Mistress Of Enchanting Dragon

The horse was making its way in between the tangled road of the forest and the trees passed by them one by one.

"This…." She has never ridden a horse this fast. It wasn't just fast but the speed was inhumane. Was it some magical horse?

Her surroundings were fading so quickly that she hardly got time to catch up. The cold gust of wind was harsh on her face and her eyes wide open.

She was wrapped tightly in his arms and Silja was sure that if not for his support she would have fallen again by now and with the speed horse going she would have definitely fallen.

"We..are.." she was flustered as her back was pressed on his firm chest. His hold on her was tight and his face was just beside her.

"How can this horse run so fast?" She asked him.

"By magic. Aren't you familiar with this kind of magic?" Donovan saif from behind. His voice was deep and his warm breath fanned the shell of her ear as he spoke.

Silja shook her head. Donovan smiled looking at her.

"My father was saying that you enchanted one of our best horses when he met you for the first time," Donovan whispered slowly. Silja snapped her head and their forehead bumped into each other. But the shock was more impactful than the pain. 

A cold current ran through her spine hearing what he said.

Suddenly the images of a mad horse 

started to play in front of her eyes. And that unknown fear started to bubble up in her chest. Silja, whose hands were on the horse, suddenly took her hand away from the horse's body.

Donovan's one eye was on the horse while the other was on Silja. The abrupt change of the expression on her face told him so many things.

His father was right the girl was clueless about her own power. But no more, she has too soon realised her own strength and accepted it.

Donovan tightened his grip on her and pulled her towards him more.

"Don't worry. I was just kidding," he said and then his lip nibbed on her earlobe. The opposite sensation of his warm lips and the cold wind successfully distracted her.

Silja held him tightly which was wrapped around her waist and closed her eyes only the feeling of his warm body and roaring of wind remained in her head while she shut down all other thoughts. It was Silja's defence mechanisms, whenever she found herself in a situation which made her worried she shut herself in her own shell. Closing any thoughts entering her mind.

She didn't know how much time passed but suddenly her ears picked a sharp voice of wind being pierced. She knew this sound.

Her eyes flew open and she saw a sharp tip of an arrow shooting in their direction.

They had already entered the darkest part of the forest and there was no going back now. The plants and trees were blocking even the sunlight of midday and it was very dark to even see anything clearly. But for some reason, Silja could even see better than bright daylight

"Down," she yelled and pressed down on Donovan. Donovan bent down backwards while she was in front.

The wooden arrow passed just above them and they managed to miss it by just a few inches. Donovan gave rein to Silja's hand and pulled the crossbow from his back.

With lightning speed he notched the arrow and drew it back, the powerful string stretched with the movement of Donovan's hand. Donovan bent slightly to the side as he aimed the bow in the direction of the target. His eyes looked in the distance with undivided attention as if he was not on the horse but on the ground.

"Snnnnn '' after doing calculations of wind... distance….angle…. and speed in just a matter of seconds, he released his fingers and the arrow shot with a loud crack while tearing the wind on its way. 

Just like if time has slowed down Silja could see the arrow passing by her clearly. Even the lack of light didn't affect her vision at all; she saw the arrow disappearing behind the trees and before long a painful cry echoed in the forest. 

Donovan's horse was still running at high speed. Donovan put away the bow in fast motion and pulled the rein and soon the horse halted as it stood on its hind legs.

At the same time, the body fell from the tree a few metres away and scared all the birds around making them fly away in the sky.

"Are you okay?" Donovan asked as soon as they got stable. Silja was shocked by what happened, her face was as pale as a white sheet, while her heart was thudding in her throat. She turned her head towards him and found his face even more clearer. Everything was brighter around her as if her vision was enhanced by many folds.

"My eyes…?" Silja mumbled as she looked at him. Seeing the perspiration on her face Donovan became concerned.

He climbed off the horse and then helped her down. "Let me see what happened? Are they hurting?" He started examining her as soon as he put her down. He held her eyes open with one hand while taking a closer look at them one by one.

"No... not hurting….I can see everything clearer…" Silja said. The changes happening were too scary. How could she suddenly start to change so much?

Donovan pursed his lips as he looked at her. 

"Tell me clearly," Donovan said.

"I can see farther away than before. I...I can see more colours...there…" Silja pointed in the direction.

"There is a red bird over there….. can you see that?" She asked him. Her voice trembling and her body also shaking.

Donovan looked in the direction where she was pointing. Yes, he could see the bird. 

"I can," Donovan said. That means her vision was as good as him. A dragon.

"But you are Dragon...how can be my vision is as good as you? What is happening with me?" Silja asked. She was scared just like she was every time in the past.

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