The Super Blue Blood Moon

Conspiracy

Draca sat down, looking at Reta's pale face. He did not think that the girl he was looking for was in a cold palace.

"What are you thinking?" the half-hearted lady who was the Queen joined in, sitting beside Draca.

"Nothing, it's just that I didn't expect Mom to find her" he said, and the woman smiled.

"So, this girl is Meira's daughter?" The queen guessed and Draca nodded.

"It looks so good, but why are you saying that it's so unpredictable?" ask the Queen who was quite excited this time.

Draca sighed. "Have you seen that Deer girl?" And the Queen nodded. "Then, maybe he wouldn't care about anything. Friend and pongah but now, just to protect the Deer girl, she had to be injured as badly as this. Sometimes, I wonder if she's really the Meira I know?" said Draca who even now grabbed Reta's unconscious hand.

"You jealous?" The queen seduced Draca who made her turn and look at her mother with a face full of denial.

The old woman smiled. "Alright, I'll leave you," he stood up but suddenly stopped and Draca looked at him in surprise. "This is the first time, I feel like you care about someone deep enough. Draca, try to understand how you feel. Before you regret it for being so bad if a relationship is filled with lies," his now-departed advice leaves Draca unbearable silence.

"Sara ..." Reta's delirious voice. Draca tried to restore his cold expression.

"No Sara!" this time Reta screamed and sat down with tears flowing.

"Why?" Draca asked making Reta surprised.

"You! What are you doing here!" The sound of the Reta rises an octav.

"I'm the one who's supposed to ask, what are you doing here? Don't you have to be in the kingdom of Phoenix in preparation for our wedding?"

Reta was silent, she couldn't possibly explain why she could just get here.

"Your Majesty, allow me to take care of princess Meira," exclaimed someone who made Reta and Draca distract her.

"Darasiya, is that you?" draca asked and the slightly dark-skinned woman nodded.

Reta was gaping, she felt very familiar with this woman before her.

"Adel .." call Reta in a soft voice that instantly makes Draca and the woman named Darasiya look at her.

"He is Darasiya, the son of Mataraya's uncle who has been guarding the Queen. How can you name everyone as you please?" draca's protest was very clueless as to what Meiranya's daughter was thinking.

Reta was silent, starting to control herself. He should never act rashly or recklessly again. Reta has lost Sara and now she has to fight for Adel.

Seeing Reta wasn't trying to deny it. "Darasiya, do your duty. You don't have to feel sorry for me. I'll give you the gift you want if you can hide Meira's daughter quickly" Draca's promise that makes Darasiya sparkle and Reta can only stare at her cynically.

Darasiya also began to check the state of Reta and it was enough to make Reta keep looking at her. Reta really did not expect if this woman in front of him was Adel who he tried to look for all this time and what made him disappointed more than anything was because Adel showed the same symptoms as Akira, that is not remembering it.

Really, the work will be harder. Reta had to figure out how to make her two best friends remember her and then they could figure out how they were going to come back.

"How's Darasiya doing?" Draca's question is enough to bring Reta's consciousness back.

"It's better, it's just that the wings haven't improved. Your Majesty needs to flow energy to accelerate its growth because you have the same flow of power" said the polite Darasiya and again make Reta gaping. This woman is very far from Adel's very critical attitude. Is Reta wrong to recognize people?

"Well, you may go" Draca and Darasiya ordered, bowing and leaving, but he suddenly turned around.

"It's best to transfer energy, use a place that's so quiet" Darasiya suggested.

"Alright .." replied Draca, agreeing.

Darasiya finally really left, leaving Reta with her reflection and Draca who watched her carefully, trying to guess what she was thinking.

"I've found Nania, you don't have to worry about her" said Draca, who tried to make Reta less sad.

Reta. "really? Where's she? I want to see it!" Her voice sounded so excited that Draca slightly raised the corner of her lips.

"Together with Sadiya, the girl who brought you here" he explained and Reta still showed her doubts.

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you." Draca approached and showed a screen like a flash of someone's memory and Sara was having fun with a pile of snow.

Reta immediately let out a long breath. It was great to see that his friend was okay.

"How did you find him?" Reta was curious about this.

"Someone wanted to sell it and I found it while trying to find you" said Draca, who was so short and unable to satisfy Reta.

When Reta wanted to ask again, Draca preceded her. "As we go, I need to heal you. We don't have much time to prepare for the wedding" Draca said, prompting Reta to disagree. However, the shadow of the war that would be created if he did not do so, made him really horrified just by thinking about it.

Reta showed no response, so Draca took the initiative to carry her. Take him flying and Reta is still preoccupied with conflicting thoughts.

Even the snow filled the hills did not make him feel amazed. Reta really felt like she had to think things over seriously, it seemed like only she could be relied upon for a while.

"Did you meet Arslaan and Marshal while trying to leave?" Draca's question dissolved his thoughts. Reta was a little surprised listening to an unusual question from Draca.

"No, I don't need to meet them. I was thinking I just needed to take Nania away" Reta said bluntly. Draca's face turned calmer.

"Is Nania so important?" Draca asked again, not with cold words. It's pretty soft and it's suspicious for Reta.

However, they had arrived at a cave. This time it was not filled with ice. Even the air around was so warm. Reta is still in Draca's sling, trying to go through the mouth of the cave to the inside and Reta is amazed by the view in the middle of the cave. Wide enough with many flower plants, there was a small, wiry pond filled with colorful fish roaming around cheerfully.

"This, like a manicured spot," muttered Reta involuntarily.

"I took care of him" said Draca, who immediately made Reta distrustful. Just imagine, a rude and cruel man seemed to be able to have art, even the patience to take care of plants and fish? Isn't this ridiculous enough?

"It's like you're not sure enough." Draca guesses and Reta flicks her shoulders.

"I think there's only a thousand strategies in your brain?" satirically Reta and Draca smiled slantedly.

Draca managed to make Reta sit on a grass and after that, he sat next to Reta. "I have a plant-growing powder from the fox race," he said, which instantly made Reta guess who gave Draca the powder.

"I think Alika is more compatible with you. He understands you better than anyone." There was a tinge of bitterness to Reta's words, making Draca look at her.

"Then what about you? Since the accident you've changed a lot. Not as childish as you used to be, even you seem to reject me," he asked, his sharp eyes tracing the pale face of Reta.

Reta sighs, she knows that Draca will always doubt her on many occasions. "I don't remember you" she lied, "and I don't want to marry anyone, either" Reta said, apparently tired of explaining it to Draca.

"This marriage has been a deal for hundreds of years. Neither me nor anyone can prevent it. You just need to obey what I say and I'll take care of the rest."

This time Draca began to drain energy on Reta, making the girl close her eyes and begin to feel a flow that was able to make the pain in her body parts fade.

Reta opened her eyes as she felt that the energy she sent her body was gone. Capturing the cold face of Draca which gives the impression of its own opium.

Stupid, if Reta says she doesn't like it. However, as hard as possible he tried to suppress this sense of attraction. Draca is dangerous, mysterious and cunning, Reta can't face this man for too long because she doesn't have a broad mind like Adel or Alika's daughter.

"What are you thinking?" Draca grabs some of Reta's messy hair and slips it behind the girl's ears.

The intense gazes of the two, for some reason ushered in a radiating warmth. Reta desperately tried to control the vibrations emanating from her heart.

"To you with all your mysterious plans. What do you want? Power? So endearing?" A row of questions came out of Reta's mouth and it was seen once Draca's face changed.

"You need to be desperate to reach an irresistible assertion," Draca's murmured that this time even her body began to lean, approaching Reta made her a little clumsy.

"Nearly? I think everyone has it, only the difference is in which path you will walk, right or wrong" said Reta who seems to have contracted Adel's critical formula this time. Maybe, when he came home later he could enter the social debate team that is quite popular at his school.

With just a quick pull, their bodies clung together and their faces were only a few inches away.

"When are you going to criticize me?" Draca's warm breath touches Reta's skin, making her even more uncomfortable. Reta tries to retreat, but Draca's faster hand prevents her from making her unable to escape.

"What do you want to do?" he asked nervously as the brand's forehead and nose stuck together.

"Give a lesson to your critical mouth" he said, who then began to pulverize Reta's lips without hesitation.

Reta was in shock at first and after that she attempted to rid herself of Draca. However, Reta's body is still healing, and the lack of experience in overcoming sudden attacks like this, making Reta can not do anything but surrender, following the flow of the game that Draca began.

Unfortunately, at this time Reta began to get used to the moss and small bites Draca. Reta was lulled with this fondling, she looked like a bitch in need of a caress, disgusting.

"Draca stop!" rancaunya who tried to revive himself from this crazy and passionate mind.

Draca let go, his gaze still can not be separated from the reddened face Reta, the movement of breath up and down seemed to make Draca can not release the interesting thing in front of him now.

For the second time, Draca attacked Reta and this time he did not allow any kind of rebellion.

"You are mine" he whispered, who removed his lips and turned to the neck of the Reta level, trying to play around there. In fact, both hands had managed to strip off one by one the cloth that covered Reta's body, separating the milky-white smooth skin.

Reta has been completely deceived by Draca's treatment and goes through a full moon night with her.

There is no compelling reason, all happening like an opera show studded with romance that sometimes makes no sense or a lonely atmosphere with cold that makes someone want to hold each other. Both are better than being alone, it is not only a saying but the reality of things like this also triggers a person to act impulsively.

The passionate beautiful night had changed with a dazzling morning. The light of the sun makes Reta have to wake up, she tries to open her eyes with a sigh. Examine her body covered only in Draca's armour and Reta feels ashamed and regretful when her memory returns to her madness last night.

Should he be thinking about how to get home?

Supposedly, it should not be entangled with a relationship with this empty hope.

Should and should be! There was only that word in his mind at this moment.

"You awake?" Draca showed up, startling him.

"Bring and put on your clothes, we'll go back to the kingdom of Phoenix" he said.

"Mandi? Where's?" ask Reta confusedly.

"In there, you can find a spring. Don't take too long, if you don't want me to come over to bathe you," she said teasingly, embarrassing Reta to death. He wrapped Draca's armour around her tiny body and brought her in immediately.

Draca, who only wears pants and half of his upper body is exposed, only smiles at the cuteness of Reta.

"I must immediately have a descendant with you and after that, I can challenge the fire dragon tribe without worrying about anything" he muttered with a grin.