Mistress Of Enchanting Dragon

The dark night passed and the dawn broke. The golden sun rays spread mountain peaks located at the far end of the dragon creek forest. The mountain was on the east border of the northern empire and from the other side of the valley was the eastern empire which we know as the Goblin or dwarf kingdom.

There was a wide waterfall just in front.

The freshwater from the waterfalls was flowing and the birds and small animals started to come out of their nest as another day started. The scenery was beautiful with blossoming flowers and colourful birds and butterflies flying around.

Not far away from the water flow, on a small hill, a mighty black dragon was resting on the soft green grass. His nostrils flared up as he breathed slowly. The blood on his wounds has dried up and some small ants and other insects have found their way by the attraction of his sweet-smelling blood. They were slowly opening all the wounds again and making them worse. But Donovan was in a deep coma to realise any pain caused by them. The wound and loss of energy have made him weaker like nothing before. 

But even in his this state he was holding Silja near him securily who was also in deep sleep.

"Arghh..." But soon Silja woke up from her deep slumber.

Her body was pressed under the soft belly of Donovan.

Her eyelashes fluttered and she tried to move around but she was tightly wrapped in Donovan's claws.

It took her some time before she slowly opened her eyes. 

Glaring light from the slight gap entered her eyes and Silja couldn't help but shut them tight and snuggled in Donovan's body.

But soon the sleep faded away and Silja opened her eyes with a snap. The first thing she noticed was Donovan's tummy in front of her eyes. Soon she became conscious about the weight of his big claw on her stomach and her mind started to function.

In the calmness, she could hear the sound of waterfall and chirping of birds accompanying with Donovan's soft snoring.

It took Silja some time to realise that she was under Donovan.

Ahem...that sounds a bit off…(it will take time for us to get there..) 

Silja tried to move but her body was sore and it was painful to move.

She blinked her eyes as some blurry memories rushed through her head with a slight headache.

She remembered the white repltie on her neck which was poisonous and then Donovan told her some bizarre things which she couldn't remember anymore and then everything was blank.

After taking a few deep breaths she tried to remove Donovan's claw so she could go out and see where they were and what happened to that dwarf Drystan and his rogue friends.

But as soon as she moved Donovan's hand Donovan grunted loudly, his roar scared the innocent lives around and animals and birds flew away.

His grip on Silja tightened and Silja felt suffocated.

"Uhh…" she sighed in pain from her body as well as his grip. 

"Donovan…." Silja called him and fiddled her hand around him so that he could let her go. But Donovan was not in the condition to feel anything.

Silja called him a few times but no response.

Was he sleeping in that deep sleep? 

She thought to herself.

But then her heart started to sink as the bad feeling rose in her heart.

With the whole power, Silja finally lifted his hand from her body and crawled out.

Her eyes widened at what the scenery was offering to her eyes.

In front of her was a wide waterfall spread around in a 270-degree area. Numerous rocky cliffs of the mountain on which the river water flowed and made hundreds of small and wide waterfall around in half circle. The tansperant atlantic blue flowed from hight and create a breathtaking view.

The river water flows from the sharp rocks and is thrust on the ground with high force.

The trees and greenery have spread from nook and cranny, creating a perfect blande of blue and green colours. 

In the middle of this divine beauty was a small mountain, cherished and preserved.

Silja was standing on that mountain peak which was small in comparison to the giant mountain but was not small in the slightest.

The rainbows created because of the falling water were reflecting in her eyes as she looked around in awe.

Her eyes popped out and her mouth open as she turned around on her heels to take everything at once.

After the initial shock melted her eyes finally noticed Donovan who was on the ground. And she got yet another shock which scared the soul out of her.

His large body was covered in bruises all over. Which were now bleeding because some small birds, ants and insects has started to feed on them.

But Donovan was sleeping like it didn't even affect him at all. Only then realisation down on Silja. He wasn't sleeping but was unconscious.

Silja ran in his direction.

"Donovan…" she cried out. 

"Shooo….shooo…." She ran towards him and started shooing the birds away. His body was large and there were many insects and birds.

She took a small leafy branch from the side tree and used it to shoo away the birds.

"Donovan…." She tried to shake him awake but he didn't. His flarring nostrils were evident that he was still alive and well, atleast for now.

His wounds were bleeding and the more she looked the more guilty she felt in her heart.

She has turned uncouncias there and she don't remember about coming here. That means that it was Donovan who saved her and brought her here. And in the process, he got hurt.

She was there to help him but all she did was just become a burden and made him suffer.

She tried a long time when she finally could get rid is insects from his body.

He was wounded for a long time and if the wounds left open and unattended, they might get inflated and worsen.

Silja looked around and tried to find things that she could use. She found a small plant in between many which she could use to treat to Donovan's wounds.

She pulled out the whole plant and started to descend the small mountain to go to the mountain foot and get some clean water.

Silja sat down near the flat rock and cleaned it. Then she took another small round rock and started to make a smooth pest out of the leaves of the plant she chose before. After a large amount of pest was ready she took it back to where Donovan was. She used some bamboo to make glass type vessels and carry the clean water up.

After that, she started to nurse Donovan's wounds.

She firstly cleaned his wound with fresh water and then started to apply the pest she prepared.

Donovan was insanely large in his dragon form and it was almost impossible for Silja to reach him. She claimed his body trying her best not to hurt him as she cleaned his body and applied pest all over him.

By the time she was done, she was already exhausted.

She sat beside him defeated. The beauty of the place was no more attractive in her eyes as she waited for Donovan to wake up. 

The Third-quarter of their surroundings was a waterfall and the fourth quarter was a huge river flowing at high speed. There was no even path she could see that can lead her out. From the high peak, all she could see was a never-ending forest and a furious river.

Even if she could find a way how could she take Donovan with her was yet another question.

Silja has tried all means to wake him up. She has spreyed litres and litres of water on his face that she brought from the river at the foot of the river in order to wake him up.

She made him drink water but nothing worked. And to fetch water was even more tiring than fighting a dragon. 

In the end, Silja set down beside him defeated and tired.

The sun has reached above her head indicating that it was already noon.

There was nothing which she could use to send signals. And she didn't know whom she might alert. There were chances that their enemies were looking for them. She was sure that Garrett and other kings guards has started to look for them but how would they know that they were here.

Donovan body was also buring and Silja didn't know if it was normal for a dragon to have that high temperature or he was suffering from fever. She has tried to cover him using the large leaves but that wasn't much of help she supposed.

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