Ethrinria stood up, her body towering over Amelia, Abigail watched as Amelia saddled her up ready for the trip to Gandor. The sound of pattered feet brought Amelia's attention, making her turn to see Ruvean and Ceada walking in.
Ceased looked Abigail up and down before ignoring her glance, "How long will it take to get to Gandor?" She asked.
Amelia looked over at Ceada, gently smiling, "I can't remember but i think it's about 45 minutes, the winds get a bit stronger, meaning the dragons gain more speed."
Ceada took that as her answer, heading over to her dragon Atrastrasza, where she got her ready for the trip, Ruvean was a bit concerned about the matter, he didn't know if he could trust Abigail, or what Gandor had to offer. He knew Amelia all too well and she wouldn't just go home without any reason, especially since she never speaks about them. He knew Hillverion sensed danger as he has been very edgy since they walked in.
He shook his head and gently calmed his dragon down before watching Amelia lead Ethrinria out of the stable and into the valley where she climbed on, waiting a few minutes before leaning down to grasp Abigail's hand once she had that, she pulled her up. Abigail gripped Amelia's waist quickly and tightly.
"You ready?" She asked
"As I'll ever be," Abigail whispered.
Amelia nodded her head before gently tapping onto Ethrinria's scales and kissing them, "Let's do this girl, we have got this."
With that Ethrinria stretched out her wings, allowing them to gently move against the wind, jumping off the ground, she glided into the sky screeching for Hillverion and Atrastrasza to follow behind her, the screeching was returned by the two dragons as they followed behind Ethrinria.
Abigail began to smile as the wind flew through her hair, she was brought out from her thoughts as she felt someone bump into them, she looked to see Ruvean who was looking at Amelia.
"What are we going to expect?"
Amelia faced him as she let go of the reins, allowing Ethrinria to glide through the sky, "I am not too sure anymore, I am only going to see what they want from me."
Ruvean nodded his head before allowing Hillverion to glide beside Ethrinria, Abigail cleared her throat alerting him that she wanted to speak.
"Gandor hasn't changed much from what you left Amelia, it's still the same as before just the rules have been more strict and consequences are deadly," Abigail spoke.
"You aren't sending us into a trap are you?" Ruvean grew concerned at Abigail's words.
"I am sure that isn't the case at all," Abigail didn't know much of what was going on or why they had summoned Amelia.
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Amelia felt numb as she knew she was getting close to Gandor, her body felt like it would freeze at any moment. Ethrinria made another screeching sound before she flew down towards the ground. A loud squeal left Abigail's mouth as the rush from the landing had turned her stomach upside down, a small chuckle left Amelia's lips as she heard the squeal. The grass beneath Ethrinria's wings danced against the wind she carried before claiming as she landed smoothly on the ground.
Amelia took a deep breath as she gently got off Ethrinria, Abigail following behind her as they waited for Ruvean and Ceada to do so as well. Amelia began to notice it had the same features and textures as before, they had landed on the Western side of the sea, the settlement of Gandor, where the mages roam and practice their magic. This settlement wasn't built by a sea by accident, as it was a great area to hide and be themselves with hidden passageways and ancient burial grounds, which is important to the mages; as some of them study the dead.
The settlement itself looks humble. With its spruce wood rooftops, pinewood walls, and frozen waterfall, Gandor has an enthralling atmosphere. The main attraction is the hostel, which was built 48 years ago and designed by mages and wizards.
Gandor has a hurting economy, which is mainly supported by alchemy, thieving, and engineering. But their biggest strengths are rare wood production and weapon making. Amelia looked up at Ethrinria and she could feel her anxiety, she gently rubbed Ethrinria's shoulder blade making her purr.
"It's alright, I won't let them hurt you," Amelia whispered, but she was also trembling in fear as well.
Abigail was the first to walk down the path with Amelia and Ethrinria following behind followed by Ceadaand Atrastrasza, Ruvean and Hillverion. Amelia kept her head down as she walked towards the one place she never wanted to return to. The Jayne manor; From the outside, this house looks magnificent. It has been built with white stones and has grey stone decorations. Small, rectangular windows allow enough light to enter the home and have been added to the house in a mostly symmetric way.
Abigail knocked on the front door before stepping back, she gave Amelia a small smile who returned it. It only took 2 minutes for the door to open to reveal Amelia's mum Teresa. Teresa hadn't changed in the last 8 years; blonde, flowing hair awkwardly hangs over a chiselled, worried face. Sparkling brown eyes, set low within their sockets, watch cheerfully over the estate they've come to love for so long.
Scars reaching from the top of the right cheek, running towards her right nostril and ending on her upper lip and leaving a burning memory of restored honour. "Amelia... you are back!" She gasped and went to hug Amelia only for her to step back.
Teresa stopped her movements and cleared her throat before stepping inside, "Please come inside, Abigail will you escort the dragons around the back please."
Abigail nodded bowing her head slightly before backing away and heading outside shutting the door once again. The house is equipped with a modern kitchen and 6 lavish bathrooms; it also has two snug living rooms, 8 bedrooms, a cosy dining area, and a modest basement.
The building is shaped like a squared S. The two extensions extend into stylish gardens to each side. The second floor is the same size as the first, but part of it hangs over the edge of the floor below, creating an overhang on one side and a balcony on the other. This floor follows the same style as the floor below.
The roof is low and triangular and is covered with stone slabs. One large chimney pokes out the centre of the roof. Several long, thin windows let in plenty of light to the rooms below the roof. The house itself is surrounded by paved ground, with a pool at the backside of the house.
"Thank you dragon riders for coming on such short notice. We didn't know who to ask. So we sent Abigail. You see we aren't very welcome in most cities" Teresa explained.
Amelia scoffed, "I wonder why," she rolled her eyes as Teresa escorted them into the living room.
Their living room which was still spacious and delicate; has coordinating plastic furniture. The seating is plush. The floor is stone and the walls are painted with a wallpapered dado. Light is provided by wall lamps. The room is done in autumn colours and overall has a cluttered look. Among the first things, one notices walking in is an old sculpture of the family.
Amelia looked away from the sculpture watching as her mother walked into the hall, "Richard... Tony... come down, Amelia is here with some friends!" Teresa shouted.