What Your Love Felt Like-The Dragon Saga

” What? What are you even taking about? I know you? How do I even know you? ”

I yelled as the Whirlpool that she just created kept pulling me further and further down.

***Flashback to a few minutes before***

I saw her accumulate the blue from all around. It was like she was the Pied Piper of the colour. It broke off from every surface, building up like an armour around her body.

It forged into a sword at the end and with one swift blow she got rid of a bunch of those hungry dragon souls. She kept cutting through them as she kept moving in beside myself.

” Hold onto my waist. We are going to jump out of this place! ”

I did obediently exactly like I was instructed.

On the count of three, we leapt over their heads as she kept moving her blade, chopping off their hands.

She moved like the water strider on air, as we crossed over the plain but the army of the undead souls remained steadfast on our tail.

Our trail must have stretched not more than a few miles when suddenly we slipped . The fall did us apart and within a few blinks of the eye, the swarm engulfed us one again. This time with thousand fold the magnitude.

When it seemed like I was drowning in that ocean, suddenly something opened at the bottom. It sucked the ones clinging at my foot instantly off. It was a massive Whirlpool. Those souls got sucked as I looked up at her. The force was pulling me in as well.

” It was nice getting to know you Liana but now you need to say good bye to all your old memories. You will only hold onto the most essential ones, others will just perish. This is what I need to do for your survival. For the sake of our old acquittance. For the sale of what we owe each other. ”

***Back to the present***

With what was the last bits of strength left in my body I tried to hold back. Asking some questions. Asking what she ment.

But I was pulled away from there and sliding down what seemed like a slippery glass mirror slide.

As I went I saw flashes from my own life. My father, my mother, our old life. Then it kept going further back. I saw my mother suckling me. I saw glimpses of myself in the embryonic stage. The scene then shifted to dragon realm.

I witnessed a bloody birthing scene. The momentary flash spared me the actual horror of the scene. It was my beautiful savior. It was the female dragon.

The next few flashes gave me the confirmation about her true self.

I saw her with Draco inside his harem. I witnessed their intimacy, I witnessed their marriage.

My beautiful savior was none other than Kiara, Draco’s wife.

The moment that realisation hit, something sunk in my pit.

My heart dropped.

She was Damian’s real mother, not myself.

The more I saw her with Draco and Lucian, the more my heart ached. It felt like I had been living a borrowed existence. Like a substitute in the life she had so passionately created.

Suddenly nothing mattered anymore. I no longer wanted to live.

I kept free falling through that slide as more of her life played on and on. Going in reverse, just like mine did.

At that point, I felt something.

A touch at my finger.

There was no way I could have not identified that touch. It was Draco. He was waiting for me on the other side. The real world .

That was correct, this was all imagination.

All in my head .

The real world was the world where Draco waited with my Damian.

With a sudden intensity the glass slide came to an end.

The walls around me started constricting around me. Pressing heavily all around me.

The movement mimicked the bowl movement. It felt like I was being squeezed down a tube and pushed out.

It was just like a delivery process. It felt exactly like my own birthing process , like I had just witnessed.

With several pushes and pulls I managed to kick the bottom open. I emerged out of the tube into some liquid. It was slimey and stickey to some extent.

As I tried swimming across, out of it, the substance covered me all over.

” You can’t pick and choose Liana. You have very little time. I told you already. This will be your new beginning. You will need to keep with you only that which is important. No other baggage. ”

It was Kiara, the dragon queen’s voice. I thought I had left her back a long away.

I looked around trying to locate her direction.

Just then I felt a jolt.

It was an electric jolt no doubt , of a very high intensity.

It shoved me out of that slush.

Them came another one as I was sent further away some place else.

Then I started hearing several things, all at once.

I heard loud beeps and people talking in different tones , from all around me.

Light started penetrating my eyes as my lids fluttered in slow motion.

My vision adjusted to the new place.

It looked like a hospital, perhaps inside an operation theatre.

There were doctors and nurses of all shapes and sizes, busily poured all over me.

The first think that I remembered was Damian and the second one was definitely Draco, my husband.

My mind was completely blank.

My heart yearned for my husband and son.

My body ached to hold them in my embrace.

I remembered nothing else.

I tried coughing to find my voice.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

The doctors came forward to hear what I was trying to say. They seemed very satisfied with their effort as I came back.

I must have been badly injured.

I wondered how was my family holding during the crisis at hand.

” I want to see my son and my husband. Please. ”

My voice was barely a whisper.