Bound To The Ice Dragon King
Chapter 151: Cat fight

Chapter 151: Cat fight

Eventually, Rhea’s movements gradually slowed down. She stopped kicking and pushing away from Draven, she even loosened her teeth on his chest. But she began to sob as tears streamed down her face, her clenched fists slowly sliding down his chest until she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her body shook with uncontrollable sobs.

Draven continued to comfort her by running his hand up and down her back. He hated seeing her cry, but he knew she needed to let it all out in order to feel better. He held her tightly for a long time until her sobs subsided, but he could still feel her ragged breath against his chest. Compared to the pain from her bite, the warmth of her breath made his body heat up and he began to feel slightly uncomfortable.

He knew he shouldn’t react this way when she was seeking comfort in his arms, but his body never seemed to obey his commands when it came to Rhea. She was the only woman who could arouse him and unintentionally punish him with her actions. Simply holding her like this felt like a punishment in itself.

Draven sighed in despair, but despite his discomfort, he didn’t push her away. Instead, he whispered, "Everything will be alright."

Rhea didn’t reply, she continued to hug him without moving away even though he could feel that she wasn’t crying anymore. Draven almost thought she had fallen asleep, but then she let out a bitter laughter, "You should have let me stay here, at least in here I won’t have so much hate in my heart, I won’t feel the urge to kill those who wronged me..." Her voice was barley above a whisper, "Going back to the real world is nothing but a painful punishment."

Draven was silent for a brief moment before responding, "If you stay here, how will you be able to avenge Cal’s death? Have you forgotten about Oriana’s scheme?"

Rhea’s body stiffened as if just realizing that fact. That was right, she had come to prepare her bones for a change, because she wanted to get stronger, she wanted to be strong enough to face her enemies, she wanted to avenge Cal’s death and make Oriana suffer. How could she had forgotten that?

Rhea finally broke free from Draven’s embrace. However, her gaze landed on the bloodstain on his chest, caused by her bite, her eyes widened slightly. She gasped, "Oh my... I am so sorry, I didn’t..." She instinctively reached out to clean the blood, but Draven grabbed her wrists and gazed down at her gently. "No need to apologize, I didn’t mind you biting me. If you’re still not satisfied, you can bite me as much as you want. So, don’t be sorry."

Before Rhea could respond, they were suddenly interrupted.

"Yeah, right! So, two people of you are lovers?!" A small voice with a strange accent emerged from behind a pillar in Rhea’s fabricated courtyard. Everyone, including the Cal she had been conversing with had already frozen in place, except for she and Draven.

Draven and Rhea looked towards the pillar at the same time. The tiny voice spoke again, "Myself should have known better than to trap two strange lovers with deformed memories. Normally, under myself magic, no one can see it’s fake or ran out of it, but it looks you two people realized it. But what myself don’t get, with all those deformed memories of yours, why would you like to go back to the real world when you can stay here and live forever in happiness?"

Draven’s expression sobered up, his blue eyes turned cold and murderous. With a wave of his hand, he threw an ice ball towards the pillar.

"Damn you, mister!" The ice ball seemed to hit it’s target as the tiny voice behind it cursed at Draven. And before any of them could react, the world around them changed again, this time, they were back in that beautiful garden like place.

The world was still with no breeze, nor anything that moves. Draven looked up, even the sky was still with no birds. Though the place was beautiful, it appeared lifeless.

Draven eyes fell on the person he’d hit with his ice. He was astonished to see that It was a tiny little girl, so tiny she looked to be a six year old kid. She wore a long blue cloak, with purple long hair that fell over her face, even her eyes were purple. But the most unbelievable thing was that behind her cloak were purple wings that looked broken. One thing was for sure, she wasn’t human.

The girl was clutching tightly to her side as if she’d been injured from Draven’s ice ball. Her pink lips were pouted and slightly trembling as if she were trying to hold in her cry, she gazed at Draven and Rhea with watery purple eyes,

"You is a bad people, you try to kill myself when all myself did was try to help you feel happiness from your past memories. You didn’t thank myself for it, but you hit myself with your ice."

Draven narrowed his eyes at the creature, but before he could speak, Rhea spoke, "She is a mystical creature, I read about them in books when I was little. She is a dream fairy, she has the powers to manipulate people’s thoughts and minds. Though she appears harmless, she is dangerous."

Draven looked over. Rhea still had traces of undried tears in the corner of her eyes, but the sorrow and despair was gone from her face. She looked alerted. Even though her heart still harbored anguish, she was still the alerted Rhea in the face of danger. She moved closer to Draven while looking at the creature with wariness.

Draven’s heart couldn’t help but soften at her actions, she always thought about him in the face of danger.

Without looking away from the creature, she said to Draven, "Her magic is in her wings, she still has half of her wings intact, break it off."

Draven didn’t question her words, he threw an ice ball over, but the pitiful creature, who was still clutching to her side, immediately leapt up as if attempting to fly away, but couldn’t, thus she dodged the ice and ran to hide behind a big tree. She ran extremely fast, in almost a flash, her tiny figure disappeared behind the tree.

Even though it was Draven’s ice ball, it still could only strike against the tree. The tiny girl behind the tree sat down on the ground and used the cloak to hide her half wings as if to protect them, she then cautiously poked her head out and angrily yelled at Rhea,

"Old lady with a grey hair, you dare ask your lover to attack myself wings, you is a wicked witch!"

Rhea ignored the girl’s words and said to Draven, "It seems this dream fairy is not as strong because of her half wings, but if you get the chance, break the rest out of her back, that way she wouldn’t harm anyone again or pull them into her world."

"Harm anyone?" The girl’s tiny voice yelled out, "All myself did was try to help you find peace with your messed up mind and gave you memories that will help you, myself wanted to keep you under my care and make you my friend, but now myself don’t want you as a friend, you is an ancient witch!"

Rhea could feel a throbbing vein in her forehead as the fairy repeatedly addressed her as old and a witch, "You’re such a spoiled brat! I’ll teach you a lesson!" She then instructed Draven, "Get her for me."

The little girl clenched her teeth and muttered something quietly, causing the ground beneath Rhea to split open.

Seeing that Rhea was about to fall into the crevice, Draven acted swiftly and pushed her to safety on the other side. He then turned angrily towards the small creature and exclaimed, "Now you’ve done it!" With a wave of his hand, he hurled a large ice ball towards the tree, instantly freezing it completely. However, the little girl managed to leap behind another tree to hide.

Unfortunately, the little creature failed to realize that the freezing effect of the ice ball extended beyond the tree. The ground began to freeze as well, catching her off guard when she felt the chilling sensation creeping up her leaf shoes. Her purple eyes widened in alarm as she noticed the freezing slowly spreading up her feet.

In a panic, she screamed and frantically stomped her tiny feet on the ground, desperately trying to shake off the ice before it consumed her. She ran around, screaming and stomping, unknowingly heading in the direction where Rhea was standing.

Rhea observed the little girl’s struggle to free herself from the encroaching ice, but before she could react, the determined girl threw herself on her.

"Evil granny ordered her lover to freeze myself, myself will freeze along with you on this day!" The girl clutched tightly to Rhea’s neck.

Rhea already didn’t have that much ice magic after the punishment she went through, the whips had killed most of her ice powers, thus at this moment, even Draven’s powers would freeze her. She could freeze along with the girl. She fell backwards into the flowers.

When Draven saw what was happening, he quickly snapped his fingers and the ice spreading on the girl’s body immediately melted into water.

Although, the girl was small, she was quite strong. She pressed Rhea down into the flowers, "Wicked granny with grey hair, I, purple fairly will grant you a lesson for bullying an innocent creature like myself. Myself will beat you up!"

The two of them rolled in the flowers, but Rhea at least became angry at the way the girl was addressing her. "You stupid brat with a weird accent, I overlooked it when you called me a granny once and twice, but now you’ve gone overboard! I will teach you how to speak properly!"

Rhea grabbed a fist full of the girl’s hair. Not to be outdone, the girl also grabbed Rhea’s hair, "Myself will bald you on this day!"

The two screamed as they tumbled over the flowers, no magic used, they tugged at each other in a cat-like manner, lacking any semblance of civility. Their behavior resembled that of stray cats fighting on the streets.

Draven observed the scene with a blank stare and clasped hands. Initially, he had considered using his powers to separate the girl from Rhea. However, Rhea managed to roll over and pin the girl down. Draven ultimately abandoned the idea and opted to simply watch their hair pulling match. He chose not to interfere, patiently waiting to see the outcome. As time passed and it became apparent that the conflict would persist, he took a step back, crossed his arms over his chest, and leaned against the tree behind him.

In the end, Rhea probably realized that if they continued like this, there wouldn’t be an end to this childish fight. She released the girl’s hair and pushed at her chest so she could get her off of her, but who would have thought such harmless push would only anger the little thing.

"Fairy mother of nature, how dare you touch myself breasts?! You is a wicked perverted old lady!"

Rhea was angered beyond words by that insult, "The heck little girl, you don’t have any breasts for me to touch, your chest is as flat as a board!"

The little girl was enraged by Rhea’s words, "Myself will mistreated you on this day!" In a fit of anger, she aggressively reached out to seize Rhea’s hair once more. However, this time, her fingernail accidentally scratched Rhea’s arm, causing a small amount of blood to touch her finger. In that instant, she froze and hastily retreated from Rhea, as though she had been hit by an invisible force.