Furleigh was searching like crazy for Farah, but no matter how much he asked the villagers, no one had seen her, he finally decided to do something he had not done since he arrived there, go to the girls' house, a place that would surely smell the same to the girls and if the smell of Kara already made him clouded that place would be a kind of mind control chamber for him.
Upon arrival, Furleigh positioned himself in front of the girls' entrance and knocked twice on the door, Kara opened it immediately due to the little space there was and the distance between her pile of straw to the door.
"What do you want?" She asked hostile and angry because of the song she was part of and the scene with Sierra.
"Is Farah there?" The boy asked without trying to hide the real reason he was there.
"Why do you want to know? Is it one of those little games of Furleigh the insatiable? Isn't that silly enough to you?" She asked even more angrily than before.
"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just looking to talk to her," the boy explained trying to see if Farah was inside the house.
"Don't you know? Well, your song makes that very clear, especially the part about" Furleigh, destroyer of widows, throws girls out the windows, Furleigh, made Farah an idiot against the head of his bed, Furleigh, has no mercy on girls and makes them sob, Furleigh, even Kara makes him a blow…" Said the girl, stopping for the shame that the part where they talked about her made her feel.
"It's not my fault that the townspeople and the people in the tavern have so much imagination, now tell me where Farah is and that way I'll leave you alone."
Kara told him that Farah had rushed into the forest, the boy left quickly without even saying goodbye or thanking the girl, after several minutes searching, he found the girl in the middle of a clearing, she was standing crying.
"Everything you told me was a lie?" Asked the girl turning her back to the boy while trying to maintain her composure "I understand, why would you tell the truth to Farah, she is stupid right? You know? for a moment I thought we were friends, but I guess that's another reason to think I am stupid."
"Farah, I ..." Said the boy approaching her from behind.
"You don't need to say anything, I know, you couldn't trust me, you thought I'd tell someone, even though I'm not like that, I joined the Dragonslayers to escape my family and my destiny, I didn't want to live under the shadow of the last name Kendall, alone, I wanted to be myself, but what are you going to understand? Since you were born you have lived like a wild animal, worrying only about yourself, your main concern was survival, however you have always enjoyed the freedom to do whatever you wanted ... I ... I want to be free ... Not to be clinging to anything, but, I can't ... That makes me feel helpless ... I've never told Kara, but I hate being with her, always, always ... when she is in front of me I can't cry, I don't want anyone see me that way, my only chance is when we part, so I cry all I can.
"Are you crying?" The boy asked, wrapping his arms around her.
"It's weird, isn't it?" The girl asked rhetorically. "You and I are enemies, but here we are, me opening my heart to you and you comforting me, it's ironic, you are the person who has cared the most for me, and the one who has made me feel the best, with you I feel that I can do whatever I want without being judged. Why do you have to be a dragon? If you were a person I would ... I would try to make you notice me ... And hopefully, maybe you would make me happy for the rest of my life, without judging me or laughing at me."
"Don't worry, you'll be happy," the boy asserted in a calm and pacifying voice.
When he finished talking with Farah, Furleigh arrived at her house, the fairy was in the doorway looking at Sierra so that the girl would stay still like a statue and not try to do anything.
"How are you?" Asked the fairy flying in front of the boy's face.
"Don't worry, Farah won't say anything about me," he said with a cold look before picking up his gem from the top of the bed and began to wipe it at the window because of the disgust that the blankets stained with the dragon's blood and the pillow that the fairy had used gave him.
The next morning Kara was worried that Farah had not come home all night and went to the forest to look for her, her friend was hanging from a tree branch by a rope tied around her neck.