Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),
Hi! It's me again
First Impression: Hmm...okay so looks like we're headed out of the palace to go investigate. Not a lot happened here so not too much to really comment on but it was again a nice look at how this village functions and this addition of the dragonet especially is pretty nice.
Anyway let's get right to it,
Zoltar glanced at Felistia, his heart thumping in his chest. Would she tell the Queen where Shriken would be waiting, even though she wouldn’t be allowed to go?
Ooooh we're starting off straightaway with the big questions.
“Well,” Lezeeru said, tapping her talons against the floor, “I’m waiting.”
There was a dangerous edge to her voice, like the calm before a storm.
Oh I love that comparison.
Zoltar touched her paw with his, whispering as softly as he could, “I’ll never let them hurt him. I promise.”
Aww...that was sweet of him.
“I insure you that no harm will come to Shriken. That is unless he attacks us. That’s why I want to bring Zoltar. I will send him ahead of my soldiers to inform the Ice Talon of our arrival. That way we should avoid any violence,” Lezeeru replied, flicking out her sapphire blue wings, allowing the morning sun to catch on the bolts of gold streaking across them.
Sounds like a very logical decision there.
“Now,” She clapped her paws together, causing Zoltar to jump at the loud noise “we must get a move on. Shriken is supposed to be at Viper Rock tomorrow and it takes at least a day’s flight to get there. Voltron, I need you to get Oren. You and he will accompany Zoltar there.”
That sounds a touch clunky there. Possibly you two would sound better there.
Zoltar saw Voltron cast the Queen a skeptical glance and hiss, “Are you sure he’s ready for a mission already?”
“Absolutely. That dragonet won’t learn anything stuck in this palace. Besides, he’ll do fine with your guidance. It’s not like he’s going into battle.” Lezeeru said dismissively.
Oooh we even have some side drama there...
“Take the Ice Talon to the Shadow Talons room,” Lezeeru instructed, pointing at Felistia, “and be sure to tell the chef to prepare food for her along with the others meals. She will be staying there until further notice.”
Well that sounds nice.
The next few hours were a blur for Zoltar. The Queen had passed him over to Delareth, who seemed extremely displeased with the idea of preparing a prisoner for a mission.
Of course.
Delareth had ordered a young Wind Talon to bring him some food, chained Zoltar to one of the benches and had told him to wait there. Zoltar remembered muttering under his breath that he didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.
Oooh sassy Zoltar.
It had felt like an eternity before Delareth had reappeared with a leather satchel for him to wear. With a growl he’d stated that it contained food and water for the journey ahead and that he wasn’t to touch it until Voltron said he could.
Of course.
Now as he stood on the marble ledge just outside the palace, his satchel flapping against his chest in the wind, he wished he were still sitting in the dining area. It had been warm with the sun streaming in through the many windows lining the room and the rich smell of meat roasting on open fires had been comforting.
That does sound like a lovely place.
The sun was beginning to sink behind the distant mountain peaks, its amber rays casting an orange glow on the valley below him. Voltron stood tall and stern as he stared out beyond the horizon, his eyes seeming to pierce through time its self. Oren stood beside him, fidgeting in anticipation.
That should be one word and also I love the contrast there between the experienced dragon and the dragonet about to leave on that voyage.
Zoltar’s stomach felt like a nest of writhing serpents and he tried his best to not think about the stew he’d just eaten as he followed the two Wind Talons skyward.
As the sun disappeared behind the western mountain range, Zoltar and his companions cleared the outer edge of the valley, leaving the Wind Talon palace and villages behind them as they banked east.
Ah...and after a long wait we set off from the Wind Talon palce....
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
Overall: Overall it was a fun and a bit of a filler chapter I think. There was some beautiful imagery as always and it was a good look behind the scenes of the Wind Talon so to speak. Excited how this meeting with Shriken will go.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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