The Last Dragon Rider

The Kingdom of Sgail Shithiche (The Fairy)

The Zerrin continued to fly low, under which Tara and Altaf were still riding horses to follow the Zerrin carrying Alaric. All through the night, they left the people they had helped.

"Zerrin! Keep going west. Don't get too far! We'll be here soon!" tara shouted, she kept driving her horse quickly.

Tara does not want the Gorian magic knights to survive and follow them to Sgail Shithiche, Tara didn't want Calder Hall to attack them when all the royal high-ranking members were going to the other side of the elven country to find allies against Calder Hall.

"Altaf, hurry! I want us to get to Shithiche soon" said Tara.

"Sgail Shinthiche?! Isn't that the city of the elves?" inwardly Altaf, he recalled the map of Zion and likened it to the map he stole during the battle at Cornhill from one of the Gorian warriors.

"Hm, so the map given by Zion is a map of the elves and the entire Gorian? Unlike the map I stole that there is no explanation about elves, dragons, and dwarves are also giants. 

"Hm, this is so weird! I guess it's all just a fairy tale that turns out to be true," Altaf's inner self, he realized that the vast difference between the elf map and the human race map was too much of a drawback.

"Just teach! Humans rarely have a sixth sense so cannot see other races. Moreover, they used magic," Altaf's inner being, he still turned his head to his right-hand side.

"Where is Sgail Shinthiche?" altaf's mind, "hm, am I among the lucky ones?" inwardly Altaf, he is still confused looking for the meaning of his presence among the chosen and great people.

"Tara, so Sgail Shithiche, is there really?" altaf asked, wanting to know the hidden truth.

"Yes, of course! I was one of the residents of Sgail Shithiche," said Tara, he kept driving his horse.

Zerrin only silently flew low while Alaric was still asleep on his back. Zerrin did not expect in his youth he had to come and fro with Alaric

"Why is destiny so terrible? Who's Calder Hall? Why would he be able to tame a dragon and master such a terrifying magic knight? What exactly happened? 

"I'm too young to know this much but, I'll find out later in Sgail Shithiche. Tara said, I'll know a lot there about my ancestors!" inner Tara.

"Who are my mother and father? The humans have it, and then me? There's no way I'm from a rock!" inner Zerrin, he continued to flap his wings to arrive at Sgail Shithiche.

In a waterfall and steep hill, filled with thick shrubs and dark forest, Tara stops. He pulled the reins and Zerrin stopped in mid-air and still flapping his mining wings, Altaf stopped just behind Tara Dale.

"Thainig am flr a bha fo bhlth dhachaigh leis an eun beag a bha air challenge.  Fosgail geatachan tighe mo dhentuchais! Is mise Tara Dale ag iarraidh gum fosgail gruagaichean Sgail Shithiche!

(The flower that blooms comes home with the little bird that is missing. Open the gate of my birthplace! I'm Tara Dale asking for the gate of Sgail Shithiche to open)!"  tara said with a melodious song.

A door opened between the waterfalls stretched wide with flowers and silver-haired elf warriors in blue armor lined up and bowed respectfully to Tara Dale by crossing the sword in the chest they're.

Gluey!

Altaf and Zerrin gulped and now they realized Tara's high position in Shithiche Town. They felt ashamed all this time to consider Tara's position as they were.

"To be fair, Tara has a different charm. Is she a queen? The king's daughter or what?" inwardly Altaf, he grew even more afraid that Tara would punish them.

For the sake of courtesy Zerrin also walked on the ground behind Storm and Altaf also Clag. All the silver-haired and blue-clothed warriors peered towards the Zerrin, they were gobsmacked.

"Tha an Dragon Urramach seo gu math modhail agus breagha (Your Majesty, this dragon is very polite and beautiful)," said a person there.

Zerrin only scrunched his forehead he was as stupid as Alaric, who did not understand Gaelic at all. It's just a coincidence sometimes they can use Gaelic because of something that pushes inside them.

"What are they talking about?" inner Zerrin was curious, "assuming Alaric didn't faint!" inner Zerrin. 

Altaf was equally confused and dumbfounded he did not understand what they were saying. 

"Zerrin ..," call Altaf, in his telepathy he seeks to connect with Zerrin.

"Yes, Altaf! Don't ask me what they're talking about! I don't know at all! I just wanted to ask you a question," Zerrin said in essence.

"Oh, I thought you knew! What if they want to bewitch us into frogs and lizards? Are we going to eat vegetables again here?" altaf asked in horror at imagining that.

"Eitherway! If they just bewitch us, it's still pretty good. It means we're still alive. What if they cut me up and cook me?" zerrin was horrified.

"Nga! No one wants to eat a dragon!" altaf.

"Yes, that's the human race. What about elves? No guarantee, for that here? It should be before we get in here, we ask first!" Zerrin.

"We've trusted Tara! Hm, is Tara the queen or the king's daughter?" ask Altaf curiously.

"Eitherway! We'll find out later" replied Zerrin.

The two silently continued walking slowly past the rows of silver-haired warriors and beautiful flowers and ponds filled with lotus flowers and fish.

Altaf and Zerrin looked at it all in amazement, "Zerrin, I feel like I want to take a bath! I forgot when we last took a shower!" altaf.

"Curtain! I'm a female! It's weird that I take a shower with a man" Zerrin said.

"Well! Yee, at least I wouldn't want a dragon!" altaf was upset, "what am I?" sewotnya.

Tara descends from her horse in front of a large beautiful door with gold-colored carvings and colorful flower tendrils more beautiful than Calvala.

A woman in a long maroon dress stood with silver hair bunned and a silver tiara with a sapphire blue stone at the top of the head.

"Is she a queen?" inner Zerrin and Altaf. 

The two followed what Tara did, bending over and crossing her right hand on the chest.