Warrior (Twisted Sister #2) Read Online Free Page B

come.
    Just the walk down to the quarters reminds me of her. From the beautiful lilac flowers that run the length of the path, to the statues of the Watchers and Dragons that line the wall on the left-hand side.
    God this is harder than I thought it would be. My heart starts to pound faster, the closer I get to the front door. I don’t know if I can do this?
    “Breathe, Philli, for I am with you,” Dragon cooes and sends a warmth through my body. Dragon isn’t one to be cooing or comforting for that matter, but when it comes to Louise, he feels the loss just as much as I do.
    I take a moment to admire the carved butterfly on the heavy oak door of the Seers’ hut. The butterfly wings are stretched out across the opening taking up the space of the two doors. I pull in a deep breath to stop myself from shaking and raise my fist to knock on the double doors. As I’m raising my hand to knock a second time, Romie opens the door wide, startling me.
    “Come in, Philli.” Romie swings his large arm out wide and gestures for me to enter into the quarters.
    “Since when is our second-in-command a Seer?” Dragon mumbles.
    Confusion takes over any common sense and I blurt out the first thing that comes to mind, “What the fuck? Romie, I never knew you’d become a Seer. How long have you had the sight?”
    Romie walks over to the large black sofa in the center of the room and takes a seat. He runs his hands up and down his thighs nervously. “I’ve had the sight for a few months, Philli, I wanted to come to you, but…”
    What the hell am I missing here? Walking over to the large Dragon Shifter in front of me, I place my hand on his shoulder, not sure what’s going on. I know that I need to let him understand that I’m not upset with him.
    “I understand, Romie, but I do wish you had told me. I’ve lost a good fighting Dragon.”
    Romie tenses up at my words and stares down at his feet.
    “Now, enough with the girl business. What is it you have seen? And make it quick, Romie. You know better than anyone I hate this place.”
    Romie runs a hand over his dark brown hair, his long curls tangle in the ends of his fingers.
    “You haven’t lost me as a fighter, my Prince. There is much to explain but now is not the time. Know this, my Prince, I will always fight at your side if you’ll have me.”
    Relief, unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, floods through my body. A huge grin takes over my face. I nod to Romie in understanding. I know that he can feel my emotions when he smiles back over at me.
    “Romie, you understand that this will be difficult for you to manage both jobs, but I’m truly grateful for all you can give me. I do not want to lose you as my second-in-command, you have been with me for more battles than I would care to admit.”
    The air starts to crackle with energy, I glance over at Romie, and notice that he has a light sheen to his skin and his hazel eyes have clouded over, turning completely white. My feet move before my mind has a chance to catch up, and before I realize what’s happened, I find myself standing in front of the sofa that I was just sitting on. I run over to the Romie to hold him steady, as a vision takes over his sight. Romie starts talking a million miles an hour, and I’m having trouble understanding what he’s trying to tell me.
    “Fire… blast… death… injury… baby,” he pants.
    Romie’s body shakes uncontrollably as the vision hits its peak. I try to tighten my hold on him, but the shaking doesn’t ebb it only increases in violence. Romie is shaking that violently, his teeth chatter and his head bobs up and down.
    I can feel Romie’s Dragon wanting to come out and help. I’m the oldest elder on the Island and of Royal blood. It gives me the power to see and feel the other dragons around me. I am connected to every dragon alive. I feel their emotions and pain as my own. It’s a burden, but one I will carry for my clan.
    “Let me out, Master, let me talk to his