The Conquered Beast (Continued 4)

The fire crackled and burned bright giving off a slight blue hue has it ate away at the branches. As the sun disappeared the temperature dropped noticeably. I scooted myself closer to the warmth wishing I had brought a jacket or blanket or anything. It wasn’t long before Gorgavitch came trudging back through the woods with two deers hanging from his mouth.

“I figured you could eat what you want then I’ll eat whatever is leftover.” He spoke after setting the deer on the ground.

“Thank you. I certainly cannot even eat a whole deer by myself,” I chuckled while suddenly realizing that I have never cooked for myself in my life.

“You look a little perturbed. Would you like some assistance cutting it up so you can cook it?” He offered crouching close to me so his face was inches away from mine.

I gave him a look. “Actually now that you mention it I would like some help with that, but I just had the realization that I’ve never cooked anything for myself.” I admitted, staring into his golden eyes.

He let out a quick laugh which caused warm breath to throw my hair out of my face. “Imagine that. A princess living in a castle never learning how to cook for herself.” He started to tease.

Now it was my turn to laugh. “Me? A princess? No, that would be my half sister who is now technically the queen. I honestly don’t even consider her family. She has never treated me like I belonged.” I sighed, “But no one ever let me near the kitchen. It can’t be that hard though, right?”

“Don’t look at me. I’m the one who prefers my meat raw,” he chuckled, while using his claws to cut up the meat into manageable chunks.

“I’ll just stab this stick through this chunk of meat and turn it until it looks good. I am sorry in advance if I throw up.” I shrugged, while stabbing a stick through a piece of meat. After a few tries and more than a couple of pieces of charred meat later I was able to at least not burn it. Gorgavitch was amused the entire time while he ate his raw meat.

Once we were done eating my mind started to wonder back to the questions I wanted to ask my new friend. “So is there a reason why you need me to help save your species? I’m just having trouble wrapping my head around how a creature like you could possibly need the help from a human.” I leaned against the side of him letting the food settle in my stomach.

“Well it’s not even just my species. It is everyone on this earth that we would be saving. There is one particularly evil creature that happens to be part of my race who has the ability to freeze anything his breath touches. His name is Slytherix and he decimated everything when he was walking this earth. A long time ago there was a war that almost destroyed everything. He has been imprisoned for centuries, but he has figured out a way to escape. He disappeared a few days ago and I have been trying to warn everyone that I can but most discredit me due to age or how I look. I need you to help me spread the word to as many people as you can. People will listen to you. They will hunt me.” His voice trailed off as he rested his head next to me.

“I wish people would listen to me. It feels like I’m talking to walls whenever I speak so I tend to stay quiet.” I replied.

“My people will listen to you and that’s a start.” He spoke confidently. “They need to be reminded that humans can be good a desrve to have a fighting chance in this world.”

“I’ll speak to who I must, but I cannot guarantee that they will listen to me. I don’t even know what to say.” I agreed with a slight hesitation. “How many are there of your kind?”

“I’ve lost track over the years, but there are far fewer of us than what there used to be. I know of five who are alive for sure, and I’ll make sure they don’t kill you when they see you. Their fear blinds their judgement sometimes.” He explained.

“I’m sure they have a good reason for fearing humans. Is that where you are taking me?” I muttered, understandingly.

“No, I’m taking you to my home and they are going to meet us there. They have to travel even longer than us.” He replied, glancing around at the dark sky. “We should be on our way. We should be there by morning.” He added, while standing to stretch.

I covered the remaining coals with water and dirt to put it out before we started the last part of the beginning of our adventure. My mind was sifting through the information that was given to me over the past few days and I kept finding more questions to ask. “Gorgavitch, if you don’t mind me asking, how old are you?” I asked unable to help my curiosity.

“Three hundred and seven,” he replied with a chuckle. “And I’m the youngest that I’ve encountered so far. Hop on.” He crouched so I could get onto his back.

I climbed onto his back and nestled into the spot where I was sitting before. “Wow. I’ve been told that I’m old at twenty obviously humans live much shorter lives though. How long does your kind typically live?”

“A thousand or so years depending on if we are killed or not before then.” He spoke casually.

“I couldn’t imagine living for thousands of years. It must get so lonely sometimes.” I responded.

“Sometimes, yes it’s lonely, but most of the time it is very peaceful.” He assured me as he leapt off the ground causing me to grab onto his neck.

To be continued…

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