Robbin's POV
Fog and tiny raindrops littered the sky as we descended into the Dragon's pit. I kept my hands steady as I gripped Vision's spikes. I've been crying ever since we left. It was time to cover my sadness up.
There were no survivors. No one left but us. It wasn't until we were halfway towards the Westerlie Kingdom that I realize we had forgotten Grey. I wanted so desperately to go back to save him, but I knew we had to keep going.I hoped he was still alive.
As soon as we crossed the border of our kingdoms, I was sure they'd alert my father. He, along with many guards waiting for us at the gates. I took one look at him and felt like falling apart.He didn't say anything, only wrapping his arms tightly around my body. Tears fought hard to escape my eyes, but I wouldn't let them. Westerlie citizens were also here, curious as to why we were back so soon.
My father led my sister and me inside, asking where Phineas was. He had left and headed to the Northern Territory in the East to help with the servers. I wanted to go with him, but he thought maybe in the Westerly Kingdom what's the safest place for me.It was, with thousands of dragons as protection.
Maybe we should have used them in the war. Then, it'd be over already. But, using them would be a disgraceful move. They aren't weapons or monsters. They were creatures; beautiful, captivating creatures. Sure, they were destructive. That was their nature. But raising them, and showing them kindness made them be so much more.
The last war ended because of dragons, but they'd be taking a whole Kingdom with them. we had to do this And no less malicious and costing way. even though people were dying as we speak, Hazel the dragons will take so much more from everyone.
My father brought me and my sister to the war room. Inside, along the entire wall, was the map of our world. I climbed on a stool and ran my fingers along the place where Xander was. I wished now more than ever that I felt a werewolf 's mate bond. I'd be able to sense if he were still alive, I'd have some sort of peace.
"Dad," I mumbled weakly, "I need to know what's going on up there."
Grey told me the fight had begun when planned, but it's only been a day and since we have no way to communicate, there's no telling what is going on.
"They're still fighting. Xander is on the front lines but we haven't received an update yet, though, I guess we won't for a while. Robbin, I know you had to escape, but you left the Northerner kingdom unguarded. The rogues have probably taken the capital by now."
"I know, dad." I climbed off of the stool and sat down at the long table, resting my hands on my stomach. "I need troops. They'll help her take it back."
"Soldiers are already on their way. You, however, are going to stay here. Need I remind you that you're pregnant?"
In my heart, I knew here was where I needed to be.
Olympia and my father sat next to me, each embracing me with their arms. I gave in to the comfort, letting the familiar feelings of my family's touch calm my nerves.
"Olympia, go meet up with the troops. I'll fly to the Northerner territory. Once the servers are back up, I'll make a nationwide announcement. The Northerner kingdom has to be evacuated."
Olympia nodded and rose from her seat. " I'll go right away, and don't worry, Robbie, I find Grey for you. I think he's still alive. He's too tough to die."
"Right. I should go, too. It has to happen as soon as possible."
"I'm with you both, my two beautiful girls. Your mother would be so proud of your leadership and duties to the people."
"Thanks, Dad." He brought us into a loving hug. Being like this made me miss my family more than ever. once the war is won, I'd like to come back here and be with them again.
Olympia and I go back to the dragons pits where our dragon's rested. We embraced in one last hug before we were all separated for good. She climbed onto Eberlien and I got on top of Vision. We Took off together but headed four different directions as my destination was East.
Other dragons flew along with me. I don't want to say it was for the Northerner's protection because they might see it as an unnecessary pawn. Northerners aren't used to dragons. They see them as an extreme danger to them, which is understandable.
The dragons were for me, for my child, really. We couldn't take any chances. It's too late to pretend that I could take care of myself. Hell, I can't protect the people in my own home.I shake my head and tried to clear those thoughts away. Their lives were precious but I have to worry about the ones that are still living; the millions of people currently living in fear that I just abandoned.
The top priority is getting the servers back up. Mind linking will take too long to spread the word about the evacuation and safety precautions. After they're up, I'm flying back to the capital with Phineas and we're taking back my kingdom with force.
I can't wait for Olympia to do it. She can try and control the crowd for the next day or two. We shouldn't take too long.
It was well into the evening as I arrived did the Northern Territory called Solus. It was an island off the coast of the kingdom, mostly used for rogues. If a wolf was kicked out of a pack, they're sent here for training and either enlist in the military or try to join another one.
But some like to be alone. Some don't want to be controlled by people who are under the influence of the government. Perhaps that's why this so important to them. they want freedom. they don't want to be part as a pack that doesn't even have a true leader. it's the king who has the final say.
I wish they didn't have to come to war so soon. I wish we had taken the time to hear what the people thought, not just Ryker. he was acting on personal emotions and manipulated vulnerable wolves.
The island was eerily silent as we landed. hundreds of guards we're lined up, my brother standing alongside them. I hurry and gave him a long hug. he looks down at me was worried eyes but I reassured him that Olympia and I are okay.
"The servers, have you fixed them," I asked.
"They're still working on them. Come inside. There's something I'd like to show you."
His words came out hard but tried to seem nonchalant. It was so like him.
Phineas led me inside the large building. it was the only structure built here. it was where the rogues trained and slept, along with the guards. The servers that you use was in the right wing on the top floor.
but instead of taking me there, he brought me into an elevator and went down 6 floors. when the doors opened, it showed to be holding cells that I assumed were for rogues who didn't cooperate well with the guards.
he walked me passed many of them, some occupied, some vacant. We turned a corner and he opened what was not a cell, but a door. we entered, and chained to the medal table in the center of the room, were people, two men, and one woman, none of them bothering to look up at us.One man had dark, curly hair and the other was wavy and blond. The woman had long jet black hair, but all three had similar facial structures. I wondered if they were related.
The door slammed loudly as it closed behind us. Looking at them is it me that they were part of Ryker's plan. I kept my eyes are dumb as Phineas began speaking.
"When I arrived, they were already down here. Apparently, we weren't the only ones dealing with bombings. Apparently, they were planning on blowing up the front gates and stealing the boats, but that's all we know."
I glared at them harshly. "You people disgust me," I spat out. "How could you do this to your own people, your own country, and don't give me the bullshit about how I'm not one of you. I'm your queen. Your problems become mine."
"You're no queen of mine," The Curly- haired man announced.
"I may be a foreigner, but you're still attacking your own kind. If it bothers you that a dragon is your queen, why not take it out on the Westerlie Kingdom?"
" the Northerners have to pay for their sin," the other man said.
"What sin," my brother asked, walking near the table.
"Her, your corrupted sister." The blond man pointed to me.
"I didn't want this either, you know. I didn't want to be a queen. I just wanted to go home to my family. I didn't want a war or a mate. I didn't want any of this to happen.
"Maybe, but it's too late to change anything."
I placed my hands on the metal table. "It's never too late."