The Villainess Wants To Go Home

"One...ignis...dragon...please" I was out breath and my legs wanted to give up on me.

I had to run my way here because I had thought it would be closing scratch the fact that I got lost a couple of times because I had no idea where I was going and only listened to the roars of the dragons for directions even though I did ask a few people for the way I still wasn't able to find it due to their horrible explanation.

The man no older than 25, observed me with an eyebrow raised debating whether I was worth to ride one of his fabulous dragons or not. The light of the fire that burned the wooden torch behind him reflected his dark green hair and glimmering blue eyes that was showed nothing but gloomy and dull.

"Name please" he said rudely under that husky tone of his. I took another inhale of breath feeling how my cheeks were hot from the heat.

"ROOOOAAAARRRR!" the angry growls of the dragons were so loud and piercing that it made the ground rumble beneath me, scaring the shit out of me nearly making me jump out my skin. The low groans of dragons were loud to the ears, I could hear them scratching and clawing their sharp claws against the chains, their heavy wings flapping as it could create a hurricane inside.

Standing firmly again I answered him. "Artemis, Artemis Ray". Looking at the man he didn't flinch a second by the sounds of the dragons coming from behind the wooden wall as if he was used to these dragons' uproar and been doing this job his whole life.

He eyes looked up and his mouth twitched a little. "Follow me" he placed the quill back into the ink and walked towards the tall wall not far from where stood.

I turned my head to look through the iron yett and saw a jet of fire blast inside. All inside the barrier of the wall tops the air with similar bursts of colour, lighting up the dark sky.

I felt adrenaline run through my bones, the excitement drilled deep inside my racing heart eager to walk through the gate and witness their fiery beauty with my own eyes.

We walked towards a huge wooden wall, circling around the perimeter. It was made entirely out of oak wood and reached an estimate of 17 metres high and iron yett was bolted in the middle.

It's sad Homura is still unconscious, or it would have been funny watching him squeal at the sight of the dragons.

The man pulled down a lever near the yett, hearing how it squeaked when pulled down. The ground beneath to shake as the iron bars of the yett started to rise up revealing the spikes at the bottom of the gate.

The man walked through the gates nonchalantly, regarding the dragon hisses and the growls. I followed behind, containing my excitement.

One step into the stables, my eyes lit up in astonishment. All around me was dragons.

were in huge in size no bigger than 25 metres tall. Diamond shaped scales glittering under the light of the moon reflecting the colour gold as it rattled with a every smoky breath they took. Thick spiral horns sprouted out of their heads and their large claws that can slice through rocks scraped the

breed

walked around carrying buckets, saddles, and more chains while others contained the dragons or lead them through, holding the chains attached to the metal collar around their necks. How calm and collected they were dealing with mighty beasts that might

hurry. His voice indicated he was annoyed

didn't respond to his rude gesture and strolled past him, ignoring his click of a

just as I marched through the empty area. I lowered my head feeling a little weird getting the attention of every dragon in the arena. Each pair of sharp snake green eyes glaring at

voice boomed as if it could rumble the sky with it's tone. I felt my whole shake just by hearing his

spoke but this time it was females voice, a little calm and gentle then

ON DRAGON, MOVE?" a man struggling to get the dragon back to walking yelled at the puzzled looking dragon that

out why the dragons stopped doing what they were doing

other

eyes didn't leave me resulting my skin to

heat up and my face felt like it was skinning itself. 'Is the potion wearing off? Has it already been an hour?' I stumbled back, trying to keep my balance before

hair growing down my shoulders. 'The potion is defiantly wearing off' I slipped to the side not wanting anyone seeing me, accidently bumping into something hard. It was warm against my back, the heat penetrating through my clothes and warming the back of my skin. I heard a low huff of breath above me, the hot wind blowing down the top of my

face. My mouth dropped to the floor as I was face to face with a dragon. His head was lowered to mine,

unusual aura" his voice was gruff

in curiosity, admiring it's beautiful green snake

unusual about this female human. Very peculiar I say"

I subconsciously spoke still can't get through my head that I'm speaking to

eyes, the white rows of sharp teeth and his spiral

me, how can such a beautiful creature like this be so self-absorbed. 'Homura are you just trying to cover up how snobby you are'. Now I felt the urge to drop this dead looking fox in my

hair that might stir up attention, I shifted my attention to the guy that was slowing down to a jog before stopping a few metres from where I was. The light of the torch gave me the sight to see what he

if his hair was orange or brown, maybe brown but it looked soft to the touch, and his eyes showed an entire ocean trapped inside and his jawline was a perfect angle. He wore a white top with brown straps buckled to his black pants, he wore brown medieval styled boots and fingerless gloves. All in all, I would have mistaken him as a

do that before" a wide grin of an apology plastered on his face