them. Halfway
towards the exit, Stacey stopped and turned back to the fight.
The guards
had branched out giving them more space as lighting bounced off each blade with
their sharp strikes. There was a moment where Zane was able to push Narses
back, and in it he turned to Stacey.
“Get out of
here!” Zane cried.
He was again
interrupted as the other man advanced to attack.
Swallowed in
her tears, Stacey fled the Palace and kept running and running as fast as she
could. Her path then eventuated on a group of dragon guards clustered around
the front gates. They eyed her suspiciously.
“Please let
me out,” she cried, falling into one of their arms.
“Why aren’t
you with your Master?” one of the guards demanded.
Stacey looked
back fearfully, not knowing what to say.
“Hold on a
second. This is Zane’s girl. She’s due to be released today. She should already
be at the heliport,” the dragon holding her said.
“Why is she
out here? Is she trying to escape?” another questioned.
“She doesn’t
want to go home,” the first one declared. “She’s in love with Zane so much she
thought she could get away. Silly human.”
He shifted
into his dragon, and the others forced Stacey up onto his back.
Soon they
were in the sky and approaching the heliport.
Stacey was
paralyzed, lost in the horror of killing Princess Evelyn involuntarily, and not
knowing what was to become of Zane.
Was it possible
he might win?
Was it
possible?
Was it?
They landed
on the roof and the guard shifted into his human self so to hand her over to
the security team. As soon as Stacey saw Walter, her friend with the dark
glasses, she ran into his arms for safety.
“She’s
supposed to have the transfer papers with her,” the Head of Security stated.
“Where are they?”
“Do you have
any papers on you?” the dragon guard asked.
Stacey
hesitated. “They’re back at the Palace.”
“I can’t take
her without the papers,” the Head of Security said.
Stacey’s
heart beat with immeasurable speed.
“You have to
take her,” the dragon guard said. “I’ll make sure the papers are sent. Don’t
worry.”
“I need them
by tonight. You make sure you tell your leader that.”
“I will.”
The Head of
Security turned to Walter. “Get her on board then.”
Once on the
helicopter, strapped into her seat, Stacey turned to Walter and said, “Do you
have any food or water? I haven’t had anything today.”
A bottle of
cold water and a sandwich was passed down from the back to her. The helicopter
began to take off, and the air-conditioner flushed into Stacey’s cheeks.
Walter looked
at her whilst she ate and drank.
“Did someone
hurt you?” he asked. “Your face has marks on it.”
“No,” Stacey
whispered. “It was me who hurt them.”
She leaned
out the window and watched the Island disappear from them.
It happened
all too fast.
She thought
about Zane. Thought about him striking Narses through the chest and announcing
his command over the other dragons. That he would be a hero to them. A King.
And then one
day soon…
While there
was still hope in her heart… And the joy he’d given her still alive…
He would come
back to be with her again.
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
The day was not over for Stacey. Nor was
the night.
As
heartbroken and forlorn she was at her parting with Zane and the Island, she
wouldn’t be given too long before she was running for her life again.
Right now, it
was the middle of the afternoon. Almost two o’clock. She was sitting on the bed
of a motel room a few towns out of the city, courtesy of Walter. Since her
apartment had been destroyed and he didn’t know what family she had, he had
driven her here from the justice hall, to wait out the next few hours. He’d
said that the police had only agreed if he said he would stay here with her,
and they were given the address.
He gave them
a fake one.
It turned out
to be a wise action.
Stacey had
spent the last couple of