisible leash between him and the throne or Cassandra.
The third prince, however, was walking to the woman at a stable, scary pace. The woman was the very
face of terror itself. She couldnât even cry or beg properly. Yet, when he suddenly arrived a couple of
steps from her, she gasped again, crying ugly.
âWas it you?â
His question was only three words, yet it felt like a death sentence. The entire audience thought that
woman could lie. She could deny it, pretend she had nothing to do with it. But with her trembling lips,
she only glanced once in Vrehanâs direction. He wasnât even looking at her. The utter pain that
appeared on her face was heart wrenching.
After a long, painful silence, she slowly nodded.
Whatever she was about to say, the Prince wouldnât hear it. He grabbed her and, without an ounce of
compassion, dragged her across the hall. The womanâs cries and plea were unbearable.
âPlease! Please! No! I didnât mean to kill her! I didnât! I was justâ¦! Donât kill me, please! Please! I beg
you! Your Highness! Save me! Please! I didnât know! I was just jealous! Please! Help me!â
Cassandra did her best not to react, but it was heard. That woman was begging both Kairen and
Vrehan to spare her, but neither listened. No matter how much she screamed, no one intervened as
she was dragged to the black dragon, waiting for his prey with a terrible growl. As soon as she was
within reach, and without an order from his master, Krai jumped on the woman, killing her in a matter of
seconds. The violent scene excited the other dragons, who all seemed to want be part of it, growling
and opening their maws.
As Kairen reunited with her, Cassandra tried to calm down. No matter how that woman had targeted
her, she would never feel content over someoneâs death. Especially since it felt like that woman had
been abandoned by allâ¦
The cold in her heart was warmed up as soon as Kairen pulled her in his arms, again.
âWhat aâ¦â Said the Emperor, astonished. âVrehan! Wonât you watch your women better!â
The second prince immediately looked irritated. Cassandra couldnât help but feel he deserved that
much. How could he act like it was unrelated to him? He clicked his tongue.
âMaybe my brother should keep his woman better, as well, Father. If she stirs up jealousy around
herâ¦â
âDidnât you forbid killing during dinner, father!â Claimed Phetra right after him. âHow is it fine to let a
Dragon kill someone now?â
The Emperor looked angry and about to shout back, but Shareen was faster.
âRejoice, sister. Didnât you ask for a sacrifice a few days ago? Donât hesitate, if you or brother Verhan
have more candidates. My brotherâs dragon is always hungry for deceitful snakesâ¦â
Phetra looked as if Shareenâs words had bitten her.
All four dragons were still growling, but the most furious ones were Krai and the Second Princeâs red
dragon,
Vhan. They kept growling at each other as if they were about to fight, and their masters were glaring at
one another the exact same way.
âEnough, all of you!â Stormed the Emperor. âNo more fighting and arguing and killing, I have enough!â
Cassandra noted that despite his words, the Emperorâs words were mostly said to Verhan and his
sister, and he barely looked Kairenâs way. She turned to him, whispering.
âWhy didnât you kill her yourself?â Cassandra asked.
âThe smell of blood makes you sick,â he simply replied.
Cassandra would have found it funny, in other circumstances. Krai eating a human being wasnât a
much better sight⦠But indeed, it was a quick job done. There wasnât any trace left of the poor woman.
After what had happened, everyone else was only hoping no one felt murderous anymore, and the
conversations were changed to the upcoming Celebrations. Neither Cassandra or Kairen had much
interest in those. Phetra and Vrehan remained silent throughout too, though that didnât stop their
murderous glares.
Cassandra ignored them, focusing on her dinner, and chatting with Shareen. Kairen, as usual, didnât
talk much, but he was holding her by the waist all this time and caressing her skin, reminding her of his
presence every second.
âCan you really make Valeria talk?â she whispered.
Shareen frowned, looking at her younger half-sister, hiding behind Phetra.
âI can. If Phetra lets her live until she gets in my hands, that is⦠Iâll get her right after the Banquet, she
wonât be able to leave. And she is already terrified after brotherâs little show anyway. Iâll just drag her to
my apartments until that little swine speaks. On a side note, do you think you can learn more about the
abortion potion?â
âIâll study it,â said Cassandra. âThe bottle and content can give some information about whoever made
it⦠Moreover, that will be another occasion to look for my sister.â
âHow so?â
âIf it was me⦠If I had a hefty sum of money, my freedom and no more people to work for, I would have
tried to set up a way to collect more money. Missandra probably opened some sort of business
somewhere. If she did, it has to be with something she knew well, and the only thing I can think of his
our knowledge in herbs and plants.â
âShe could have learned something else in the meantime,â argued Shareen. âOr she could work for any
shop.â
Cassandra chuckled.
âMaybe, but I donât see my sister taking any orders if she had a choice to. You heard it too, she is as
proud as ever. If she acquired as much as that bandit said, and I would bet she saved some by herself
too, she would rather remain independent. I am not too confident about the business, but medicine in
the Dragon Empire is a lucrative business. With her knowledge, she could work it out.â
âBut you said she was only seven when she was soldâ¦â
Cassandra looked around, a bit worried about talking of her childhood in the presence of those people,
but with the performersâ music and chatter, no one could hear them whisper.
âThe Rain Tribe children learn about plants and herbs before we even learn how to write. It is
considered the most basic and necessary knowledge. Missandra and I used to follow our mother
everywhere, and she was the tribeâs doctor. We were the most knowledgeableâ¦â
While she talked, both Shareen and Kairen had the same odd feeling. They often forgot that Cassandra
had been born and raised in another country, another culture. Her white skin should have been a
constant reminder, yet she
acted so discreet and quiet most of the time, her past was rarely brought up.
âFine,â said Shareen. âI guess youâll have to look into the herbs businessesâ¦â
âYou want to go out again?â Asked the Prince with an unhappy frown.
Cassandra smiled to him and gently kissed him.
âIâll be careful again, I promise. With Shareen and Krai, too.â The Dragon immediately raised his head,
putting his hot snout against Cassandraâs tight.
âIâm curious to meet that mischievous sister of yours,â admitted Shareen. âI do have a thing for
troublemakersâ¦â