Chapter 2

"This is it?"

"Yep. It was previously known as Arcanum Mountain Range, but after Alciel bought it and became its lord, it was renamed to Dragon Nest Mountain Range."

"...I can't believe that he was so close to me all this time. If I didn't choose to stay in the Land of Shadows and continue my search, I would've found him earlier."

Scáthach, the Queen of Land of Shadows stared at the mountain range that was mostly covered by mist. From time to time, roars coming from a dragon can be heard and silhouette of a dragon can be seen.

With eyes full of longing, she stared at the mountain range as if a wife who saw her husband who has been away for years.

Aífe, sister of Scáthach, was standing a few steps beside her and staring at the face of her sister with a small smile.

A lot of people seems to be put off by people who has no feelings, who look emotionless and heartless, and that don't really get attached, just like her sister.

But for Aífe, those types of people are the one who can love the most. Those are the individuals that love the hardest when they do love someone. And that is why they are so cut off, and have these all sorts of boundaries, and this sense of distance that no one seems to close.

These people are scared and not open to commitment because they know, if they love someone, they will give the one they love their all, they will be there for them, they be loyal to them, they will struggle for them.

So even though they look like they don't care, deep down they love the hardest.

Just like what Scáthach now is to Alciel Buné.

Aífe still remember it like it was yesterday. How that 5-year-old boy stumbled into their house to steal some food, and how a 5-year-old Scáthach almost skewered him with a small spear.

It was the beginning of how an apathetic child like Scáthach fell so hard for the boy who broke all her defenses and boundaries, close their distance, and went straight to her heart.

Aífe fell for him too if she was being honest. Why else would she use magic to extend her life and use that to travel the land and looking for clue about his whereabouts.

They don't really know that Alciel was a devil at that time, all they know was that he can turn into dragon and so they have been searching for dragons to ask them.

"The reason why he disappeared and left us was because their faction started a great war and he was called to participate. He probably don't want us to get involved." Said Aífe.

Scáthach snorted, "No matter. I'll put some holes in his body to remind him that I can also penetrate him and not just the other way around."

Aífe rolled her eyes. She can tell how pent up her sister is from those words alone. Though she may look indifferent, Scáthach has one of the most active sex drive than anyone she met.

She and Alciel started having sex when they were 13 in the name of 'friendship of thighs', Aífe doesn't even know what that means until she was 16 and started joining them.

"You really are sexually frustrated," Aífe groaned as Scáthach just scoffs, "What? Is masturbating not satisfying you enough?"

Flicking her hair, Scáthach glared at her sister, "Unlike you, I don't do with fingers. I just go and slaughter those ghosts to relieve my stress."

"Hey, I take offense to that. Just so you know, I went to Greece a couple centuries ago and they have this fake-dicks they call dildo."

Scáthach gave her a disgusted look before turning towards the mountain range. She took a deep breath before bolting towards it in great speed.

Aífe could only cover her ears and eyes at the loud "boom!" that resounded the moment Scáthach went straight to the mountain range.

Giving a tired groan, Aífe could only follow her sister as she too wanted to see the man she regarded as the most important person in her life.

Aífe quickly caught up to Scáthach as they traverse the misty mountain range. However, they couldn't even get far when they were immediately stopped by a dragon who stood in front of them.

It is a western dragon with black shadowy body and flaming red eyes, it stood at ten meters in height with two pairs of pitch black flaming wings.

"A high-level dragon huh," Aife whistled in amazement. During her travels in search for Alciel, she rarely encountered dragons of this level.

But now, they haven't even gotten far yet and they already encountered one.

She summomed her spear, as did Scáthach and they prepared for battle. However, the dragon's nose twitched as it sniffed the air before staring at Scáthach and Aífe in confusion.

The dragon pondered for a moment before deciding to ask, "Women, why do you have the scent of our king?"

"What scent?" Aífe raised a brow before quickly sniffing herself. She doesn't smell bad does she? She swore she took a bath before leaving the Land of Shadow. She does not want having some bad odor knowing that she would probably roll the sheets with Alciel if they do found him.

"Are you talking about Alciel?" Asked Scáthach as she stared at the dragon. She asked this because she knew that she has never been close to anyone but Alciel...well, except for those ghosts she slaughtered to relieve some stress and boredom.

The dragon did not answer and merely stared at the two of them, it then slowly extended its claw at them, "May I? I mean you no harm, this I swear in my name as Loushe, the Shadow Flame Dragon."

Scáthach and Aífe stared at each other before nodding. Dragons were prideful and noble creatures who treats their names and titles as a treasure greater than anything in the world.

They only gave their name and title to someone worthy of their respect, or if they wanted to keep an oath.

Once they gave their names and promise, they will absolutely do what they says even if it cost them their lives. Bringing shame and disgrace to a dragon's name is a humiliation enough for them to end their lives.

They nodded. Though they did make some countermeasures just in case the dragon go back on its words...which is unlikely, but you can never be too careful.

The Dragon tapped the ground below the girls with its claw and a black magic circle materialized itself.

As Scáthach and Aífe prepared for battle, thinking that the dragon has deceived them, they felt a hot sensation on their necks.

To the dragon's amazement, a small magic crest with a dragon head appeared on the right side of their necks.

"Buné Clan's crest, and dragon's mating mark...you two are really related to our king." Said the shadow flame dragon in...excitement? The girls couldn't tell.

"Oh really?" Aífe immediately thought of Alciel, after all she was the only man she had been intimate with since she was just a kid, and he's also part dragon.

Scáthach softly caressed the place where the mark was located. She doesn't even know that she had this mark, and she knew her body the most.

"A dragon's mating mark is a sign of eternal love. For a dragon, copulating is just something done for fun with anyone and to increase our species. They would meet, greet, and do the deed before leaving to continue with their lives. However, giving someone your mark means you wanted to only be with that particular being and would not be with someone else."

The dragon pointed his large claw at the mark on Aife's neck, "It is a symbol of commitment. To receive the mark, the male dragon must bite the neck of the female, and the two must have deep feelings of love for one another, if not the mark would not appear. At the same time, the mark would disappear if any of the two committed acts of adultery and infidelity."

Aífe grinned as she touched the mark, "So this here proves that the three of us remained loyal to one another despite centuries of not seeing each other? Nice! I knew I picked a good man."

Scáthach rolled her eyes at her sister, but agreed with her. Though honestly, she couldn't really care less if Alciel want to be with other women, he's a dragon after all. A greedy and lustful creature, not to mention a devil.

"Honestly, I am surprised," said Loushe in thoughtful tone, "Dragons may be lustful, but we are monogamous creatures and never look for other mates if the other dies...the two of you possessed the mark of my king, which is honestly surprising."

"Is your King Alciel Buné?" Asked Scáthach, feeling an emotion she had almost forgotten...excitement and longing.

Loushe nodded, "Indeed, do you want me to take you to him?"

"Oh yeah!" Aífe grinned, pumping her fist, "It's been centuries, we want to meet him so badly!"

Loushe hummed before he lowered his body, "Hop on. I will take you to him. If I remember correctly his majesty should be in the dragon's nest for dragon hatchlings."

Scáthach and Aífe nodded at each other as they climbed on the back of the dragon. "Careful now, I'm taking off." Cautioned the dragon as he flapped his wings and took off.

It didn't take them long before they arrived in a large wide field with nests and large eggs and little dragons crawling and flying around.

However, the girls did not pay attention to them and searched the entire field, with their keen eyesight they spotted a handsome young man laying down beside a small dragon with a peaceful smile.

The girls barely held their tears back as they asked the dragon to land near the young man.

The young man woke up from his sleep upon noticing Loushe landing next to him. He was about to return to sleep, when he noticed two familiar girls on the back of the dragon.

The two looks like they could barely hold their tears back and the young man couldn't help but give them a smile.

"Aífe, Scáthach...It has been a long time."