Draven's P.o.V.

Watching the small mortal woman, Draven wondered how she awoken a part of him that was dormant for so long. He stretches his wings once more but he let them be more free since he was out 8n the open.

Suddenly screams and shouts came from behind the mortal woman. He watched as she turned quickly her blonde hair whipping around quickly as she ran back towards the screams and shouts. Draven took pursuit after the woman and when they reached where the ruckus was coming from thats when they saw it all. Colors of red, orange and yellow danced in front of them as guards are fighting to protect the others. Blood sprayed and splattered onto the once green grass, tents were cover in spots by the blood, metal clashed against metal and orders were yelled out in the air. The metallic scent filled the air, as both Draven and the mortal woman stood staring at the scene before them. The mortal woman took small strides towards the battlefield but instead she fell to her hands and knees and screamed out as if in pain just from the sight.

The sound of wings flapping in the sky above them all made everyone look up in surprise. Draven stood there in shock. An emerald dragon!? Draven felt fear enrapture his heart. How!?

"D-dragon!?! Men run!!!!!" Shouted a cowardice voice. Several men ran off the only ones that stayed were the people of this mortal womans encampment. The emerald dragon soon landed and it came close to both Draven and the mortal woman. However the dragon paid no attention towards the male hybrid. The emerald dragon lowered its snout and nudged the mortal woman, causing the woman to stir. She looks at the emerald dragon and stared at the beast before her. Draven kneeled down next to the mortal woman and took a careful hold of the woman, however this wasn't a good idea. The emerald dragon noticed this strange reaction by Draven and snarled at him. It made an attempt to eat him but the mortal woman quickly placed herself between him and the dragon.

"Please no...." her voice came out small but yet loud enough for the dragon to hear.

The dragon soon turns and leaves. The mortal woman falls back against Draven, for which he catches her before she falls to the ground.

"What the Diminal did you do mortal!?!" His voice was filled with surprise and anger.

"I stopped her from eating you...." she said.

'The emerald dragon was a female?!' Draven thought, 'How could this mortal woman know this?' As he goes to question her some more he noticed she has passed out.

The next day was when the mortal woman wolen back up. Draven waited the whole time for to awaken.

"You waited?" Her voice was a bit hoarse, but it surprised Draven a bit.

"Huh... oh yes I did wait. I needed to know how you know that dragon was a female?" Draven leaned forward and waits for her to respond.

Cassandra's P.o.V.

Cassandra sat up slowly as her body aches from being in the bed the whole time but she couldn't help it. The question Draven just asked her, worried and confused her. She felt as though she could trust him but she also felt as though she couldn't trust him.

"Alright I'll tell you...."

Cassandra goes into full detail about the summer when she first seen the Dragon Lords, she explains about how she was able to understand them with their language that no mortal could understand them. Once she was done explaining to Draven, Cassandra looks up at him. She meet his eyes and she could see he was deep in thought. Cassandra felt strange as she has never had another male, besides her father tucking her into bed, in her bedchambers at night.

"So you've been able to understand us since you were a child, yet your parents believed that you would of been taken away from them forever. " he said to himself.

Draven stood up and Cassandra noticed how tense his wings are.

"Step outside you look too be in pain...." Cassandra said with worry in her tone.

Draven looked at her for a second with unreadable eyes, but he nods and heads outside to stretch his wings. Cassandra took this moment to change out of her nightgown.

(Ignore the sword on the hip)

Cassandra steps out of her tent to see her men either glaring or staring in surprise to see the Dragon Lord. She sighs and clears her throat. Each of the guards noticed her and they bowed. This also draws the attention of the Dragon Lord, he turns towards her.

"They believe I am the one that summoned the emerald Dragon here." He told Cassandra in a hushed tone. Cassandra nodded slowly. "Just let them keep believing that until we know what you truly are alright?"

"Yes mi'Lord." Cassandra said softly to him.

The Dragon Lord told her he would return in a fortnite with hopefully new information. Cassandra felt a warm feeling inside of her chest from the Dragon Lord's words. He was willing to help her with her strange ailment.

Draven soon departed the small envoy leaving Cassandra, her guards, and the first ever family she took in to help build the first ever village outside of the kingdom.

Several weeks have passed now, Cassandra knew Draven hasn't found any new information since he hasn't made an appearance. They had just arrived to the area of which Cassandra decided to set up camp for one last night.

"Mi'Lady a raven flew in earlier today." Spoken Garrett. "I awaited til we came to a complete stop to give this too you."

Cassandra carefully takes the parchment from Garrett's outstretched hand and she opens it as if it were a fragile China dish. It was word from Draven. Excitement filled Cassandra's veins. As she reads the excitement drained as she read each word to herself.

'Nothing has came out to me about your ailment.'

'No history books detail a mortal with this ability.'

'The Devil suspects something I must keep this search a mystery.'

But the one thing that still gave her a bit of hope was his name at the bottom of the parchment.

King's P.o.V.

"So you say he's researching something?" The King asked the lowly maid he left with the Lords.

"Yes my Lord. The Onyx Lord seems to be doing some extensive research about something."

The King sends the maid off and he turns to his desk that has been passed down for generations. The redwood desk had shown the years of wear and tear from all the Dracithae lineage.

"I will find out what you are possibly up too Onyx Dragon Lord." He smirked darkly.