Date: Wed, 5 Apr 2017 11:18:38 -0400
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: Dancing with the Dragon, Chapter 25: Lean Days End

This is a work of fiction, and contains scenes of explicit gay sex. Any
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Dancing with the Dragon: CH 25, Lean Days End, Copyright 2017 Tripp
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Dancing with the Dragon
Chapter 25: Lean Days End
by Tripp Savidge


Skye's hand slid along Braden's warm skin and found the full round flesh
of his pecs. His nipples already hard and swollen as Skye's fingers
teased them. Skye liked how they felt between his fingers, large and firm
- enough to grasp and milk. Even better was sucking them, almost like
miniature dicks, but he'd save that for later. He ran his tongue across
Braden's lips and savored the taste before he began to explore Braden's
mouth. They kissed passionately as Skye managed to remove Braden's jacket
and toss it aside.

Skye broke from the kiss and buried his face in Braden's neck. Braden
moaned softly and he could feel Braden's lust building, fueling his own
need. Oh God, what is wrong with me? Skye wondered as he pulled Braden
tighter against him. He could feel Braden's hard cock through his pants,
rubbing against his own.

**Garrett...** Skye reached out, pushing against Garrett's shielding.
Skye could feel and sense Garrett lowering the barrier before he heard
the response.

**I'm here baby. The session is about to begin so I'll need to go soon.**

**Garrett, something's wrong. I can't think straight. I need you... I
need you to fuck me now!**

**Fiske already messaged me that it came back. I am so sorry, I warned
you that the lust and need would come back hard. You can't fight it -
don't even try. Braden wants you Skye and Jos and Fiske are there, don't
feel guilty. Let them take care of you. Then try to get back to the
palace. I'll be home as soon as I can, but it will be a while, probably
close to dinner. I'm so very sorry baby - Serat's starting, I've got to
go.**

Fuck! This is so unfair! Of all times for Garrett to have to be out of
reach. Skye wasn't sure whether he wanted to scream or cry. He couldn't
remember ever feeling this much need. He wanted Garrett so badly, wanted
to devour his mate in passionate sex and never let go of him again.
Slowly Skye came back to the moment, his dragon pushing at him to finish
what he'd started with Braden. The dragon wanted to claim this man and
Skye could feel Braden's heat and need as he became aware of voices.

"-are you sure you're okay with this Braden? He's coming off almost a
full week of lean days. Once he starts..."

"It may be the only way he'll take me. No Fiske, I want this."

"Don't believe that for a second Braden. He wants you and if it doesn't
happen now, it will eventually. Trust me," Fiske said.

Skye wasn't about to let Braden out of his arms. He kissed up his neck
and captured the soft, full lips.

"Last chance Braden," Fiske said.

Skye let out a low grumbling growl as he slid his hands onto Braden's
ass. **Back off Fiske, he's mine,** Skye's dragon sent to Fiske with
clear warning. **But you might as well get naked because I want you
next.**

Skye had Braden's pants unfastened and his hands slid inside to take a
firm grip on the meaty ass, squeezing and pulling it tight against him as
he ground himself into Braden's willing body. He was so caught up in his
need he didn't see or notice Fiske gasp and drop to his knees before Jos
pulled him out of the room. Skye struggled wondering whether he or his
dragon was more in control. Part of him wanted to slow down, to think
about what he was doing, but as he felt Braden's flesh and picked up on
his thoughts, that restraining voice fell silent.

Skye ran his hands over Braden's body pulling and squeezing at his
swollen nipples as he lowered himself to his knees, kissing his way down
the pale smooth skin. Skye slid Braden's pants off his hips, allowing his
swollen member to spring free and slide directly into his mouth.

"Oh Father Dragon..." Braden moaned.

Skye pushed Braden's pants down over his thick calves and sucked on the
velvety cock, enjoying the sweet taste of Braden's pre-cum on his tongue.
"You taste good Braden."

"You don't have to do this sir..."

"Oh but I want you Braden. Is there something you'd rather have me do?"
Skye licked at the head of Braden's dick, swirling his tongue around the
sensitive head as he looked up into Braden's eyes. Skye had already
guessed what Braden was likely to want, given their first meeting and
Braden's leaked fantasy - but he wanted him to put it in his own words or
at least think it.

"I'd rather you fucked me. It's been so long."

"We can do both if you want..."

"No, I want you inside me. I love being fucked and you don't have to be
gentle either."

Skye kissed up Braden's body stopping at his nipple to tease it before
sucking it into his mouth. So satisfying to have something substantial
enough he could roll in his mouth and stroke with his tongue. He pulled
and nibbled gently with his teeth, eliciting more moans from his lover.
When the nipple was hard and leaking, Skye savored the taste and sucked
harder to get more of the sweet milk. He moved to the other tit and
repeated the attention while he gently stroked Braden's cock.

When Skye reached Braden's lips, the return kiss was passionate and
almost desperate. "Please sir, I want you."

Braden stripped off the rest of his clothing and moved to the floor,
positioning himself on his hands and knees. He looked over his shoulder
at Skye with pleading eyes.

Skye removed his own clothes and smiled as he picked up on Braden's
thoughts - or well, more his admiration. Skye felt a little rush at
knowing how attractive Braden found him and perhaps a little less guilty
as Braden stared at Skye's cock already contemplating what it would feel
like inside him.

Skye knelt behind Braden and pressed against his back letting his hands
reach under and roam over the warm, soft skin. He kissed and licked at
Braden's neck and then his shoulders, working his way down his back
before he reached the prominent curve of Braden's ass. Skye sat back and
admired the full round globes as he ran his hands over them, gently
pushing them aside so he could see the smooth crack and the tiny pink
rosebud. Braden definitely had the largest, fullest ass of any of Skye's
men.

Braden made a small moan, lifting his ass a little higher and pushing
back into Skye's hands.

Skye let out a low growl and licked down the crack before kissing and
nibbling at Braden's little star. He teased and stroked with his tongue
as Braden's moans grew louder and he ground himself into Skye's mouth.
His opening was so tender and sweet.

"You like that?" Skye licked over one of the full round cheeks and bit it
gently.

"Yes sir, please sir, you can fuck me now. You don't have to wait or be
gentle."

Skye's dragon purred in contentment - they already knew that. He could
feel Braden's need and given how his little dragon rosebud was already
slick and quivering. He didn't need to rely on reading Braden's mind.
Though it was somehow satisfying knowing that all Braden could form in
his head was the thought of Skye penetrating him and filling him with his
seed.

Skye tried to give Braden the best rimming he'd ever had, interspersing
it with licking and sucking on his balls. Skye pulled Braden's cock back
into his mouth and enjoyed the sweet taste of his pre-cum as he sucked
and teased before letting it slap back. The ball sack was smooth and
silky as he ran his tongue over it, gently prodding at one testicle, then
the other. He carefully sucked them into his mouth one at a time and
massaged them with his tongue. Skye gripped the cock again and pulled it
back to his mouth. It was such a turn on to know how much he was
affecting Braden. A steady stream was leaking from his slit and Skye
licked it up greedily before returning to the now dripping dragon hole.

Skye thought that having a self-lubricating fuck hole was a great genetic
adaptation and one that he could truly appreciate now that he had a
dragon form. The only down side was the merciless teasing he got from
Garrett. Garrett loved finding Skye's tight little hole, wet and ready
when they were intimate and usually made some comment like 'I think
someone really wants to be fucked.' Oh God Garrett, why couldn't you be
here with me? If it can't be just you, at least you could share. Skye
came back to the moment at the sound of Braden's pleas.

"Please Skye... if you don't want to fuck me then let one of your guards.
I need a dick... please..."

"Oh no Braden, I'm not about to give up my chance. I just wanted to enjoy
your body. Can't rush when you're working on a masterpiece."

The next sound Braden uttered was totally unhuman, a combination of growl
and keening that made Skye's cock throb.

Skye pressed his body against Braden's back and kissed along his hairline
and up to his ear as he positioned himself and began rubbing his dripping
member up and down Braden's crack. "When we climax, I want to mark you
Braden. Are you okay with that?"

"Father Dragon yes! Just fuck me NOW!"

Skye wrapped his arms around Braden and found the hard nipples again as
his cock pressed against Braden's hole. He was just about to begin
pushing in when Braden thrust himself back and took Skye balls deep in
one stroke.

"Father Dragon!" Braden cried out as his body trembled.

Skye was trying to calm himself and not shoot. Braden's tunnel was so
tight and hot, it was close to sending Skye over the edge. Then Braden's
body began to clench and it was Skye's turn to gasp as he felt Braden's
hot load shooting onto his arms. He reached down and stroked him through
the orgasm, trying with everything he had to keep his own at bay.

Skye began thrusting in earnest as his partner started breathing again.
"Now that we took the edge off, we can enjoy ourselves."

Braden whimpered in response and thrust back making Skye drive deeper and
harder on each stroke. The sound of Skye's hips smacking against Braden's
body seemed unusually loud.

He feels so good, Skye thought to himself. His fingers were slick with
Braden's dragon milk as he stroked and pulled at his nipples. From what
Skye could pick up, Braden was lost to his own lust and the sensations
from his body. This was new for Skye - having a partner so caught up in
the feeling of being fucked that there were no rational thoughts. Skye's
dragon appreciated having a partner so focused on pleasure, who just
enjoyed and reveled in the feeling of having a man inside him.

Braden cried out as an anal orgasm struck and he frantically forced
himself roughly back and forth on Skye's cock. Flesh smacking against
flesh. Damn, he likes it even rougher than Jerrick. Sure not going to
object though... not when it feels this good and sure as shootin' there's
no question he's enjoying it. Skye felt almost giddy picking up on
Braden's emotions.

As Braden slowed, Skye picked up the pace himself. He was close and
wasn't about to lose it now. He drove himself in the full, soft ass
harder and deeper than he'd ever taken a man before. Braden was moaning
and panting and Skye knew if he could just keep going a bit longer,
they'd both blow at the same time.

Skye cried out and thrust so hard he pushed Braden onto his stomach. He
continued pummeling the ass right through his orgasm - enjoying how it
squeezed and stroked him from Braden's own eruption.

"Wow..." Skye groaned as he lay on Braden and tried to catch his breath.
His cock was still hard and throbbing and then it hit him. Shit, I forgot
to give him my magic or mark him... where was my head...

"Don't pull out Skye. Please..." Braden pleaded in a hoarse voice.

Skye nuzzled into Braden's neck and held him tight. He felt Braden's ass
give him a gentle squeeze and Skye started gently thrusting again. Wow...
still so hard.

"Take me again Skye. You feel so amazing. I'll beg if you want me to."

"You don't need to beg when I can't think of anything I want more." Skye
went slowly and tried to store every sensation. He wanted to remember and
savor every inch of Braden's dragon hole, memorize each nub that rubbed
against him, the feel of those large round globes against him, the smell
of his skin, the feel of his back and hear those adorable sounds he was
making.

Skye felt his dragon nudging him. Need to mark him this time, fill him
and bind him. We owe him that at the very least. Skye agreed without
reservation and called up his magic as he let the first tendrils slip
into Braden, coaxing his magic to the surface. When he was satisfied, he
kissed across Braden's shoulder then took the soft flesh in his mouth and
bit down at the same moment he bottomed out in Braden's ass.

Braden's body stiffened for a moment and a small whine escaped his lips
before his body began to tremble, the bite sending waves of pleasure
through his body and bringing him close to another orgasm.

Skye licked at the skin and then moved so he could turn Braden's face to
him and kissed those soft full lips. It was an awkward angle, but no less
passionate and then he let the magic flow.

Braden's eyes began to glow and he started moaning and that was all it
took to send him over the edge as he pumped out another load before his
eyes rolled back and he went limp.

Skye gently laid Braden's head down and thrust a few more times before
filling the dragon with another load. Skye lay still for a moment, just
enjoying the feel of Braden underneath him. He pulled out and moved to
his knees, looking down at the prone man and that ass that had given him
so much pleasure. He ran his hands over him again then leaned in and
kissed and licked the crack and sweet opening clean. Ohhhh Braden, that
ass is going to be so popular. I think you are going to be really happy
being part of my wing.

Skye held on to the sink after splashing water on his face and trying to
get himself back under control. Alright Mr. Dragon, what are you doing to
me now? Skye asked himself as he looked at the face staring back in the
mirror. The overwhelming lust had abated for the moment, but he could
still feel it like a shadow on the edges of his senses. Yeah, it was
still him in the mirror but he could also see the changes. His eyes
especially - they were glowing in a kaleidoscope of color. His skin had
gradually taken on a darker golden color than he remembered and glowed
like he was radioactive. Even his hair... still bright blond but...
different.

"Skye?" a voice called from the other room.

"Time to face the music Skye," he said out loud to his reflection. He
turned and stepped back into the office. Fiske was there, looking as
beautiful and sexy as ever. His uniform highlighting the natural 'v'
shape on his lean build and showing off his little bubble butt that Skye
clearly remembered fondly. His thick dark hair just touched his
shoulders. Just seeing it, Skye remembered how it felt between his
fingers and the scent... so good. He had started wearing it down when he
found out that's what Skye preferred and knew that Skye couldn't resist
touching.

"Are you doing better Skye?" There was concern in his eyes and a little
trepidation as well.

"As gorgeous as you are, I think your virtue is safe for a few minutes."

"Can we get you anything?"

Skye smiled as Fiske's thoughts swirled through his mind. He was both
relieved and disappointed. Relieved because he could do his job and
disappointed because he was really hoping Skye would take him like he'd
threatened earlier. "If you keep standing there letting your cock swell
in your pants where I can see, you'll need to get naked."

"Sorry sir."

"Don't be sorry, I like it. Just warning you. So how long do I have?"

"It depends. Given how many lean days you had... not long. Maybe time to
get back to the palace. If we hurry."

"Where's Jos?"

"He's waiting for the other guards to show up," Fiske said.

"Other guards?"

"Prince Argos wants at least four guards with you. Said something about
what he went through with Garrett taught him a lesson. All 'your' men are
tied up but me and Jos so Devroe is sending backup."

Skye looked down at Braden still sprawled on the floor. Geez that man is
so sexy. Skye thought feeling the strong need to run his hands over the
plump ass again. There was still a notable glow to his skin but at least
as far as Skye had seen, no movement yet.

"He's pretty hot," Fiske said noticing the direction of Skye's gaze.

The door opened and Jos stepped inside. "They're here."

"We can't just leave Braden like this. Fiske can you stay with him and
make sure he gets home safely?"

"Skye, would you rather I stayed with him so Fiske can go with you?" Jos
asked.

Skye gave a nervous laugh. "No, probably better if I put some distance
between me and Fiske. My dragon's had way too much time to think about
what to do with Fiske. I don't think I'd make it all the way to the
palace."

"Well thanks for the confidence booster," Jos snorted.

"Doesn't mean you're safe. But Fiske has been in several times and I've
already had time to start fantasizing. You on the other hand - fresh
meat. Might be best if you don't walk in front of me. Seeing that muscled
backside of yours and the way your cheeks move when you walk... yeah
you'd be naked before we got far."

Jos blushed and shuffled his feet. "Thanks sir. You say the nicest
things."

"I'll be glad to stay with Braden. Though I've got to be honest, I'm not
sure if his 'honor' is any safer with me."

"I dare you to taste that sweet ass of his," Skye teased before he
realized his dragon pushed the words of his mouth. Crap, I am totally out
of control... He knew Fiske was already tempted and seriously lusting
after the man but he was appalled he'd let his dragon push him. Fiske's
reaction was probably even worse given the encounter earlier with Chaz.

Fiske looked back at Skye with a confused expression, then turned and
knelt by Braden gently trailing his fingers over his pale ass. "So
lush..." He leaned in and kissed one of the cheeks then slid his tongue
down the crack. When he reached Braden's rosebud he let out a small moan.
"Father Dragon Skye... that was cruel. I can taste you. He even smells
like you."

Skye felt a stab of guilt. He hadn't meant to compel Fiske, but it felt
like he had. I need to get out of here before I do more damage. Skye
thought as he sensed the lust building in Fiske. "Take good care of him
Fiske. I'll see you later - let me know when you're back. I'd like to
know that Braden's safe and secure."

"Yes sir."

"Okay Jos, let's see if we can make it to the palace before I decide
you're desert."

"We have a carriage waiting," Jos said holding the door open for him.


*   Scene 2   *

Skye came back and finished the last few bites of his lunch. No question
that being hungry was bad when other hungers were building. He'd managed
to eat most of it when Dillon had first brought it to him. He was already
a couple hours late eating and food helped... just not enough.

Dillon and Willow had both been waiting for him when he returned and when
Dillon found out Skye hadn't eaten since breakfast he immediately went
off and returned with a hearty meal. Willow and Dillon had both sat and
watched him eat and by the time Skye had about finished, he found himself
more interested in the two young men than in the food.

Skye glanced over at the bed as he folded the napkin and stood. Dillon
and Willow were naked and spooned together - lost to the world. Skye
pulled the covers over them and laid a gentle kiss on each. Their skin
still glowed and both wore angelic smiles.

What have I done? Skye wondered as the guilt came back like a raging
thunderstorm. Chaz, Braden, then Jos, and now both of you. Skye felt a
surge of heat in his loins remembering the passionate sex with Jos in the
carriage. He'd barely made it inside before it hit and he began ripping
off Jos's uniform. Fortunately the other guards seemed to know what was
going on and took over. Also a blessing that the royal carriage had
privacy glass so no one could see in. They'd had to help Jos back to his
room - sex drunk from Skye's seed and in no condition to stay on duty.

Skye stood and put some distance between himself and the bed. Just seeing
Dillon and Willow was making his dragon restless. His dragon wanted him
to pull the covers back and climb in bed with them, kiss them, touch
them, and take them again. Skye adjusted himself, his raging boner
struggling against its confines. Got to get out of here... can't take
advantage of them when they're out... shit what is happening to me...

Skye moved to the vestibule and leaned against the door. He could feel
the guards on the other side - strangers. Well not completely, he knew
them by sight but they weren't 'his' guards. He tried thinking of who
else he might find. Kleitos was at work, Nik and River were both at the
temple, Christos was in class, Rilien was being tested. Skye paused and
smiled. Wonder what they call their 'School of Witchcraft and Wizardry'?
Both Taleel and Jerrick were out of pocket - maybe even off-planet. His
remaining guards were all at the Academy. Garrett, I need you.

Skye opened the door and gave a nod to the four Imperial Guards. "Guys I
need some air. I'm going to the gardens. Might even try shifting to see
if that helps."

"Certainly sir, but if you do decide to shift, please let a couple of us
shift first. That way if you decide to fly, we can stay with you."

Skye made it to the shore of the small lake and stood a moment watching
the ripples on the water. It was a beautiful clear day - a little cool
but more refreshing than cold. He looked back at the guards and felt his
heart speed up. Oh no, can't let that happen. He thought to himself
noticing one of them reminded him of Mica. His surfer dude, hot, sexy,
blond Mica with gorgeous skin, beautiful muscles and that cock that felt
so good inside him... Shit, shit, shit. I can't start seducing total
strangers. "Guys I've got to shift."

"Certainly Prince Skye, just give us a moment." The guards immediately
started stripping.

Skye turned away to look across the water. Seeing them naked would most
definitely be a bad thing right now. Darius didn't pick guards who
weren't attractive and Skye was barely holding it together as it was. He
started undressing. Normally he would carefully fold his clothes and take
care of where he left them. Not today. He stripped and threw the clothes
carelessly on the bank. He'd already felt the magic as the guards
shifted, now it was his turn. He felt another wave of heat just before he
began to shift. He felt the guards' lust as they got a full view of his
naked backside.

Skye closed his eyes and let the magic take him. He felt the tingle pass
through his body, the wave of vertigo and then the overwhelming need to
fly. He didn't even look back before he leaped into the air, unfolding
his wings and marveling at the feel of the air as it lifted him higher
and higher with each powerful stroke.

Skye could hear the other dragons following him but kept his eyes focused
forward on the blue expanse. He saw the shadowy white images of the two
moons in their crescent stage and focused on them as he climbed. It was
exhilarating and freeing at the same time. The lust was still there but
not nearly as overwhelming.

"Prince Skye... please slow down sir. We can't keep up," one of the
pursuing dragons called.

He heard but didn't want to slow down, he wanted to go higher as quickly
as his wings would carry him. The air was getting colder and the currents
had changed. Skye slowed and flapped his wings, holding himself in place
as he looked to the ground below. Holy shit! Didn't know I'd gone that
high. He thought. Capital City looked so tiny - he could somewhat still
see the buildings but anything more was too small to make out. He could
also see the changes from the old city to the new, like a jagged line
where the destruction had taken its toll so long ago. He spotted the
guards flying toward him, dragons who looked more like tiny starlings
from this distance.

He scanned the country side and felt pulled toward the rich rolling
hills, the sparkling silver river - all so close to the city. He'd never
realized. He flapped a few more times and then made up his mind. He
tucked his head, drew his wings in and began his dive. Every so often
he'd open his wings and adjust his course. The wind was rushing by him as
he plummeted toward the forest below. This is better than the best roller
coaster I ever rode!

He adjusted again to make sure he was coming in over the sparkling river.
As it came closer he gently unfolded his wings and just as his claws
dipped into the water he leveled out and flew along the river's course.
His speed and size making a notable wake in his passing.

Skye glanced to the surrounding fields and saw herd animals lifting their
heads as he passed. Some startled and ran, others just froze and stared.
They were odd creatures, unlike anything he'd ever seen - larger than
deer with strange racks and as green as the fields. He closed his eyes
briefly sensing the life in the river, he opened and peered down as he
sailed over the water. His dragon eyes could see into the depths - see
the creatures swimming, completely oblivious to his passing.

Skye saw mountains in the distance and began to climb, enjoying the feel
as his wings pushed the air beneath him, lifting him higher. Now he
soared over the tree tops marveling at how much his senses picked up, the
smells, the animals, the birds. There was so much life.

When he reached the first snow-capped peak, Skye circled enjoying the
beautiful vista. The landscape was breathtaking and strangely the cold
wasn't bothering him in the least. He flew and dove in and out of the
ragged peaks, exploring and enjoying views you'd never get to see from
the ground. Skye decided to take a momentary breather and landed on one
of the precipices, enjoying the crunch of the snow beneath his claws. He
scanned the horizon and saw a small black bird in the distance.

Odd... most of the birds have avoided me. That one looks like it's flying
right to me. Skye thought as he watched the approach. A loud roar echoed
down the valley below him. Somehow it sounded familiar and Skye reached
out to see if he could sense anyone. He felt a comforting connection and
smiled inside.

**Taleel? Is that you?** Skye sent tipping his head and looking at the
bird with new interest.

**Thank the Father Dragon. Are you okay?**

**Of course I'm okay. I was just flying.** Skye watched as the bird
slowly approached, gradually looking more and more like a dragon.

Wow... Skye thought, looking up as the black dragon back winged to land
near him. Taleel was much smaller than the gold dragons he'd seen, more
slender with much sharper features and without a doubt more scary. Like
you'd put wings on a were-dagger.

Taleel took a moment to gain his footing as he slid on the snow.

"Damn it Skye. Don't ever do that again!" Taleel growled.

"What? What did I do?" Skye asked in confusion - still a little taken
aback at how much deeper and more rumbly his voice was in dragon form.

"Where are your guards Skye? Do you have any idea where you are?"

Skye looked around and felt a little embarrassed. "Guess I lost them? But
what did I do?"

"What if there were people out to kill you, watching for you to make a
'foolish' mistake and leave yourself unprotected. Skye you can't just fly
off."

"They were with me, I swear."

"Do you even realize how far you've travelled?"

"No, I guess not. Hey... wait, how'd you get here? I thought you were on
your way to space dock."

"I hadn't left yet. Devroe called me when the guards let him know they'd
lost you. I may not be big, but I'm a hell of a lot faster than a gold.
While I can't fly as far I can do circles around them for speed. I was
the only one who could catch you."

"I'm not flying at the moment and I've been here a while, why didn't they
catch up?"

"That's not the point. Besides when did you learn to fly so well?"

Skye was going to give a smart-ass response and then froze. Shit, that's
the first time I flew outside of the palace grounds. How...

"It's okay Skye, don't panic. You may have hit the next stage. Just be
careful would you? It may mean other abilities will show up you haven't
had before." Taleel turned and looked at Skye.

Seeing those swirling grey eyes set in the rather foreboding black dragon
head, with its horns, sharp barbs, whiskers, and deadly looking fangs
made Skye pause. "Geez Taleel, you are friggin' terrifying in your dragon
form. My dragon may not be impressed but human Skye is shaking."

"Sorry dragonling. But trust me, even in this form, I'm no match for you.
And shit if you can't fly faster than any dragon I've ever seen. Your
guards lost you after about ten minutes and that's when Devroe called me.
It took me this long just to catch up."

"Sorry."

"You ready to head back?"

"Sure. Want me to lead?" Skye asked.

"I think I better lead. Do you have any idea how to get back?"

"I followed the river. I'm not that stupid," Skye grumbled.

Taleel leapt into the air and Skye followed watching as the lithe black
dragon flew and circled back to make sure he was being followed. Skye
watched Taleel trying to take in the magnificent and somewhat fearsome
dragon. As he watched him fly ahead Skye saw a flash as something
reflected. He looked closer and felt a wave of satisfaction from his
dragon. There was a platinum scale, shining brightly right under that
wicked tail.
**You're amazing Taleel.**

**Not going to get you out of trouble dragonling...**

**Maybe if I take advantage of you being naked when we land? I can think
of some human parts I want to check on - you know make sure they still
taste and feel as good as last time. Nothing damaged by the change and
all.**

**Not likely Skye. There will be a whole crowd waiting when we get
back.**

**Well then they'll just have to wait their turn. I don't doubt they'll
all want you when they see how gorgeous you are naked but I'm claiming
first dibbs.**

Skye swooped and flew corkscrews around Taleel, teasing and egging him
on.

**Show off.**

Eventually Skye gave up tormenting Taleel when he couldn't get a
reaction. Instead he directed his attention to the countryside and
enjoyed his time in the air. As they neared Capital City and it was just
a small irregular discoloration on the otherwise green landscape Taleel
began to climb.

**What's up?** Skye sent.

**Safer if we go to a higher altitude and then drop once we're over the
palace grounds. Hopefully anyone with a missile launcher won't see us.
Also lets the guards meet up with us.**

**Well you're just a ray of sunshine aren't you?**

**Skye. It is dangerous. How many close calls do you need?**

Skye had no trouble keeping up with Taleel, actually the opposite. He had
to hold back so as not to quickly pass the black dragon. When they were
near the airspace over the city, Skye saw the four gold dragons circling.
What was worse was feeling the fear and agitation - coming off of them in
waves.

Taleel let out a roar to alert the dragons of their approach. **Got to
say dragonling, being able to mind speak you makes this so much easier.
Wish we could all do that.**

Skye wondered why only bond-mates had the gift. He liked being able to
mind speak with his wing, now if they could just do the same with each
other... So far it seemed that Skye could mind-speak with almost anyone
and they could respond. Those in his wing could also speak to him
unprompted, or they could as long as he wasn't shielding.

**Ready, we're going to do a controlled dive. Not quite straight down,
try making circles like a corkscrew and then make sure you've back winged
enough to slow down. Don't want you splatting in front of the family.
They might take it out on yours truly.**

Skye felt a little stab of resentment and then let it go. How could
Taleel know he'd learned to dive? Last time he saw me in the air. I could
barely fly straight. Two of the golds began the descent and then it was
Skye's turn. He began grumbling to himself at how slow they were going
but didn't think it would be appreciated if he passed them and got to
ground first. Everyone already seemed to be rather pissed at him.

Finally, Skye was close enough to see people waiting for him on the
ground, fortunately not a crowd, just a handful - but most of them were
in the ivory and gold. He felt like he had rocks in his stomach. I didn't
mean to cause a problem or upset everyone... okay be a big boy Skye. Do
it and take your punishment... It was his turn to land and he made one
last circle coming in over the small lake. He back winged and took a deep
breath. As soon as his claw felt the ground, he pulled his wings around
him like a cape and transformed. By the time his other foot touched down,
it was human and he gracefully walked forward to face the music.

He'd only taken a few steps when Christos ran up to him and wrapped a
heavy, long cloak around his shoulders.

**That was freakin' awesome Skye. Where'd you learn to do that?**
Christos was overflowing with excitement.

**Don't know Chris. Guess I'm in a shit load of trouble?**

**I don't know Skye. It certainly caused a panic but honestly I think
they were more scared than angry.**

Skye turned to watch Taleel land. He stood for a moment and shifted. Skye
felt the smile spread across his face as his heart beat faster and his
cock started to rise. Guess I can't avoid it after all... damn but that
is a magnificent body. The sun glistened on Taleel's ebony skin giving
shape to the dark muscles. But even better, his own manhood began rising
as he walked toward Skye.

Skye met him with an embrace and pushed the cloak off of his shoulders as
he pulled Taleel closer, he wrapped his arms around Taleel's neck and
lifted himself so his legs could wrap around the ripped body, Skye licked
up Taleel's neck and nibbled at his ear as he whispered. "I want you to
fuck me. Here. Now." Skye took one of Taleel's hands and brought it
around to his ass, making sure Taleel could feel his opening and how wet
he was.

"Skye..." Taleel rasped.

"So wet for you. I know you want me..." Skye licked along the pointed ear
and slid his tongue in and swirled it as he squeezed his legs tighter
pushing his erection against Taleel's.

"People watching..."

"I don't care. I need you inside me."

"Ahem," a deep voice sounded pulling Skye's attention away from Taleel.

Taleel helped Skye to the ground and lifted the cape and wrapped it
around his shoulders.

"Taleel. If you could please keep him covered until you get him inside?"

"Yes Colonel."

"And you Prince Skye. Please try at least a little restraint. We all know
what it's like going through the change, but my guards are only dragon.
You keep flaunting your sexy little ass and letting every dragon know
within a hundred yards that you're in heat will only bring trouble you'll
regret tomorrow," Devroe said in his most serious voice.

"Yes sir."

"Take him to his room and make sure he gets some food. I'll have six
guards with you and will stop by when Prince Argos and the Emperor are
ready to see him."

"What?" Skye asked in confusion.

"Prince Argos already sent word that when the session ends they want to
meet with you. I wouldn't want to be you right now dragonling. Good
luck." Devroe turned to the guards who had been with him and scowled.
"You four. My office now!"


*   Scene 3   *

Skye couldn't help but feel like he was going to his execution. Devroe
and Taleel were both subdued and not speaking. The six guards were
equally somber and obviously trying to think about anything but 'him'.
Physically he was feeling better, Christos brought a snack because
Dillon, while no longer in Skye's bed, seemed to still be somewhat out of
it. That made things a little less awkward when Skye got back to the room
with Taleel and threw Taleel on the bed, stripped him, and well... Skye
felt the blush. Can't believe I did that...

The guard opened the door and ushered them in to Darius's study. Skye
felt every head turn to look at him. Then he spotted Garrett and all
other thoughts flitted away. "Garrett."

Skye had time to remember how much he loved his mate and how beautiful he
was before he felt those strong arms wrap around him and the soft full
lips press against his own. **I love you so much Garrett.**

**Love you too. Damn but you look stunning. Sorry about all this, but
even I can't save you from Pater. It will be okay, just do what I always
do - act contrite and remorseful and stare at the floor. That usually
helps. Whatever you do, don't try to explain or make excuses.**

Skye pulled back and looked into Garrett's dark eyes. He wanted to scream
it out loud and let the whole universe know that Garrett was his. He
settled for whispering it into Garrett's ear with a little extra mental
stimulation of all of Garrett's nether regions. "Mine."

"Please sit down." Darius's voice was firm and commanding. "No. You two
are staying."

Colonel Devroe and Taleel had stopped in their tracks, almost to the
door.

"Your Majesty?" Devroe asked in response.

"You can sit or you can stand, but you will stay."

Skye seated himself next to Garrett and held his hand tightly. He watched
nervously as Darius began pacing and Argos stood staring at him - and not
in what Skye considered a 'good' way. His eyes showed flames and even
across the room, Skye could feel the heat radiating.

"Skye Tomas Eklund! Of all the damned fool, stupid, and careless things
to do!"

Skye startled at the outburst then cringed. He'd been well trained and
knew that use of a full name always meant his grandmother was going for
blood. At the moment he was just feeling lucky that she hadn't been
trained by Pater - he wouldn't have made it through puberty.

"What were you thinking? Or were you thinking at all?" Argos continued.

Well... I was thinking that if I didn't shift and get out of here, like
right away. I'd be the main feature in a good old gang-bang with guards I
barely knew. Seemed like the best option to me... Okay so can't say that,
stare at the floor - look guilty.

**What?** Garrett's shock came through very clearly.

**Quit. Don't distract me. I'm looking sorrowful and guilty.**

"Well?" Pater asked.

"I'm sorry Pater. I didn't mean to cause a problem. I just wanted to fly
a bit."

"A bit? A bit? Hundreds of miles young man is not a bit!"

Skye looked up in surprise.

"What, you didn't realize? Taleel tell him," Pater said in exasperation.

"Skye you..." Taleel started before Argos interrupted.

"All the way to the mountains! Almost two hundred miles! Did you even
know where you were going?"

"I..."

"Of course you didn't your brain was turned off!"

"My love, take a deep breath," Darius said coming up behind Argos and
rubbing his shoulders.

"A very impressive flight son." Darius said and then as Argos began to
stiffen, "but perhaps not a very wise choice."

Skye felt a little hope as the smile flitted across Darius's face and he
felt the surge of pride.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize that I 'could' fly that far."

"Darius, remind me to threaten Nik and River in advance. I barely
survived the first three going through the change, I'm not sure I have
the stamina," Argos said leaning back into Darius and pulling his arm
around him.

"Oh come now my love. You love it."

"Not this I don't. Skye you could have been hurt or killed. You left your
guards behind - you were alone. What if something had happened? I hate to
say it but you're not safe."

"I'm sorry I thought they'd stay with me."

"They tried son. You've probably scared several years off of their lives.
Losing the Prince and facing my mate can be scary," Darius said.

You're telling me. Skye thought. "I'm sorry I didn't know that not all
dragons flew at the same speed. It was my first time really trying and I
somewhat assumed that experienced dragons would fly way better than me."

Garrett squeezed Skye's hand in warning.

Pater gave Skye a serious glare but said nothing. It was Darius who broke
the awkward silence.

"It was a surprise for everyone Skye. Guess now we know that platinums
are as fast as a black dragon."

"No Your Majesty, faster. Skye flew circles around me without even
getting winded. He reminded me numerous times that he had to coast so the
'old man' could keep up," Taleel said with a wink to Skye.

**Guess you're lucky I like 'old men' in my bed, aren't you.**

Taleel let out a snort drawing everyone's attention.

"Something else Taleel?" Darius asked.

"Just worried about giving Skye a swelled head. He needs to be cautious
and I don't want him thinking he's safe."

**My head isn't what you were causing to swell...**

**Skye! Garrett is right here. He knows what you're thinking,** Taleel
objected.

**He does and he approves. He wants me to get you worked up enough he can
sample that fine, muscled, bubble butt of yours.**

"Gentlemen. Are we distracting you?" Argos accused.

"Sorry Your Majesty," Taleel said.

"Alright then, time for some changes. Skye you are responsible for making
sure you stay 'with' your guards. Don't just rely on them to keep up.
From now on you must have protective shielding or armor whenever you step
outside these walls. No exceptions. Devroe can provide you with some
options that will work even when you're in dragon form."

"He's still going to need to fly. That's not really negotiable and his
dragon will rebel if we don't let him push himself. Remember how Garrett
was?" Darius said.

"Don't remind me. Kleitos was worse but at least they couldn't outfly
their guards," Pater added.

"Devroe, see if you can come up with some options. I'm not sure if we
have any faster dragons than Taleel. Maybe we'll have to use the
Falcon's. I'm not sure how fast Skye is but they should certainly be able
to keep up. They could also dispatch any threats," Darius said.

"Yes Your Majesty. I'll investigate our options."

"Wait." Garrett interrupted. "Father, Pater, is no one else even a little
concerned? Worried that Skye's flying skills changed so dramatically?
Taleel, I wasn't there but from what you've described that level of skill
doesn't sound possible for a dragon just coming into his change."

"You've got a point," Taleel said.

"I'll grant you that the skill leap is pretty dramatic, but you and your
brothers had similar if less 'spectacular' leaps. It wasn't a gradual
change, more like steps or plateaus. And we can all acknowledge that we
don't know enough about platinums to speculate on what's 'normal',"
Darius said.

Garrett ran his hand down Skye's leg and gave a gentle squeeze. "Should
we expect other changes?"

Skye watched as Darius and Argos looked at each other for a few moments
before Pater responded. "We have no idea. But caution may be advised.
Remember when we were at the cabin on holiday and Kleitos came out of his
lean days?"

Skye felt the heat build in Garrett and he let out a little squeak as
Garrett squeezed his knee a little harder than intended.

Garrett gave a nervous cough. "Yeah, that was hard to forget..."

"No dear, I mean the fires."

"Oh, there was fire alright," Garrett said.

Darius sighed. "Pater and I weren't privy to 'that' reaction, but I know
at some point I lost track of how many fires I had to put out. Every time
he got angry, something would combust."

Garrett roared in laughter. "HA! I remember, you called him Pyro. And
then there was that time Zo was picking on him and all Zo's clothes burst
into flame and you threw him in the lake."

"Yes well you all gave us challenges at times," Pater added.

"We could have Tennat see if he can detect anything. I don't believe
Kwill has returned from Caris," Darius offered.

"Why is he in Caris?" Skye asked.

"He didn't tell you? He's investigating the group that River's attacker
belonged to. And while he was there he was going to see if he could find
out more on those that attacked Taleel's brother and his mate."

"No, he told me he had to go away but not where or why," Skye said
looking to Taleel for a reaction.

"Tennat has become too recognizable from his time in court. Kwill thought
he would be less obvious," Darius said.

"Might be a good idea for Tennat to check him," Garrett said. "I really
don't relish the idea of catching on fire."

**I wouldn't,** Skye said.

Garrett put his arm across Skye's shoulders and pulled him in. "It's okay
Skye. The change brings on the unexpected. Think about your day. Could
you have imagined ever willingly planning or consenting to what you did?"

"Never." Skye felt the wave of guilt and a touch of fear as he considered
what might be coming next.


*   Scene 4   *

"I'm never going to make it," Garrett moaned.

"Come on love. Dillon already brought breakfast and they said we had to
be there promptly," Skye said.

"I should have insisted Taleel stay, or maybe dragged Dillon out of his
room where he was hiding."

"He wasn't hiding. He was exhausted and I told you - I only wanted you. I
think it was perfect."

"Father Dragon... my balls ache."

"You seemed to enjoy it in the moment..."

Garrett looked up at Skye from where he'd thrown himself on the bed after
his shower. The look in Skye's eye and his focused attention on Garrett's
manhood now standing at attention caused a groan. "Baby, no. Please...
not again."

"What happened to 'Don't worry baby, I'm more than enough dragon for
you'?" Skye teased.

"I was wrong. Really, really wrong. I admit it. And how can you be so
damned chipper and full of energy?"

"Because I have the best mate in the whole universe. A mate who is an
exceptional lover." Skye walked over to Garrett and gently laid a kiss on
his already dripping cock, gently licking up the sweet fluid.

"At this rate I'm going to be a dead, dried up mate."

"Nope, see, still some juice left. We only did it... what... five, six
times? The last doesn't count since you passed out - I had to do all the
work myself. And you, my beautiful hunk, were definitely the best. Having
all your hot seed inside me... so good, so satisfying. That's what I
needed."

Skye finally coaxed Garrett into eating his breakfast and getting
dressed. Today was the first day at the Academy and they were expected to
dress accordingly. Certainly not showy, gray snug pants with a thin,
sleeveless white shirt and a matching gray jacket with black trim at the
sleeves and shoulders.

Skye admired how hot Garrett looked in his uniform and how nicely it
displayed his ass and 'v' shaped torso. "Yours is the same as mine,
shouldn't there be something that distinguishes that you're already a
commander?"

"Not for the Academy. You are either a trainee or a trainer. They don't
display rank otherwise. If the black striping is edged in silver it means
trainer," Garrett explained.

All too soon they were walking up to the main entrance of the Academy.
Skye briefly wondered if there was some universal rule that military
buildings had to look drab and dark.

"Prince Skye, Prince Garrett. We'll be waiting here to escort you back to
the palace at the end of the day. If you decide to stay in the barracks
or your schedule changes, please message us so we can adjust," one of the
Imperial Guards said as the four of them stepped back.

The Academy guards motioned them to use the palm scanners and then
directed them through a security screening before they were permitted
inside.

"Will I ever have my own guards while we're in training? Feels really
strange having guards I don't know so close. Guess I got spoiled," Skye
said.

"You'll likely have your own guards some of the time. It all depends on
the assessments and how much additional training and what exercises they
put us through. Obviously they can't work double shifts. But most of your
guards have already been through the Academy so I'd think they just need
some brushing up on specific skills."

"That makes sense. Wonder what they'll train me for?"

"You'll know soon enough. We're here."

"Prince Skye!" Several voices echoed as he was surrounded by friends.
Skye hugged them as they came to him, almost quickly enough he wasn't
recognizing them until they were in his arms. As they stood back, Skye
got his bearings and noted that he had a circle of his men around him
plus Nik and River.

"Good to see you bro. Thought you might blow us off," River teased.

"Nah... someone was just slow getting himself out of bed." Skye noted
that while his long-standing guards were with him, Chaz was on the
outside looking a little jealous.

"Chaz, get over here!" Skye called. "Guys I don't think all of you have
met Chaz Blackclaw. One of the new guards. Well I guess we'll be doing
some kind of introductions for everyone before too long. But I'm sure you
can already tell this hot stud is already one of us."

"Prince Skye..." Chaz muttered in embarrassment.

"Don't sweat it dude, we're glad to have you in the wing," Mica said
holding out a hand.

"Hell no Mica! That's not how you greet a wing-mate. I'm Corbin." Corbin
pulled Chaz into a tight hug, grinding his crotch against Chaz's before
the were-dagger knew what hit him. Corbin reached around grabbing Chaz's
ass. "Thank you Skye. You bring us the best goodies."

"Uhm... thanks, I guess," Chaz sputtered before Mica came up and did the
same.

"You've already met Jos and Fiske and this is Feired," Skye said trying
to ease Chaz's obvious embarrassment and arousal.

"Time to start," a deep voice called out as the large door opened.

They entered into the room and were directed to take seats. The room was
set up like a class room and several men stood at the front including
Master Chen. And, as Garrett had noted, they all wore the gray uniforms
with the silver and black banding.

"Today you begin a new adventure men. Only time will tell if you're all
up to it." An older gentleman that Skye had never seen before was
speaking. He reminded him more of a professor than a military type.

"Each of you has completed assessment so today we'll begin by advising
you of your assignments. As you can guess you are not all at the same
stage and Master Chen and your instructors have established a regimen
specific to your own skill and aptitudes. This includes a secondary
training on skills that you will be using while on board the Temero.
And... before anyone asks. The newly named head of Galicon, Admiral
Cocachet, has already reviewed and made changes to our plans. Actually
kept us up most of the night until he was happy." The last coming out as
a barely audible mutter. "For those of you who haven't heard, Vice-
Admiral Bresel is no longer leading the Academy. That post is currently
under review."

Skye turned to Garrett. **You didn't tell me. That's good news right? And
what does he mean secondary skills?**

**No idea on the secondary skills. But as the guy who made it happen, you
should know Cocachet's a good thing. I can say the announcement went over
very well in the Assembly, though I think Bresel was more than a little
stunned. Father had spoken to him earlier but he still looked shell
shocked when they officially announced to the Assembly that he'd been
reassigned.**

**To where? Did they say?**

**Ground Forces Administration. They can all make nice about it but
everyone knows he's been demoted and shoved in a corner where he can't
hurt anyone.**

"Once I have announced all the assignments, you will disperse to the team
assigned. These are in no particular order: Garrett D'Or Drakken, given
your prior training and experience you will only be required to
participate in joint hand-to-hand and group training exercises. All
required sessions will be added to your calendar. Your orientation to the
Temero will be handled by Captain Nekko directly. For today you will be
excused when we disperse."

**Lucky bastard,** Skye sent.

"Skye Eklund D'Or Drakken, you will complete supplemental basic training
and equipment simulations. Your on-board training will be communications
and medical. River Eklund, you will complete basic training and equipment
simulations. Your on-board training will be tactical and weapons."

**What is equipment simulations?**

**Usually that means you get to fly and drive things. Similar to what you
and River were playing at on the Phoenix. They start out with simulators
but eventually they make you use the real thing,** Garrett answered as
the instructor continued.

"Nikias D'Or Drakken, you will complete basic training and participate in
joint hand-to-hand and group exercises. Your on-board training will be
astrogation and engineering. Mica Kaber, you will participate in joint
hand-to-hand and group training exercises. Your on-board training will be
engineering and maintenance. We're hoping you inherited some of your
family's skills."

**What's that about?**

**The Kabers own one of the largest ship building operations. Mica is
their youngest and he told me once he couldn't handle being a flunky for
his brothers who were all well entrenched in the family business.**

"Jos Trall, you will participate in joint hand-to-hand and group training
exercises. Your on-board training will be ship's systems. Feired Fornay,
you will participate in joint hand-to-hand and group training exercises.
Your on-board training will be food services, I might add that Captain
Nekko saw your file. He's hoping you can bring the culinary standards up
a few notches. Fiske Abusson, you will participate in joint hand-to-hand
and group training exercises. Your on-board training will be surveillance
and data analysis. Quinn Corbin, equipment simulations, joint hand-to-
hand, and group training exercises, your on-board training will be
tactical and weapons."

**Quinn? Why does he go by Corbin?** Skye asked Garrett.

**Pretty common especially for military. I don't know if Corbin's always
been in the guard, maybe he started in one of the other units.**

The instructor continued on, giving names and assignments. A few were
interesting and Skye wondered about most of the guys' ship vocations but
the longer he sat there the more aware he became of Garrett and the more
he struggled to pay attention.

Chaz and Gilian were the only other members assigned to basic training.
All of them were included in joint hand-to-hand training and group
training exercises. Leesai and Bryan also got equipment simulation. Skye
wondered about each of their secondary assignments and what they might
tell about the person. He didn't know any of them well so it was just a
teasing hint at this point. Gilian was assigned botany, Leesai and Chaz
both got security, Kaui Lung was systems and programming, Greggory Wolf
was assigned to geology and archeology, Bryan O'Dell got biology and
anthropology and finally Jayce was assigned to medical. Though watching
him across the room, Skye really thought he ought to be an entertainer,
maybe an actor or a model... of course if they paired him with Mica or
Corbin... damn but I'd pay to see that.

**Hey, focus on your mate.** Garrett prodded.

**Sorry. But you are the one who said he had an awesome ass.**

**He does but you don't need to be thinking of it right now. You'll be
miserable if you get yourself worked up before mid-morning and there's no
relief in sight until at least after dinner.**

"Those assigned to equipment simulation, please go with instructor Johns,
basic training without equipment simulation, instructor Meckle, excluding
Garrett. Anyone remaining with joint hand-to-hand with Master Chen. Good
luck men."


*   Scene 5   *

"Careful River, that container's off center," Skye said watching as the
mech loader lifted the huge shipping crate out if his way.

"Got it. I'll set it down and get a better grip before I put it back,"
River responded.

Skye pulled his hand out of the gloves and massaged them a bit. He looked
over the indicators in his cockpit before putting his hands back in and
fidgeting a bit to wake his legs back up. Simulators were good but being
in the real thing had given him a few surprises, like how his muscles
cramped.

Skye double checked the manifesto to make sure he had the right
container. Scanned the crate again and then picked up the large box and
placed it on top. "Okay River, that one should go next."

"Done. Ready to put these babies back in the crib? My unit's already in
yellow."
"Shouldn't be, we need to let the foreman know. They either didn't dock
it right or you've got a bad power unit." Skye looked over his readouts -
nope, his was solidly in green. He maneuvered the large mech back to its
dock, stepping in and making sure the clamps locked on. He hit the
controls to enable the connectors, made sure they took and then began
shut-down. He let out a sigh when he heard the metal clank of the hatch
opening, then felt the odd sensation as the seat slid backward. Skye
unbuckled and stretched out his arms and legs. He wasn't about to attempt
the climb down until his own muscles were working.

"Come on slow-poke!" River called from below.

Skye stood and reached for the hand holds that would let him climb down
from the mech. When he had both feet on the ground, he had a moment of
wobble before his brain compensated. "Is it me or is it easier in the
simulators?"

"Not you. Makes me wonder what the adjustments will be like when we're in
the Falcons."

"We've got some time before they let us off the ground," Skye said with a
laugh.

"That's right boys, 'cause as far as I'm concerned you're gonna work
these docks for the rest of your lives." The foreman came up and gave
them both a shit-eating grin.

"Promises, promises," River said rolling his eyes.

"Seriously if even a quarter of my guys were as good as you two... both
naturals. Don't think I've ever been ahead of schedule. Those crates you
organized today don't ship out for a full week."

"Glad we could help boss," Skye said putting a hand on the foreman's
shoulder. "Hey, just wanted you to know Unit 4336, may have a bad power
core. It was already in yellow when we shut down."

"That was Eklund's unit... I'll have maintenance check it out. Thanks."
The foreman headed off in the other direction, already calling out to one
of the men.

River put his arm around Skye as they walked across the subterranean
warehouse docks. This was where fleet stored and organized the supplies
for military operations and support in this sector. It also served as a
makeshift training ground for hands-on mech training. Instructor Johns
said they'd tackle the armor mechs next. Hopefully without live ammo,
Skye thought to himself.

"Hey guys!" a voice shouted across the expanse.

Skye saw Leesai, Bryan, and Corbin waiting for them at the lifts.

"So is the foreman still threatening to keep you?" Corbin asked.

"Every day," River said.

"He tried it with Leesai too, but she gave him such a look I thought he'd
piss himself," Corbin said with a burst of laughter.

"It wasn't funny," Leesai said in a dry tone, walking on to the lift.

"Oh it was Skye, so funny. She is so damned serious and when she gets an
itch - fuck but she's scary. Glad she's on our team," Corbin whispered.

Skye smiled and tried not to let on. This was day five of training and so
far so good. No new surprises or abilities that they'd uncovered. Tennat
had given him a thorough once over but he hadn't been able to detect any
other changes. Skye was still a little on edge, waiting for the other
shoe to drop.

The lift was big enough to take a whole squad and seemed a little odd for
their small group.

"You hear anything from Corey?" River asked.

"Not since what I told you."

"The 'Oh my God! You were right,' response where he said he owed you his
first born and maybe more?"

"Yeah, that one. He deserves a happy ending and I'm glad it worked out."

"You can get all the details at the wedding," River said giving Skye a
wink.

"Bonding. It's called a bonding here River."

"Whatever. Ronan and his group are performing. Pater even said he was
putting up the newlyweds at the Palace. It's almost here, only four
days!"

"You doing okay brother?" Skye asked.

"Yeah. Kleitos has been so sweet and he promised to distract me if I get
antsy. Willow said he'd help too. I know it sounds like I'm being a baby
but it's hard to sleep alone once you get used to having your mate. I've
seen Nik a couple times from a distance but they're keeping us apart."

"Nah... I'm the same way. And it's better with another person to snuggle
but no one is as good as your mate."

"Tell me. Of course you know brothers are a good second. If you know what
I mean..." River gave Skye a nudge and a wink. "You've been going pretty
hard on Garrett, you sure he doesn't need some backup?"

Skye gave River a punch in the arm in response. "He whining again?" Not
that Skye didn't enjoy River's company but somehow it just seemed even
more 'wrong' than usual when he was about to be bonded.

"Come on Skye, the guy looks exhausted. He may have mentioned at
breakfast that he wasn't sure he'd survive.'

"He exaggerates, but maybe. So when it's your turn, I've found that being
with Garrett satisfies the need like no one else. Not that you can't
enjoy others. But they aren't quite enough to take away the lust. I'm
somewhat surprised more dragons don't know that but I guess since usually
they go through the change long before they're mated, they wouldn't
know."

"Guess that means I need to prepare myself for Nik? He'll hit it long
before I do."

"Yeah, you're right. He will."

"I'm not ashamed to admit I might need your help and I know damn well Nik
won't object."

Skye grunted not wanting to commit. The thought made him squirm a bit,
made worse by the obvious enthusiasm of his dragon.

"New adventure tomorrow Leesai, you ready?" Bryan teased.

"I am. Are you?" Leesai said in a dry tone.

Skye looked over at the others and smiled, glad for the distraction.
"Careful Bryan, that means she'll have weapons to use on you."

"I don't need weapons," Leesai said.

"Corbin, you ever been in an armor mech?" Skye asked.

"A few times. Before I was accepted in the Imperial Guard, I served with
Fleet on Draga Starport. We used a variant to do patrols on the docks."

"Were you there long?"

"No, just a year. Then they moved me to Imperial Guard at the Capitol
Seat. I was there several years until Emperor Darius had me moved to his
personal guard."

"How about you Bryan? You ever used an armor mech?"

"Nope."

"Then I hope you will show restraint and not injure us or yourself,"
Leesai said with a cold stare.

"Did I do something to you Tedurian? Why do you dislike me so much?"
Bryan asked.

"Dislike would imply that I cared enough to have a sentiment. I feel
nothing for you O'Dell, except apprehension that you might be sloppy or
careless."

Well, this is not exactly stellar team building, Skye thought watching
his future wing-mates snipe. Garrett had warned him that Felecians could
be difficult, but he'd learned to trust his magic and since it had
noticed both... Oh well I'll intercede if I need to.

"So you're familiar with the armor mechs Leesai?" Skye asked hoping to
move the conversation along. They were almost out of the compound and
then they'd go their separate, hopefully peaceful ways, until tomorrow.

"Yes. I am proficient in their operation but it has been a while. It will
be good to refresh my skills."

Skye saw the Imperial Guards waiting for him on the other side of the
gate. "Hey, we'll see you again tomorrow. Have a good night."

"Goodnight sir." Leesai said before turning sharply toward the gym.

"Awkward," River whispered.

"Have a good night Skye," Corbin said.

"Until tomorrow," Bryan added.

Bryan and Corbin both headed off to the Academy rec building, probably to
get dinner. Skye was a little disappointed Corbin wasn't staying at the
palace but all the guys with daily training had opted for the barracks.


*   Scene 6   *

Skye felt Dillon's eyes on him as he changed. "How long do I have?"

"Emperor Darius was held up in Assembly so you've got at least an hour
before dinner," Dillon said checking Skye's uniform to see if it needed
to be laundered. He turned and stumbled for a moment catching himself
with a hand on the chair.

"Hey... you okay."

"Just got a bit dizzy. I'm fine."

Skye looked at Dillon a little more closely. He didn't like the grimace
on Dillon's face and decided to watch him more closely. "Have you heard
from Rilien? I don't like him staying at the Mage Hall."

"We spoke this morning when I took some of his things over. He's nervous
but said it was going well. They assured him he wouldn't have to live
there once he was through with the testing."

"How much can they test him? It's been almost a week."

Dillon turned and gave him a smile. "He misses you too Skye."

"Thanks," Skye grumbled letting Dillon help him with some final
adjustments.

Dillon's hand slid over Skye's ass and around to his inner thigh. "It's
okay, I don't mind taking his turn."

Skye felt himself getting hard and a little warm. "Don't be cruel, you
know Venci is supposed to stop by. I can't meet him all aroused and
stuff." Skye was pleased how comfortable Dillon had become with him. The
master - servant roles just didn't work for him and he liked the easy
comradery that had developed.

"Why? I like you aroused," Dillon teased then he made an odd groan and
clutched his stomach. A look of pain crossing his face.

"Shit Dillon, sit down," Skye said pushing Dillon into the chair as he
knelt in front of him.

"Really Skye, it's nothing. Maybe I ate something."

"I'd rather be sure. Sit there for a minute and see if it passes. Do I
need to take you to the infirmary?"

"Please Skye, it's nothing," Dillon pleaded.

Skye put his hand to Dillon's cheek and then leaned in and kissed him
tenderly. "I'm not taking chances."

"At least let me rest in my own room. I don't want your new secretary
thinking poorly of me."

"Alright, let me help you."

Skye made sure Dillon was situated and had just returned when the guard
announced Venci Lopez's arrival.

"Prince Skye, I am honored," Venci said with a bow.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. No one is looking you don't have to do that shit."

"As you wish sir. Thank you again for giving me this opportunity. I'm
sorry we didn't have the chance to meet sooner."

"Not your fault. The Academy is pretty demanding... and strict. I didn't
realize they'd start quite so early but, well... it is what it is. You
and Braden getting on well?"

"Yes sir. We'll be a good team. We're helping Kwill on some research, as
you'd suggested. Braden's also been doing some work for Serat and
Garrett's kept us both pretty busy with all the assignments he's been
given by Captain Nekko. Not sure how he expected Garrett to do it all on
his own - or maybe he knew Garrett had help. When I have any breaks, I've
also started some research on the new ship and what you might need."

"Thanks. No correspondence or meeting requests."

"The usual fan mail, designers who want you to wear their clothes or use
their products. You've received two official requests that require your
attention: one from Captain Nekko, and an invitation from Queen Caladwen
requesting you to attend the Moon Festival."

"Did either of them give specifics?"

"Captain Nekko's message just said 'introductory meeting'. The invitation
from Queen Caladwen was quite formal, the Moon Festival is a big deal in
the fae court. They celebrate with a grand feast and entertainment. It's
held on the night when Draga's two moons align."

"Isn't there some cautionary tale about not going to the fae court or
eating their food?" Skye asked.

Venci laughed. "So legend would have you believe. It was an Earth
practice before the exodus when they were trying to keep their existence
a secret. Those who found them weren't actually hurt, just never allowed
to leave for fear they might lead others back. Given that only the very
attractive were ever allowed close, I believe they fared fairly well."

"But I thought elves disdained breeding with humans?"

"They do. But I assure you that they had ways to prevent pregnancy and
they have nothing against the act, they just don't want children to come
from it."

"Was the invitation for me and Garrett?"

"It wasn't that precise and was addressed to Prince Skye."

"Can you please follow up and make sure I can take Garrett. If I can't
then I'm declining. No way I'm going into that viper's den without my
mate."

"Certainly sir." Venci said with a knowing smile.

"I'm sorry I don't have more time for you. I know I'm not giving you and
Braden much right now, but according to Prince Argos that's temporary. He
was adamant that we needed both of you."

"We'll be fine sir. Your current situation is both unusual and temporary.
Is there anything you need from me, anything you'd like me to attend to?"

"Not that I know of. Enjoy the break if you get one. You don't need to
stay at the office, just keep alert for communications and have some fun
while you can. Same for Braden. If I need you, I'll contact you or
message you."

"Any other... uhm services I could provide?" Venci asked with his eyes
clearly focused on Skye's crotch.

Skye gave a nervous laugh. "Not today but don't worry, your time will
come."

"I hope so, I sure hope so," Venci said in a low whisper.

Skye laughed out loud. His hearing was good enough he didn't need to pick
up on Venci's thoughts to catch the words. "Thank you Venci. I appreciate
you being willing to stop by the palace. My schedule makes it tough to
get to the Capitol Seat."

Venci stood and gave another bow. "My pleasure prince Skye."

"No bowing."

How about if I got down on my knees, that's what I really want. Venci
thought strongly enough that Skye picked it up easily.

Skye walked with Venci to the door and held it open. "Be careful what you
wish for Venci."

Skye looked in on Dillon to make sure he was doing better. "Stay and
rest. There are more than enough servers without you hovering."

"I don't hover," Dillon objected.

Skye left him in peace and joined the family for the nightly seven course
spectacle. Dinner was amazing as it always was, but it seemed odd without
Nik and Rilien. Pater and Darius both seemed to be distracted and Skye
couldn't help but assume he was the cause.

Christos caught his eye and tapped his temple.

**You could just mentally call to me Chris.**

**Oh, I thought you had to... never mind. Can I stay with you tonight?**
Chris asked.

Skye looked around and found everyone caught up in their own
conversations. **Is there a reason?**

**Willow wants to spend the night with Jos. Rilien's not here... I know
you still feel guilty about it so if you and Garrett don't want me, we
don't 'have' to do anything. But I'd like to...**

**Go ahead baby, you know you want to. Though don't even bother lying to
yourself that you won't take him up on the offer.**

**Garrett! I shouldn't...**

**Shouldn't, why? He's one of yours and he adores you. I'm sure knowing
your lean days are over and that you've been with others is making him a
little envious that he's not getting his share.**

Skye turned back to Chris. **Sure Christos. If you get there before us,
look in on Dillon. He wasn't feeling well.**

"May I be excused Pater?" Christos asked.

"And I?" Willow added folding his napkin.

"Certainly," Pater responded.

Christos came around and leaned down to kiss Skye's cheek. "Glad you're
home Skye."

Willow and Christos left and Skye felt the change as Darius and Pater
turned almost immediately to look at him.

"What?"

"Convenient that they bowed out early," Darius said. "We needed to talk
to you two anyway. Master Quanta sent word that he needs you to come to
the temple."

"Is something wrong Father?" Garrett asked putting his hand over Skye's.

"Hopefully not. He believes he's found a way to remove the spell from
Zopyros. He wants Skye to be there so he can check whether or not they
are successful."

"Tonight?"

"Yes son. With your training we thought it best to do it in the evening.
We don't want to draw any undue attention," Pater explained.

Garrett and Skye made their way to the temple and found Seatha waiting
for them.

"Good evening, Prince Skye, Prince Garrett. Thank you for coming. Master
Quanta and his men are already preparing."

"Is there anything we need to do?" Skye asked.

"I think you, Prince Garrett, and I are mostly observers until they are
finished."

The circular stairs down to the cells felt darker and more ominous than
they had in the daytime. Skye was even more aware of the weight of the
heavy stone walls, and wondered how many had made this journey, and how
many never came back. Garrett had already told them there were dark
periods in Draga's past, times when the dragon priests and wizards did
terrible things to their enemies. Things even worse than the medical
experiments that brought the other were-creatures into being.

The modern lighting did nothing to dispel Skye's imagination as they
walked down the hallway past the heavy barred doors to either side. He
began to wonder if they still kept prisoners in the cells. Somehow he
couldn't chase the thought away that Zo wasn't the only one in this dark
place.

A door stood open and Seatha ushered them in. The same room where they'd
examined Zo before. A fairly large room with a vaulted stone ceiling and
heavy columns, just as dark and foreboding as the rest of what he could
only describe as a dungeon. Zo was lying on a large stone table in the
center of the room. A draping cloth covered his body and he appeared, at
least from this distance to be asleep. Four men, including Master Quanta
moved about him, setting out candles and marking sigils on the floor.

"Welcome Skye, Garrett. We're almost finished setting everything up,"
Master Quanta said as he seemed to finish marking the elaborate geometric
pattern around the table.

"Where do you want us Master Quanta?" Garrett asked.

"If you and Skye would stand against the wall with Seatha, that would be
perfect. You should be able to see what we're doing but it will keep you
outside the warding. It is safer that way."

"Garrett, I don't know why but this is giving me serious creeps," Skye
said.

"You're probably feeling the magic. It feels like spider webs on your
skin. Or at least that's what I get. If you're more sensitive to magic,
you might be getting more. I expect those wardings are pretty strong, and
each of those runes or sigils they've marked carries power. Personally I
don't even want to look at them - almost like they make me a little
dizzy."

Skye turned to look at the markings. Runes was a good word. He could
imagine them on some ancient stone tablet or carved on a temple wall.
They didn't make him dizzy and he had no trouble looking at them but the
faint blue glow made him a little nervous. He hadn't been around much
magic and still had trouble accepting that it was real.

"Is Zo sleeping?" Skye asked as he turned to the High Priest.

"Sedated. I assure you he is well. We're not sure what kind of reaction
he'd have to the magic so we thought it best."

"Gentlemen. We are ready. Whatever happens, do not cross the warding. I
don't care if it seems like we're all about to die. Don't cross that
line. Do I have your agreement?" Master Quanta looked at each of them in
turn, waiting for a nod or response.

"Good. I don't know what you will see so I can't really prepare you. The
magic spell that we believe was used on Zopyros is 'dark magic', evil in
nature and meant to pervert and corrupt. It is likely to fight back."

"Is there anything you want us to do Master Quanta?" Seatha asked.

"No. You can only observe. If anything goes truly wrong, two of my
wizards will remain on the outside of the warding to deal with it.
Garrett, do you or Skye see or sense anything of the magic?"

"I can see the runes and the wardings glowing - a luminescent blue. I can
feel the magic, like it's building but held back. Unlike Garrett, it
doesn't make me uncomfortable or make me want to look away," Skye said.

"I can feel it like an itch and as Skye said, I don't really want to look
at any of the markings," Garrett added.

"Interesting," Quanta said with a tip of his head. "Well, it's time for
us to begin. Let's hope for the best."

Skye watched as two of Quanta's men stepped outside the geometric
markings on the floor, careful not to smudge or disturb the lines. Then
Quanta and the remaining mage took up positions, Quanta at Zo's head and
the other wizard at this feet. Quanta raised his hands, palm upward and
the markings came to life and the candles flared. What had been a slight
glow, now blazed a brilliant white. Not just the perimeter marked on the
floor but each rune as well. Skye could feel the thrum of magic in the
air and he could sense the barrier that surrounded the wizards and Zo.

As they watched, the markings dimmed somewhat and Quanta began to chant,
words or sounds that seemed familiar but the harder Skye tried to listen
the more elusive they became. Zo's body lurched and the second mage began
a chant in descant to Quanta's.

A dark, vile cloud started to seep from Zo's mouth. It curled and plumed
like a noxious gas, black and opaque with sickly green swirls. Quanta's
voice rose and now rather than chanting, he was speaking but still the
words made no sense. The gas moved to the wizard at Zo's feet and seemed
to wrap around him like a python. The wizard gasped and grew pale, he
tried speaking but all that came out were gasps. The black cloud curled
around his face and the wizard shook and began vomiting.

Quanta's voice became more determined and the black form left the other
wizard and moved toward him but stopped just short of making contact.
Small flashes of light illuminated in the black cloud, and with each
flash the black form diminished. Zo began to thrash as the substance
sought to return. Skye wasn't sure how but it seemed that the way was
blocked. The cloud swirled angrily, the green and black billowing like a
raging storm cloud.

Quanta brought his hands forward as if reaching out to the gaseous form.
It pulled away but the flashing lights increased and soon they were so
bright that Skye had to avert his eyes. When the light dimmed and he
looked back, the cloud was gone. Quanta was leaning over Zo, his arms
braced on the table, his eyes closed and his chest rising and falling as
if he couldn't catch his breath.

The other wizard inside the warding had collapsed to the floor. Skye
reached over and took Garrett's hand. They watched and waited in silence
until Quanta looked over to them and gave a weak but triumphant smile.
The warding flared brightly and then began fading until it was dark.

"Give me a few minutes," Quanta said in a rasp.

The other mages moved to their collapsed colleague and began checking him
over. They stretched him out, removing him from the warding and then
brought wet cloths and began wiping his face.

"Will he be okay?" Skye asked.

"He's breathing and I can't find any damage. So I'd say yes, he should be
fine after a bit of rest," one of the wizards said.

"Skye if you could please join me? It should be safe now. Please check to
see if you see any remnants of the dark worm you noticed before," Quanta
said.

Skye pulled Garrett with him to the table and looked down at Zo. He
looked feverish but still appeared to be unconscious. Skye reached out
with his mind and began at Zo's head, searching, exploring, looking for
any signs of irregularities, foreign or otherwise.

Garrett had placed a hand on his shoulder and Skye shared with him as he
searched. I don't see anything, nothing feels wrong or unusual beyond the
drugs of the sedative. **Garrett do you sense anything I'm missing?**

**No Skye, but this is new for me. I'm not sure what he's supposed to
feel like.**

"I'm not finding anything beyond the sedative Master Quanta."

"That's good. Hopefully that means we were successful. I may ask you to
check him again in a day or two, just to make sure."

"So what does this mean?" Garrett asked.

"That we were able to break the spell and remove the curse.
Unfortunately, we can't undo all the damage that's already been done. But
in time, he should be able to heal," Quanta said.

"Do you know what type of spell it was?" Skye asked.

"Best description would be a 'possession'. The spell was a type of curse
meant to bring out anger and hate, corrupt the host, feeding their dark
side and their most selfish desires. It would be like a little voice on
their shoulder, whispering evil and temptation at every turn. This was
not cast recently. I would venture many years, given how deeply
entrenched it was."

"Probably not long after his change then. That's when he started acting
differently," Garrett said putting a hand to his brother's still form.

"It may still be a long path back, but at least we don't have an evil
curse fighting against us."

"No, just a corrupted dragon," Garrett said with a sigh.

"True, but there is hope and I assure you Prince Garrett, we have the
very best working to bring him back," Seatha said coming up and placing
his hand on top of Garrett's.


*   Scene 7   *

"I promise I'll make this quick," Garrett said pulling Skye into a kiss
before he stepped back. "They'll want to know what happened."

Skye watched as Garrett headed off to find his parents. He gave a nod to
the guards and walked on, once they entered the family wing Skye noted
the doors and paused in front of Christos's room, considering whether or
not he wanted to knock. Skye took a deep breath and moved on. If Christos
is meant to be with me tonight, he'll be there. The guards opened the
door to his room and did a quick check, turning the lights back on low
once they'd finished.

The bed was already folded down for the night but otherwise the room was
still and empty. The guards stepped back into the hall and when the door
closed, the sound echoed making Skye feel even more alone. Garrett won't
be long... This just can't be real, Skye thought as he peered through the
drapes. Magic is real. What I saw wasn't CGI or special effects, there
really was something evil inside Zo. The warding and spells were real.
Skye went over it again and again. He struggled with which bothered him
more, the presence of magic, that there was true evil and it could take a
form, or that he saw and felt the magic more than Garrett.

Does that mean I truly do have magic like Quanta thinks? Skye startled as
he heard laughter and turned to look back into the room. He realized he
was shielding so tightly that even Garrett was just the faintest of
whispers. Skye lowered his shields a bit and walked to the door to
Dillon's room. He listened a moment to hear the voices and with his
shields relaxed he felt Dillon and Christos like a warm caress. He gently
knocked.

"Come," a voice called.

Skye stepped in and saw Christos and Dillon on the bed laughing and
carrying on, a holograph of Rilien shimmered at the foot of the bed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt."

"Please, come in Skye. Rilien was just telling us about his day," Dillon
said moving to make space for Skye.

"Hey Rilien. You doing okay?"

"Yeah. They promised me I'm almost done. I want to come home."

"I miss you too," Skye said and felt a bit surprised that after such a
short time, Rilien could call this home.

"They even make me sleep in a bed all by myself. No one to snuggle or
keep me warm, no one to..."

Christos and Dillon both burst into laughter making it impossible for
Skye to catch the last few words.

"Don't worry Ril, when you come back Dillon and I will keep you warm,"
Chris teased. "We'll let Skye take care of those 'other things'."

Dillon and Chris burst into a new round of laughter and Skye could see
Rilien's blush of embarrassment.

"Well... I better go now. I'll let you know tomorrow if they tell me when
I can leave. G'night guys."

"Good night Ril, we love ya," Dillon said.

The hologram flashed out and both Dillon and Christos turned their eyes
to Skye.

"You okay Skye? You seem upset," Chris asked.

"Master Quanta removed the curse on Zopyros tonight. I found it...
disturbing."

"Where's Garrett?" Dillon asked.

"He went to tell his parents what happened. They'll want to know Quantas
thinks they were successful. He'll be along shortly. Are you feeling
better Dillon?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Quit worrying."

"I'm going to go get ready for bed. See you in the morning," Skye said.

"Whoa, wait for me," Chris said. He gave Dillon a kiss and a hug before
jumping off of the bed. "Well come on... I can help you."

Skye couldn't help but become aroused as Christos enthusiastically helped
him undress. Every time he tried to do something for himself, Chris would
take his hand and move it away, often bringing it to his lips to kiss it.

"Let me. It's like opening a gift." Christos carefully took Skye's
clothing and hung it in the closet, returning to remove the next layer.
"I sometimes envy Dillon... getting to see you like this every day.
Though he did admit that it almost always makes him want you... I can
sure see why."

Skye blushed and felt his dragon beginning to stir again. He knew he had
that effect on Dillon, but wondered if Dillon realized it did the same to
him. He looked at Chris, taking in the subtle changes. Each day he looked
healthier and more beautiful. His hair no longer looked as ragged, nor
did he look starved - a little too slender still, but in his own way...
perfect. Skye took a deep breath and could smell Chris's scent and his
arousal.

Chris looked up as he knelt in front of Skye, carefully removing Skye's
pants. The purple eyes pulled Skye in and he felt the last bit of
hesitance melt away. His dragon, fully awake and purring in satisfaction
- he is ours. The voice said, echoing in his head.

Skye knew it was true - in so many ways - not just because of the magic,
the mark, and the binding. Christos loved him unconditionally. Skye could
feel it in every fiber and knew the worst thing he could ever do to Chris
was push him away or deny him. Skye had to accept the painful reality
that it would hurt him as much as it would Chris.

The sound of the door drew his attention and he felt the wave of love and
comforting presence as his mate entered.

"Looks like I'm just in time." Garrett approached and took Chris's hand,
bringing it to his lips as Chris stood. Then Garrett pulled Chris into a
full kiss, lifting him into his arms and letting Chris wrap his legs
around him.

Skye crawled onto the bed and was quickly joined by Chris, pressing his
body against Skye and kissing him like a starving man.

"Hold up. Give me a second," Garrett grumbled as he stripped and threw
his clothes carelessly to the floor. "No fair starting without me!"

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Skye's Imperial Guard:

* Bryan O'Dell, gold dragon,  5'10", body builder, red hair, pale
complexion, and emerald green eyes

* Chaz Blackclaw, were-dagger, 6'1", Ranger - athletic build, medium
complexion, shoulder-length dark brown, wavy hair, chiseled face with
dark brows and lashes, a neatly trimmed beard and striking blue eyes

* Feired Fornay, silver dragon, 5' 11", slender swimmer's build, pale
complexion, silver-white shoulder-length, straight hair, pale blue eyes

* Fiske Abusson, gold dragon, 6', lean muscled swimmer's build, warm gold
skin, slender hips, thick, straight shoulder-length brown hair, blue
eyes,

* Gilian, elf, Ranger, 5'4", slender athletic build, long, rich brown
hair and brilliant green eyes

* Greggory Wolf, werewolf, 6', muscled athletic build, short dark beard,
dark hair and pale green eyes

* Jayce Roberts, gold dragon, 5'10", pretty, ripped athletic build,
notable 'v' torso, curly shoulder-length, golden brown hair, brown eyes
with gold starburst

* Jos Trall, gold dragon, 5'9", body builder, red-gold hair, skin more
bronze than gold, blue eyes

* Kuai Lung, Chinese gold dragon, Asian in appearance, 5'6", ripped,
slender build, black shoulder length hair, large dark eyes and a pretty
face

* Leesai Tedurian, Felecian, female 6'6", muscled and ripped, skin is a
deep golden brown and has a mane of light brown hair, yellow cat's eyes,
a little larger and set farther apart, cheekbones more pronounced than a
human's , has a tail

* Mica Kaber, gold dragon, 6'2", lean athletic build, shoulder-plus
length, blond hair, blue eyes, Skye refers to him as his "surfer dude"

* Quinn Corbin, gold dragon, 5'11", muscled athletic build, dark brown,
short-cropped brown hair, dark brown eyes