Chapter 17

[1750 B.C.]

Somehow, Asmodeus and I managed to get to the palace in the third territory before Callisto. My eyes were still fixed on the blond man's wings that looked more like dragon wings.

"What is it?" he asked me with a raised eyebrow.

"Nothing" I spoke sketching a small smile "I'm just thinking that your wings are pretty."

He smiled, a debauched smile.

"I know they are. I am an albino dragon after all."

He was right, that ironically made a lot of difference.

Dragons were rare, but albino dragons were like one in a million. A divine answer, like a blessing given by ancient beings, and Asmodeus was the last albino dragon known to exist at the present time.

"Right, right..." I grumbled "but we still need to get down."

I had barely finished speaking and someone knocked on the door. Once and then twice.

"Miss?" A familiar voice called out to me and I grunted as Asmodeus snapped his fingers and undid the spell that existed o