In the blink of an eye she was gone, taken from me as I stood there helpless. The dark sorcerer’s laugh echoed in my ear as I turned around to face him. “Oh, don’t look so sad, little Prince. At least she’s alive,” he taunted jokingly. “Where is she?” I demanded, pulling my sword and advancing on him. “Oh, I’d say she’s in Alston’s arms in the mortal realm somewhere. Who knows really? I didn’t care to ask.” “You son of a bitch! I will find her,” I swore wholeheartedly. I was only a few steps away, sword in hand, when the dark sorcerer slowly turned into his undefeatable shadowy self. “Good luck with that. Tell Ariella that I’ll be waiting for her. I have so many great things planned for her and me.” “Coward!” I yelled, as he vanished into the shadows of the forest. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I screamed at myself. Stripping out of my clothes, I had no choice but to transform and fly back to the Summer Court. Usually, I couldn’t change back so quickly after turning into the dragon, but with the anger coursing through my body I knew that it’d be easy.
