Pregnant and Mated to Three Kings

Beckoning Fire

Draven Fireheart, The Dragon Sovereign

As I spread my wings, the winds embraced me, carrying me aloft into the boundless expanse of the Nyxian skies.

From above, I beheld the majestic spires of our citadels, reaching skyward like ancient sentinels guarding our realm. Each tower gleamed with the luster of precious metals and rare jewels.

Below, the land unfurled in a patchwork of emerald forests, shimmering lakes, and rugged mountains, all bowing to the might of the Dragon Shifters. Rivers snaked through the landscape like silver ribbons, carrying the lifeblood of our kingdom to every corner of our domain.

As I soared higher, the air crackled with the raw power of magic, the very essence of our kind pulsating through the ether. It filled me with a sense of pride and belonging, reminding me of my duty as the guardian of Nyxia and its people.

Flapping my wings harder, I launched myself higher into the atmosphere.

Your Imperial Highness, came the cautionary voice of one of my guards through the telepathic link that bound us. His name was Draegan, a fierce warrior whose loyalty to me was unwavering.

But in that moment, his words fell on deaf ears as I continued my ascent, driven by a restless longing in my heart.

Higher and higher I flew, the air thinning around me with each beat of my wings. Yet still I soared, propelled by a desperate need to escape the suffocating weight of my loneliness. Even surrounded by my guards, I felt a profound sense of isolation, a gnawing emptiness that no amount of power or wealth could fill.

As I broke through the sea of clouds, the world below vanished, swallowed by a blanket of mist and sky. I hovered there, suspended between heaven and earth, my wings beating rhythmically to keep me aloft. And there, in the vast expanse of the heavens, I turned my gaze to the sun, its golden rays warming my hardened scales.

I allowed myself to dream of a future I had long yearned for. I envisioned a day when I would bring my soulmate here, our bond forged in the fire of destiny. Together, we would soar through the heavens, our children riding upon our backs, their laughter echoing across the skies. Gone would be the days of harlotry and fleeting lovers.

Draegen emerged through the clouds, disrupting my reverie as I gazed dazedly into the sun.

Your Majesty, his voice resonated in my thoughts. We must descend. The air grows thin, and you may soon run out of breath.

I turned my gaze to him, his form illuminated by the golden light. His eyes pleaded with me, a silent plea for me to heed his warning.

Do you think me feeble, Draegen? I asked through the draconic link. Do you doubt my strength?

Draegen bowed his head, his long dragon neck lowering before me in a gesture of humility.

I do not underestimate you, Your Grace, he replied. But even the mightiest of dragons have their limits.

I ignored his apology, knowing that he spoke out of concern for my safety. We may be creatures of sky and fire and magic, but even we were not immune to the harsh realities of our existence.

Turning my attention back to the sun, I found myself consumed by a sudden wave of vulnerability.

How did it feel when you found Naela? I asked, surprising both him and myself with the question.

Your Grace? Draegen's voice betrayed his disbelief at my uncharacteristic inquiry.

I met his gaze, saying nothing more as I waited for his response.

Complete, Your Highness, Draegen replied after a moment.

The word echoed inside my hollow heart, stirring emotions I had long buried beneath layers of duty and obligation.

You should bring Naela and the children here.

I... I will, Your Majesty.

I huffed, preparing to dive down from the heights above when a strange stirring echoed within my heart. It was as if something ancient and powerful had awakened, calling out to me in a way I had never experienced before.

The beckoning of the fated bond.

It was the first time in my long, immortal life that I had felt such a sensation, and yet, somehow, I knew exactly what it was. Though difficult to explain, the intensity of the connection left no room for doubt. But as I scanned the skies below, I found no one within my line of sight to account for this newfound yearning.

Draegen must have sensed my unease, for he spoke up. Are you well, my King? What bothers you?

I did not answer him. Instead, with a determined resolve, I dove down, my powerful wings propelling me through the dense clouds.

Your Majesty! Draegen's voice echoed through the link, but I paid it no heed.

My mind was consumed with the overwhelming realization that the Gods had answered my prayers. For the first time in my existence, I could sense the call of my mate from afar, her presence a beacon of light in the darkness of my solitude.

As I burst through the last of the clouds, the world below stretched out before me in all its majestic splendor. And though I could not yet see her, I knew she was out there, waiting for me to find her. With every beat of my wings, I drew closer to her, my heart racing with anticipation.

For in that moment, I knew that nothing else mattered. All I wanted was to seize her, to hold her in my arms and claim her as mine for all eternity. And as I soared ever closer to my destined mate, I could feel the weight of centuries of loneliness lifting from my soul, replaced by the promise of a love that transcended time itself.

The wind rushed past me, whipping at my scales as I plummeted with controlled grace. With every passing moment, the world blurred around me, the landscape rushing up to meet me with breathtaking speed.

The Imperial Castle faded into the distance behind me, and I pressed onward, my wings slicing through the air. The lands of the dragon kingdom blurred beneath me as I headed south, towards the territories of the humans.

Could it be her? I wondered, my mind fleeting back to the Treaty Ball two months ago. Could that human be my destined mate? How did I not feel it before?

But there was no time for questions. I needed to act, and swiftly. Time seemed to race by in a blur as I urged myself onward, my dragon guards trailing behind me in swift pursuit.

Through the telepathic link that connected us, I could hear the murmurs of my guards as they coordinated amongst themselves.

Summon the royal guard, Draegen commanded. We must follow the King.

A smirk tugged at the corners of my lips. Draegen was indeed insightful, always one step ahead. But now was not the time for idle thoughts, not when the pulsing ache of the mate bond throbbed within me, urging me ever onward.

As day gave way to night, the landscape below shifted from lush forests to sprawling meadows dotted with quaint human settlements. The air hummed with anticipation as I neared Meadow Brook, the source of the irresistible call that had drawn me here.

With a final powerful beat of my wings, I descended upon the town, the thunderous roar of my approach stirring a commotion among the villagers below. Some looked up in awe, while others fled in terror, their screams mingling with the rushing wind.

Ignoring the chaos around me, I focused my gaze on the central structure of the town, a white and gray edifice that stood out amidst the surrounding buildings. With practiced ease, I landed amidst the crowd, the earth trembling beneath the weight of my arrival.

With a surge of magic, I shifted from my draconic form to that of a human, my muscles and bones rearranging themselves in a fluid motion. Naked and exposed, I stood amidst the terrified onlookers, my gaze unwavering.

Moments later, Draegen appeared at my side, his human form mirroring mine as he offered me my armor and robes with a respectful bow. I accepted the garments with a nod.

"My King, might I dare ask," Draegen began, "Why are we here in the human territories?"

I looked at him for a moment.

"I will soon be complete, Draegen," I said, pointing to the town hall. "My destiny awaits me inside that building."