Cylo (Dragons Of Kelon)(A Sci Fi Alien Weredragon Romance)

by Maia Starr

  "Go to the living quarters of the Loki family. You will wait outside until the human slave known as Ella Capricio comes outside alone. Only when she is alone, you must say that she has been summoned by the buildings of order. Do not say that I, the master, has summoned her. She is not to know anything. Just go and fetch her for me and bring her back here," I told my personal warrior guards.

  They nodded yes and were on their way. I turned to the preparations for dinner with the best view in the capital city. I did not know if my plan would work. Perhaps she would not leave the living quarters today. It was a gamble I was willing to take. I was going to wait as long as it took. Two hours later, my guards showed up with Ella; she looked surprised and full of fear.

  "You?"

  "I am sorry to have summoned you like this. It was the only way," I said as I moved toward her.

  "Have I done something wrong?" she said as she looked at the guards on both sides of her.

  "No, it was just a precaution." I turned to the guards and said, "Leave us."

  "What is all this? Why are we on the roof of this is very tall building?" she asked, looking around confused. I had to set up a romantic dinner on the roof of one of the tallest buildings in the capital city.

  "For dinner," I said as I gestured toward the table.

  She gasped. "Dinner?" she said as she walked toward the table.

  "Yes, just dinner. Join me?"

  She looked around at the vast view overlooking the capital city. Her mouth was wide open in shock. "How is it that you can use this roof? You must be very rich."

  "Something like that," I said as I pulled the chair out for her to sit.

  "Why am I here?" she asked.

  "I enjoy your company, Ella; that is all.”

  She looked at me suspiciously. In truth, I did not know why she was there. All I knew was that I wanted to see her again and again. I had no agenda or motive. I had the power to summon her and have dinner with her, and so that is what I did.

  After a day of overseeing the systems and structures of the capital city, I wanted a little pleasurable conversation with my dinner. No female Kalazaron held my interest at the moment. That was the simple reason why she was there. I was also intrigued that she had no idea that I was the new master. There was something very exhilarating about that. The fact that she did not know only made me feel like perhaps she would get to know the real me.

  "Just dinner?" she asked and she looked at the table, then at me, with questioning, green eyes.

  "You have my word," I smiled. Then she smiled and her shoulders dropped. She was letting her guard down. I poured the Icannet drink into her glass and we began to eat the first course of the extravagant meal. Her eyes grew wide at every dish that was placed before us. I don't think she had ever eaten so well before. Her amusements made me feel adoration toward her, but her lack of such a simple experience made my heart go out to her. She had been deprived, and that made me angry. I wondered how the Loki family treated her. They were power-hungry and known for it; no doubt they did not treat her well. I wanted to rescue her from that hell.

  "Tell me about you?" she asked me over the last course after casual conversation about the beautiful, rooftop environment.

  "I will tell you about me if you tell me about you," I said to her. Her eyes fell to the floor and then finally she said, "Agreed."

  "What would you like to know?" I asked her as I leaned back in my chair and studied her beautiful face.

  "Where are you from? Where were you raised? Who are your parents?"

  "That is a lot of questions. I am from the capital city. I was raised here in a house in a living quarters close to the markets. My family were merchants and sold all kinds of general goods. I learned the business well while I was in the standard, warrior training that all Kalazaron must go through."

  "Is that why you'd like to spend time in the market? You seem to be there often, but never to buy goods?" she asked in a very observant manner.

  I was quiet. I had not realized that about myself. I did spend most of my time in the markets, but never to purchase goods. I always found myself drawn to the area. I guess it was because…

  "Is it because it reminds you of home? Of your time as a youngling?" She said finishing my thought for me.

  "Yes, I suppose you're right. I have never given it much thought. I think you may know me more than I know myself, and we have only just met."

  "No, I am just describing myself. I have a place that I like to go to as well that reminds me of my home, Earth."

  "And where is that?"

  "The rooftop of the living quarters where I live. From that point, you can see far into the distance, past the capital city. There, the planet Kaethon looks almost like Earth. Just the nature of the planet, and I can get lost in that view and pretend that I am home on Earth just as before."

  "How did you come to this planet?" I asked her.

  "I lived in a city, very big and grand, just like the capital city of Konthos. I lost both of my parents and found myself on my own. Therefore, I went to an office where men find wives when they are working on distant planets. I offered myself as a bride. I boarded a ship and was bound for that planet with other brides; then it was captured by your Kalazaron warriors. I was brought here, and I was sold. That is been my life," she said as she began to form tears in her eyes.

  It was right there in that moment that I decided I would use my power as the new appointed master to save her from enslavement. I did not know how; I was not sure how much authority I had on the matter. I would have to meet with Huine Srit and see what he could find in the archival documents and rules of the Kalazaron. He knew all.

  Since I had become master, I made Huine Srit a very close advisor, giving him living quarters and a payment allowance in the buildings of order. I found knowledge to be the best way to rule as master. It was what allowed me to become master in the first place. Now I would use knowledge to free Ella from being a captive of the Loki family. If it was possible, Huine Srit would find a way.

  "I am sorry you have had to endure those experiences, Ella."

  "I should be leaving back to my post. I will be missed and punished. Thank you for dinner, Thaedon," she stood up from her chair. My eyes moved over her ample curves and olive skin. I was not ready to end the evening, but I did not want to hold her against her will. She already had enough of that by being a captive.

  "I will have the guards escort you home," I said as I stood up and grabbed her hand in mine. She sucked in a sharp breath of air. I kissed the top of her hand. Then I walked her to some of the guards. This was not over yet; it was only beginning.

  The next day, I had matters to attend to that did not give me time to speak with Huine Srit about finding a way to release or transfer ownership of Ella. That night was my coronation. It was the grand ceremony and a celebration that would claim me as the master. Since this event only happened every 10 to 15 years, it was a very grand event. The entire capital city of Konthos celebrated out on the streets, while the more influential and powerful celebrated inside the Stanis Trials arena that was lavishly decorated for a grand event.

  The entire day was devoted to the coronation that evening. For me, I did not want the attention, and in fact, I found these celebrations to be dull. If it weren’t part of my responsibility to go through it, I would gladly stay in my living quarters. I would gladly have another quiet dinner with Ella, but it was not an option. The coronation was to begin.

  Chapter 5

  ELLA CAPRICIO

  Dinner with Thaedon was the most elaborate experience I had ever had, even when I was on Earth. I didn't know how he was able to pull off such a thing; I knew then that he must be a Kalazaron with a very high power. The view from that rooftop was the most spectacular thing I had ever seen. With pod racers hovering around the city and zooming past, and the lights of the entire capital city bright below us, I did not understand why he had summoned me. I did not understand why he had warrior guards at his disposal to summon m
e in such away.

  There was more to this that he was not telling me, and a part of me did not want to know. A part of me knew that his interest in me was too good to be true and there must be some reason behind it that I would not like. For the time being, everything felt good, and I wanted it to stay that way. I did not want things to change. I liked being able to sneak off in secret and enjoy my time with him and nothing else.

  However, after the dinner I became very nervous for one reason: The coronation celebration was happening that evening. Since the dinner made me very aware that Thaedon was in a high position, I knew he would be at the celebrations. I did not want to see him there. I did not want him to see me at the mercy of the Loki sisters, especially with what they had planned for me.

  "When you are done lacing up my dress, have the other servants paint the blue on you," Soko said to me as I tied her dress up the back.

  "Yes," was all I said. They were making me go through with it. They were going to make me carry the trains of their dresses while I was painted blue, and in a blue dress. It was a joke of sorts. It was transforming a human female into a Kalazaron female. Everyone would stare at me. I hoped that one of those stares would not belong to Thaedon.

  Finally, the time came when we were to depart the living quarters and go to the coronation. I was covered in blue. Even my hair and face were painted blue. I was glad for the camouflage. I did not want Thaedon to see me.

  First Fraon and Penat entered the arena, followed by the Loki sisters. I walked behind them, one dress train in each hand. I kept my head down and walked quietly behind them as they entered in a ceremonious fashion. I could hear all the whispers as they did so, and they had achieved their goal of getting everyone's attention at first sight. I wanted to be invisible.

  They walked in a straight line to the middle of the arena to be introduced to the master. There was a long line of Kalazaron, and each stepped forward and gave a salute with a hand to the chest and a bow to the new master. I did not look up. Then, it was time for the Loki family to do their greeting to the master.

  "Kalazaron Loki," a male warrior shouted. The entire family moved forward and saluted and bowed. I slightly bowed and did not look up. Then there was shock all around as the master said, "Loki sisters come forward."

  I could hear whispers and shock of jealousy that the sisters were singled out by the new, young master. The sisters were very excited as they stepped forward. It was then that I looked up as they gave another lower bow to the new master as they stood directly in front of him. A small gasp escaped my mouth as I looked at him.

  It was Thaedon. He was looking directly at me. It was unbelievable. The Kalazaron warrior that I had been secretly enjoying time with was the new, young master that every Kalazaron was speaking of. I was in shock. It took moments before I really understood that fact.

  Thaedon just stared at me. Did he know it was me? He knew that I was the captive of the Loki family; he must have known that it was me. I felt suddenly embarrassed. It was a painful embarrassment as his eyes penetrated through me. His jaw set into a hard line as though he was angry. Was he angry with me for being at the coronation? I was probably jeopardizing his new position, but I did not have any choice in the matter.

  Thaedon nodded to the guard that had called the sisters forward. The guard stated, "That will be all."

  The sisters carefully and gracefully moved past Thaedon in a flirtatious manner. I set my eyes on the ground and held their dresses in my hands, feeling my entire body growing warm with embarrassment. I followed the sisters, who joined their mother and father on the side of the room.

  "Can you believe it?!" Soko said to her mother. "He asked us to step forward. He has asked us, and no one else. What do you think it means, father? Do you think that he did so to review us in order to take one of us as wife?"

  "I have no doubt that is what the master was doing, daughter," Fraon answered.

  Hearing his words hurt me. I believed that he was right. He had summoned the sisters forward in order to review their looks and grace. Of course the master would be seeking a wife, and these two were raised for that sort of position.

  My stomach hurt as I thought about it. This was the worst situation and I wished that I had never met Thaedon in the market. I filled with anger that he had toyed with me so. Why had he taken me on a ride? Why had he dined me in such an elaborate way? Was I just to fill some sort of human female fetish that he had? How dare he not tell me that he was the Master! He must have wanted this interaction between us to be kept a secret from the public. I was to be his secret sex slave.

  I held back tears. I could not cry because it would show in the paint on my face. I held my head high and held the dresses in my hands like it was my only duty and the only thing on my mind. The sisters rattled on about how they were the chosen ones. Everyone around them also seemed to congratulate them on being singled out in such a manner. I hated listening to everyone and I tried to tune out the words that were being spoken about how handsome the new master was. I tried to tune out the words about how lucky the sisters were and that surely he would be taking one of them to the dance floor to lead them in the beginning ceremony.

  A hush came over the crowd and the guard that had been announcing families to the master stood in the middle of the arena as everyone was quiet. "I present to you the new master! Master Thaedon Kree!”

  Thaedon took to the middle of the arena and my heart dropped as I watched him as such a dominant and powerful figure. I had only seen him as a playful, young Kalazaron warrior. Now I was seeing him in a whole new light as a figure of authority—not just any figure, but THE figure.

  His clothing was very regal. He was not wearing a shirt, and you could see every, delicious muscle and toned angle of his chest. Crisscrossing his broad chest were two straps, one gold and one silver. The belt around his waist was shiny and made of a metallic substance that I had never seen before. It held up his kilt-like covering, but it was different than what I had seen him wear before. This was not a kilt made for battle in the traditional, leather-like material of the Kalazaron warriors. Instead, it was made of a fine thread of silver. Even the cuffs around his arm from elbow to wrist were solid silver. He was decorated like a king on Earth, and it was very intimidating.

  The announcer placed several chains of medallions over his shoulders. Then he pulled out a tool that I recognized. It was a tool that I hated. It was the same tool that had been used on me to tag my arm with some sort of chip that allowed anyone to find out who I belonged to by rubbing my arm.

  Thaedon held out his arm and the solid, silver cuff was removed. Then he was tagged. It shocked me. I thought that only slaves were tagged. Then the announcer rubbed Thaedon's arm and a brand appeared that I assumed read Master.

  The crowd cheered as he pushed his fist into the air. He walked in a small circle, showing everyone the tag. He was now officially the master. I knew that now he would officially be done with me. I wondered if I was one last thrill before he became master. Nothing else could explain why he went through the great lengths that he did in order to be in my company. He could have any female, be it Kalazaron or human, that he wanted.

  Then the announcer gestured for the music to begin. It was a combination of drums and strings, very slow music. I watched as Thaedon leaned into the announcer and whispered something. By the look on the announcers face, it was something that shocked him. He shook his head no. Thaedon just smiled at him.

  Thaedon moved away from the announcer and began walking toward the sides of the arena. The announcer shouted, "The master will be choosing his own dance partner for the first movement."

  The entire crowd began to whisper and grumble at this news. I did not understand why. I assumed because this was not the tradition. Perhaps the master would have to dance with a chosen partner, or perhaps he didn't dance the first dance at all. I had no way of knowing as this was all new to me.

  As I thought this, I suddenly felt Soko and Maris shift their weight and gr
ow jittery. I looked up to see why. Thaedon was heading directly toward them. A frown came across my face as I realized that he was going to pick one of them to dance with. I would have to throw the train over the arm of the chosen female so that she could dance. I would have to make sure that her dress was in place all while she waited for him to sweep her off her feet. I didn't know if I could handle it. I looked down at the ground, hoping that I would not have to watch this and just get through it in a series of quick movements.

  "Excuse me," I heard his deep voice say.

  "Of course, Master Kree. Either one of us would be delighted to join in the first movement," Soko said with a light, flirtatious silkiness to her voice.

  "No, I meant excuse me, can I get by," he replied. I looked up to see him move between the sisters and come straight for me. Was this really happening? He held out his hand to me and said, "Will you join me for the first movement, please?"

  I stood in shock. My mouth fell open. I could not move. I could hear the level of chatter in the arena grow very loud at his shocking maneuver. The sisters gasped in horror at his words. I wanted to stick my tongue out at them. I still stood frozen and he leaned into my ear and whispered, "It's all right, Ella. It is just you and I, just like before. Don't pay attention to anyone."