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Ella sighed softly to herself. She didn’t want to get snappy with the dragon but she felt the need to lecture him. “[i]Now[/i]” She paused for a second. “[i]Don’t take this the wrong way, but. . . shouldn’t you have already pick someone by now? You’ve only had umm a while to pick them out.[/i]” She pointed out before shaking her head. “[i]Just never mind.[/i]” She said softly through their connection. Before her mother opened the door, her finger coming up to hold off her mother as the two talked things out. She had her little fight with her mother before Emery started to angrily yell at her. Ella flinched a little at the sound. “[i]Could you, NOT, yell in my head?[/i]” she inquired before sighing again wanting to rub her face from the stress of today but couldn’t. “[i]If you want to be angry, please yell at my mother and not me if you can still connect at her.[/i]” she finished before her hand finally dropped.

“Mother please, I am doing my job, back off. Emery is not happy with your impatient and taking it out on my head, so please.” Ella said to her mother, her mother’s lips pressing into a thin line of unimpressed emotions, but she didn’t say anything and the man was brought back in. She worked her way through the people, surprised Emery had quieted down. However, that didn’t stop Ella from being slightly distracted as she worked. She wanted to know how things were coming along and how Emery got so distracted that he connected without realizing it. When Emery came in herself she was glancing out the window before she smiled at him and greeted him like any other.

They got onto the topic of the story, the tale that everyone knew. She couldn’t help but title her head slightly as her brought up a different version then the one she knew, or many others. Having titled her head in the curiosity, her head piece almost fell over, her eyes flickered with panic for a section as her hands came up to steady it as her head became straight again. She couldn’t hide the soft blush of embarrassment of her mess up. She hoped the man didn’t say anything or bring up her mistake to others. It would really hurt her as not only a person but as high priestess. She pressed her lips in a thin line of worry before forcing a smile on her lips. “I’d love to hear the tale your father told you. But perhaps you’re right and I’ll begin with mine.” She said trying to get herself back on track.

“A long time ago, this island was always being attacked by those of the mainland. We had many things which they wanted; they also wanted to control this little island for political control. The people did all they could to fend off the invaders, but quickly we lost our own home. However, that did not stop the battles and deaths. The different powers of the mainland fought for control of our island, until one day a dragon came from the top of the mountain . There was an old woman who lived were our temple stands now. When the dragon appeared before her , she did not show fear. She got down on her knees and bowed before the dragon. When the old woman raised her head she looked to the dragon who had yet to say anything. The dragon’s voice boomed into her mind startling the old woman. He said ‘this island has been my home for many years, if you choice to worship me forever I shall save your people or shall destroy everything and keep any from returning to my home.’ The old woman started to cry and spoke out loud to the dragon. ‘Please, save our lands and I shall make all the people remember you as a hero of this land. We will build you a shrine and forever worship you.’ In that very moment the dragon connected with humans for the very first time and agreed to the woman’s terms. Ever since that day my family line has acted as high priestess’ for the dragon and their kin.”

Ella left out the part about the deal the old woman had to make. That every 500 years a human must be given to the dragon, a human of their choice. Ella started to title her head again before remembering what happened last time. “I’d like to hear your story now if that is okay? I promise it will not offend me and I’m sure if our mighty hero of our lands is listening it shall interest to hear other version then the one that has been passed to priestess to priestess.”