The Villainess Wants To Go Home

It was a quite and uncomfortable ride to Taivas with Lykos not saying anything to Neil who seemed out of place after leaving the witch's cottage without a single glance back. His dismayed expression had taken a competent home on his face not changing into any other facial expression except for that.

Lykos tried to comfort Neil with his words but his lack of knowledge of doing so failed miserably since whatever he said sounded insulting instead of comforting which resulted Neil to tell him that he sucked at comforting people and should stop before he blasted Lykos off of his dragon with his wind magic if Lykos uttered another word.

Lykos knew he sucked at comforting people and never did it, but he felt like a bad friend for not saying anything to Neil who seemed to be in the verge of tears whenever it was too quite.

In the end Lykos just watched the gloomy atmosphere around Neil grow, forming a shadow that rested behind him.

On top of their dragons, Daenerys the silver Regius dragon that Neil rode on and Cyrus the red Regius dragon that Lykos rode on, soared through the clouds with their mighty leathery wings cutting the clouds as they did so.

They could here the faint crowd below them. The empire of Ventus was just below with the bustling of people going on their merry way, the dragons stables weren't far just by listening to their growling roars.

As they flew, the clouds in front of them began to dispersed revealing the hidden arch roof of the Taivas palaces of the sky. It's glittering platinum colour shined brightly like the sun itself blinding them a little.

"It's good to be back" Lykos mumbled feeling the fresh breeze of the Taivas air brush past his face and cooling it down. "Don't you agree Cyrus" Lykos patted the side of the dragons neck resulting him to let out a rumbled pour of satisfaction. The warm feeling started to wrap itself around his heart, it was the emotion of his dragon that he could feel.

They soared down, the sound of wings cutting air was loud and the air rushed through the princes' hair, moving it away from their faces. Daenerys let out a loud roar that rumbled the sky when she saw the castle, she called home.

The second they were in sight of the town, Daenerys and Cyrus came swooping up before spreading their wings in the air and gliding through the sky towards the huge bridge of the palace.

Lykos glanced to the side where Neil rode silently on Daenerys the beautiful silver dragon whose scales glimmered like diamonds under the rays of the sun, her horns that shot dangerously into the air, those delicate sapphire eyes that resembled the depth of the ocean looked straight to its home that levitated in the sky.

It wasn't long when they reached the giant gates of the bridge, landing with the loud beats of the dragons wings creating a small hurricane in the air before landing on the stone slab.

Lykos gently patted the side of Cyrus neck to show his appreciate towards the dragon that he had done a good job for the whole flight to Azura and back.

A low grumble of satisfaction came from the dragon who turned his head to gaze it's golden eyes at Lykos red eyes before nodding it's head.

Lykos and Neil slid down their dragons, landing on their feet with a faint thud.

Neil averted his attention to the palace, yet his silver eyes laid at particular window. Lykos knew exactly which window Neil looked at however didn't mention anything except to place a hand on his shoulder.

"We still got time to look for a healer" Lykos comforted the gloomy prince who looked away and back at Daenerys whose eyes revealed the sadness she felt of her rider.

"I hope so" Neil said in a soft utter, finally speaking after a whole day of riding and resting. Lykos could tell that Neil's eyes had lost a lot of hope from before. It didn't hold the determination of finding a cure anymore as weeks ago. His face may have not revealed what he was thinking but his eyes exposed him more then what he thought.

It seems like he had lost all hope and had given up. Lykos could not do anything but to watch his best friend crumble in the hopes of despair, feeling useless for not able to do anything.

"Your highness shall we attend to your dragons" a dragon stable boy had interrupted them both with a bow of courtesy, there was a few of them who awaited for the royal commands of the two. Each one looking older than one another. Their hair and eyes resembling the features of the Ventus people.

nodded in response, yet Neil was to focused on what was going on at the front gates to even notice the boys who came to

confusing sight for Neil who watched the people from all sorts, from commoners and nobles attending to their

Neil feel uneasy with this situation. His gut churned and it was giving off a despairing hint. Something was off and he didn't like it.

walking beside a young man of tall figure walking not far from where they stood. He immediately realised it was the commoner physician from the south district of Taivas. Neil's

averted his eyes back to the crowd. They were all physician, each one of them had come to try their luck on healing

throat making it difficult for him to breath, and just like that

dragon cry out a rumble of a growl that frightened the Gods itself. Lykos felt a sting in his heart, a spark that cried out sorrow, despair,

had startled everyone around, stopping them from leaving and looking towards the dragons roar.

his way towards the entrance of the castle, the wind blowing away

do not

after Neil with the plead to the Gods that they aren't too late.

agonising pain Ben went while he was not here to help him through it by being by his side, the pleading of his little brother that begged to see him. He didn't want to think of those thoughts, but those thoughts didn't leave but kept repeating in his mind vividly.

Ventus, bowing in respect in the presence of the princes'

"Your highness it-"

man who was responsible of making sure who came into the

finish his sentence again because Lykos pushed

out a figure that made everyone suddenly whisper.

words had made Neil's heart stop, he

Gods have brought mercy upon our prince!"

live until

from before had disappeared from their faces however the

going on?" Lykos mumbled.

after he ran after them began to talk yet it was croaky from the

"His...highness..is..cured"

Neil asked a redundant question to

but was in a slumber until this morning" the middle-aged man repeated but he bowed as he did.

him like a tornado. He could feel his heart beating rapidly and his throat had become

his best friend body betray him, it was all

he came falling down. The thought of his smiling brother, his cheeky laughs and Ben's innocent voice was that was circling around his head. He didn't

he felt something grab his arm,

Her white hair braided trailing down her shoulder, the strands of white hair

raven perching upon

word a single word as the sound of the whooshing wind was the only thing they could hear.

go die somewhere else" her words came out old and distant when she looked down at the shocked and pale Ventus prince. "We don't need these white steps stained with blood" even if those words were quite