Chapter 5 - The Dragon Below

Nobody moved.
The eye behind the wall was larger than Mara’s body.
Its pupil narrowed.
Heat rolled into the corridor.
One priest dropped to his knees.
“The Devourer.”
Selene grabbed Mara’s arm. “Run.”
They ran.
Behind them, stone exploded.
A claw the size of a wagon punched through the dungeon wall.
Rowan shouted orders while Lucan pulled Isolde away from falling debris.
Mara climbed the stairs with Elara pressed against her chest.
The baby did not cry.
She watched the destruction over Mara’s shoulder with calm golden eyes.
They reached the lower hall as the palace shook again.
Servants screamed and fled.
“West courtyard!” Lucan shouted. “Horses are waiting!”
Rowan caught Mara by the elbow.
“You’re leaving.”
“You’re coming.”
“I have a city to hold.”
“You have a daughter.”
His face twisted.
Mara saw the war inside him.
King against father.
Fear against love.
Before he could choose, Isolde spoke.
“Let her go.”
Rowan turned.
His mother looked strangely calm.
“If Mara remains here, the creature will follow her.”
Selene stared at Isolde. “You planned this.”
Mara’s skin went cold.
“What?”
Selene pointed at the queen mother. “The prophecy copies. The mob. The priests in the dungeon. You wanted panic.”
Isolde’s eyes sharpened. “Careful.”
“No. I’ve been careful for eighteen years.”
Selene stepped closer. “You needed bloodshed above to weaken the seals below.”
Rowan looked at his mother. “Is that true?”
Isolde said nothing.
A roar thundered beneath them.
The floor buckled.
Mara nearly fell.
Then Isolde drew a dagger and drove it into Selene’s stomach.
Mara screamed.
Lucan caught Selene before she hit the ground.
Rowan stared at his mother.
“What have you done?”
Isolde pulled the blade free.
“Saved our kingdom from people too sentimental to survive.”
Selene clutched her wound.
Blood spread through her dress.
Mara lunged, but Rowan caught her.
“Mara!”
Selene lifted a bloody hand.
“Listen to me.”
Mara knelt beside her.
“The Black Gate isn’t a door,” Selene whispered.
“What?”
“It’s a bond.”
Her eyes found Elara.
“Between the child and the dragon king.”
The palace shook again.
Selene coughed blood.
“If he reaches her before her first moonrise…”
Mara leaned closer. “What happens?”
Selene’s fingers tightened around hers.
“He becomes young again.”
A roar ripped through the palace.
The ceiling split.
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Through the falling dust, a vast scaled head rose from the broken floor.
And its golden eyes locked on Elara.