Waking up I felt my hands running over their bodies on both sides, opening my eyes and looking from one girl to another who were lying next to me, clinging to me.
Running my hand over their backs and watching how they arched their backs even in their sleep and feeling how their breasts pressed themselves more and more against me, a smile appeared on my face.
Raising my hands and running them through their hair, I looked at the faces of the sleeping girls. If I had doubts before, then after the previous night, it became clearer to me why it was worth becoming stronger.
I liked watching the calm faces of my wives. It was still unusual for me to think about Cassandra and Samantha like that.
Trying not to wake them up, I started to get up from the bed, I could hear the disgruntled grumbling from the girls, lifting the harbinger who was still lying on the floor and changing his appearance to a more comfortable one.
Looking at the bed where the girls were sleeping, I tried to remember this moment in my memory, I could see drops of blood that were in those places where we first got to know each other with the girls.
Leaving the room, I felt pleasantly tired from the previous night, remembering Ni'Lim's words about how after battles one could splash out emotions and feelings in different ways, I now understood her words better.
Changing clothes to the academy uniform and touching the emblem, I was interested in whether some instructions had been given to me that the professor had spoken about.
Having made sure that nothing had arrived and having looked at the time, I did not ask the girls what time the training would start, I had doubts that it was early.
I had no desire to go to bed, I felt both a pleasant tiredness and a desire to do something, having gone to the kitchen and poured myself some tea, I sat down on the sofa and thought about what to do now.
If before only Keirin's safety depended on me, now I had to protect two wives as well, I understood that they were not weak or who needed to be strongly protected.
At least while we were at the academy, how long this would last I did not know, I needed to prepare for the moment when I would change race.
And the main thing is to find a place where girls can live without fear of being recognized as princesses when we disappear from the academy, checking the sphere and chaos again, which was at the same level as before. Feeling how the fears about changing the race receded, I sipped hot tea, which slightly burned my mouth.
I had an understanding that I would not be the only one deciding about the future place where we would live and thinking about I came to the conclusion that it would be better to ask the girls' opinion.
Putting down a cup of hot tea and closing my eyes, I plunged into my world where I watched the darkness in which the figures of all the tormentors except the wyvern were visible.
Looking into the darkness I thought that she could be behind the other tormentors but she was nowhere to be found, trying to feel her I felt a weak response but it did not come from the darkness.
Turning my head to the side from where I felt the response I was surprised to see a wyvern that had settled far from the stars that filled my inner world.
From her body came darkness that stretched towards the star of darkness, looking at her body it seemed strange to me why she looked bigger than when I summoned her. Apparently feeling me or my gaze, the wyvern opened her black eyes and looked at me with interest.
- So you're my enslaver, you can come in here. - I heard a woman's voice in my head that sounded like a child's voice trying to hiss.
The wyvern spread its wings and tried to attack me, but its claws and open mouth froze near me.
- So you can talk. - I said in surprise, watching the wyvern close its mouth in disappointment. - How did you survive and why can I hear your voice in my head?!
Having spread its wings again, the wyvern flew away from me and tried to release darkness at me by opening its mouth, but nothing came out no matter how hard the wyvern tried.
- Why can't I hurt my enslaver?! - The wyvern's voice roared in my head, forcing me to press my hand to my head.
I had thoughts about why the wyvern had no chance to harm me, but did it have the chance to attack the girls? Such a possibility made me afraid of the possible attack of the wyvern on the girls.
- Maybe you'll calm down and tell me why you can talk and how you stayed alive?! - I said irritably to the wyvern, who froze and flew up to me and looked into my eyes.
In her black eyes I saw how anger and rage filled the wyvern and then everything disappeared. At first I thought that I returned to the world, to my surprise I looked at myself all wounded.
Somehow I ended up in the wyvern's memories? I felt the wyvern's emotions of anger and fear as she felt my magic and sword penetrate her body.
She remembered how her relatives told her about the two-legged prey and that they were not dangerous and therefore thought that she would cope before the arrival of the forest dwellers she heard.
At first, the battle, as she was told, was easy and even boring, but after a while, the prey began to use magic that hurt her, causing her to experience fear for the first time in her life.
Trying to burn the prey and feeling how it was getting more and more painful, the wyvern wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible and fly away.
When she saw the staggering biped who was heading towards her, she could see that part of his body was burned and then the wyvern felt hope for a quick victory.
Many tried to survive her fire but all died and became her prey, waiting for the prey to come to her she tried to finish off the wounded biped and then she felt a great pain.
And the pain became stronger and stronger, spreading throughout her body, penetrating deeper, in desperation she tried to kill the prey with her tail, but even then the strange biped began to hurt her even more until the darkness blocked her view.
Finding herself in the darkness, she thought that she had died, but she was happy that the biped would also die, the wyvern did not believe that with such wounds he would survive.
She did not know how much time she spent in the darkness, no matter how the wyvern tried to get out of it, she had no opportunity.
As she began to think, she was overtaken by the punishment of her ancestors because she defiled her lineage by losing to the biped.
Closing her eyes and enjoying the darkness in which she was, she suddenly began to feel smells and sounds.
At first she thought that the darkness was playing with her, but the sounds and smell became louder until she began to see again.
The wyvern felt changes in her body but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't understand what had changed in her and then she heard the voice of the biped.
To her surprise and fear she understood what her prey was saying all her attempts to attack ended with her freezing the wyvern didn't understand why she couldn't attack and the main thing that scared her was why she, the proud royal wyvern, was following the orders of the biped?!
Once again feeling how everything was disappearing in front of me, I again found myself in my world, the wyvern was still looking at me with eyes full of anger.
- So my magic brought you back to life. - I said thoughtfully, examining the wyvern. - I just don't understand one thing: why didn't you try to talk to me earlier? And why is your body size different from when I summon you?
I could hear the wyvern growling as it folded its wings and looked from me to the star of darkness and the threads that stretched from the wyvern to the star.
- I didn't know that my enslaver would be able to understand me. - The wyvern's voice was heard, in which I felt her uncertainty in what she said. - Here my body becomes like this when I grow up, when the enslaver calls me and I return to my real size.
It was obvious to me that the wyvern was trying to find a reason why she hadn't tried to talk to me the whole time.
Her words about how she was taking on her adult size here and remembering how she looked when I summoned her made me wonder how old she was.
- As I saw, you know that you belong to the royal wyverns. - I said, raising my hand and began to move it over the scaly muzzle, the wyvern's gaze was fixed on me. - And what is your name?
I felt the wyvern sigh and close its eyes, opening them again I could see in them, in addition to anger, also melancholy.
- Our parents tell us who we are from childhood in the nest. - The wyvern said with a sigh. - My parents named me Kenli, the enslaver can call me whatever he wants.
From the wyvern's voice I could hear longing for her parents and, as I thought, for the nest that Canley was trying to hide.
- I also have a name, you can call me Alurik if we are alone, and if not, then Trey. - I said, looking into the black eyes of the wyvern. - If we find ourselves again in the lands where you come from, I will allow you to return to the nest for a short time.
I doubted that we would end up near the Avel capital again, but I wanted to get a chance to establish relations with the wyvern.
- Enslave.. Alurik promises if we end up in the lands where I come from, I will have the opportunity to return to the nest? - Wyvern tried to hide the excitement in her voice, but she did not succeed. - Do you promise with your life Alurik?
The wyvern stared at me, holding her breath. I understood that my words now determined what kind of relationship we would have with Kenley.
- I promise with my life that if we are in those lands again I will allow you to return to your nest for a while. - I said in a stern voice and unconsciously ran my hand over my arm, wanting to hurt it, and then ran my hand over the wyvern's face.
How much have I gotten used to hurting my hand that I start doing it unconsciously? Sighing, I began to understand why Keirin said that I needed to rest, to my surprise, my blood was visible in the place where I ran my hand.
Raising my hand, I saw a cut from which blood was dripping, I did not feel pain, the wyvern opened its mouth, ran its tongue over my wounded hand and, removing its tongue, closed its mouth.
- Now I believe you, your blood is old and there is power in it. - The wyvern said in a satisfied voice in my head.
I had a hard time understanding what Canley meant about old blood, was it possible that she meant my lineage from the Cray Empire?
About the power in the blood that the wyvern spoke of, I thought she meant that I was the chosen one.
- How old are you, Kenley? - I asked the wyvern cautiously.
I didn't know how long wyverns lived or how their age could be determined, and I didn't remember Professor Craig talking about that.
- I am forty years old, for my species I am still young even to find a partner. - The wyvern answered, trying to add tension to her voice. - Why do you need to know my age, Alurik?
Sighing because Canley misunderstood my question and trying to explain to her the reason for my question, after hearing the explanation, the wyvern began to relax.
- Now I understand, my kind lives a long time, we are considered adults at two hundred years old and we live for more than a thousand years. - Kenli's thoughtful voice was heard.
Now it was clear to me why she was still considered a child and her voice was like a child's.
- It's time for me to go back, if I need you I'll call you Kenli. - I said returning to the world.
Opening my eyes, I was surprised to see Samantha sitting in front of me, looking at me with interest, her hair falling from her shoulders onto her clothes, which were partially unbuttoned.