Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 129584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 648(@200wpm)___ 518(@250wpm)___ 432(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 648(@200wpm)___ 518(@250wpm)___ 432(@300wpm)
“Do you think they’ll like me?”
“Really?” Sora asked with a chuckle. He wrapped his arm around Ravi’s shoulders and pulled him in close. “I think they’re going to adore you.”
“Did you tell them we’re dating?”
Sora’s grin turned into more of a smirk. “I might have mentioned something like that. When I told them about the situation with the Burkhard Clan and the Jaeggi, they were curious about meeting King Alric. But when I mentioned finding you, it got my parents moving a little bit faster.”
Ravi offered up a nervous laugh as he rolled his eyes. “Great. Now I’m even more nervous.”
“Trust me. They’re going to love you,” Sora said firmly, reveling in how Ravi relaxed against him, wrapping his arm around his waist as they stood together.
Sora turned his attention to the bustling airport. It was all shining metal and huge sweeping windows, letting in massive amounts of bright sunlight. With what he suspected was the usual Swiss efficiency, people were hurrying along with smiling faces and bags trailing behind them as they grabbed their flights or looked for loved ones.
Next to him, he could hear Ravi suddenly sniffing loudly, like he was scenting the air.
“Whoa…that’s gotta be them,” Ravi murmured in a low voice. “It’s like this cloud of magic wafted through the airport.”
Sora’s head snapped up, and he saw a new group of people exiting the security area. In the lead were his parents…of course. Swallowing back his groan at his mother’s determined look, Sora plastered a smile on his face. He remained right next to Ravi, his arm tightening on his shoulders. His mother’s eyes quickly swept over him, as if checking to make sure he was all in one piece, before looking over the man standing right next to him.
At last, a bright smile broke over her face, and Sora could relax. She reached them first, with his father close behind.
“Ravi, may I introduce you to my parents, Abe Yuki and Abe Ryu?”
Ravi bowed low to Sora’s parents. “It is truly an honor to meet you.”
His tone was unexpectedly solemn. Sora had definitely gotten more accustomed to chatty, excited Ravi, who blurted out the most interesting things. His poor dragon was clearly nervous about meeting Sora’s parents.
“Kaa-san, Tou-san, this is Ravi Burkhard. He is a retainer of King Alric and frequently serves as the king’s personal bodyguard as well as protector of the royal family.”
Ravi smirked up at him, his cheeks growing ruddy with a hint of embarrassment. “If you’re going to list all of my accolades, you might mention I make a pretty mean curry.”
Sora grinned back at him. “I was thinking of mentioning you’re also a spectacular kisser, but I didn’t think they needed to hear that.”
Laughing, Ravi gave Sora a little shove and shook his head. “Evil. You’re evil, and I never would have guessed it.”
“Ravi, it is wonderful to meet you. I look forward to having a very long chat once we are settled at your clan’s home,” Sora’s mother said.
His father nodded. “Yes, we are eager to hear what trouble our son has gotten into while away from home.”
He looked tired and a little disheveled from the trip, but otherwise happy to be out of the plane. Sora’s mother, of course, looked perfectly put together.
Barely resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Sora pulled Ravi away from his parents and started introducing the rest of the members of the Sodalicium, including the kings of the earth and metal clans and their respective mates.
“A wind dragon!” King Chalo boomed.
He wasn’t a small man, built like a bodybuilder on steroids, his nose a touch too large for his narrow face, and with the lungpower to go with his large size. Sora winced, praying that no one in the vicinity spoke Swahili. He nearly groaned when the large man immediately switched to English. The Swiss would definitely know some English.
“I thought we were meeting with Alric and the Fire Dragon Clan.”
“Hush, Chalo. Can’t you see that Sora doesn’t want you drawing more attention to us?” Queen Diya chided, slapping her mate on the arm.
She, at least, didn’t look like the trip had exhausted her much, her dark brown hair pulled up in a high bun, makeup perfect. The lovely woman looked as if she were half the size of her nearly seven foot mate, but Sora knew from experience that she was quite good at handling the king of the Earth Dragons.
“I’m trying to get to the bottom of all this nonsense. My brain is fuzzy after spending so many hours away from the earth,” King Chalo grumbled, his bottom lip sticking out in a pout. Which was an odd expression on a man of his size.
Ravi bowed low to the couple again.
“Greetings, King Chalo and Queen Diya.” He turned and bowed to the much shorter king of the Metal Dragons and his mate. “Greetings, King Roca Mayta and Queen Anawarkhi. I am Ravi Burkhard, your honored guide to Burkhard Castle.”