Dudian ignored the guards who were gathering in the square. He held Aisha in his arms as he descended from the sky. His wings were retracted behind his back. The terrifying sharp blades of his body fell on the ground and cut the floor, he put Aisha down and held her hand, he whispered: “I will see your father later. I will ask him for you. Why is he so indulgent towards Hathaway? is their blood as cold as my hand?”
Aisha was silent as she let him hold her hand.
Dudian looked up and stepped forward.
“Stop!”
“Who dares to trespass our Dragon Territory!”
“Kill him if he moves forward!”
The guards gathered in front of Dudian and blocked his way.
Some of the guards saw Aisha who was being held by Dudian. Their eyes were filled with doubt. Aisha’s face was covered with gauze, but the mist-like gauze couldn’t cover her beautiful face, the clothes and temperament made them think of a person.
