Dragoon Spies

By Avalon

Chapter One: A Spell of Darkness

Just focus Rose," Charle called.
Rose felt the dark energy flow through her body. Zeig and Shirley watched. Shirley was a beautiful, caring elf princess dressed all in yellow and white silk and gold slippers with silver-sapphire eyes adorned by white-silver sliver on the left sides of her medium sized pupils, creamy-appircot skin, and blood-red hair. Zeig was deathly handsome with a smile that irritated Rose so bad; the man wore white breeches, a long sleeved shirt, brown leather boots, and blood-red armor and had tanned skin, golden-brown hair, and emerald-sapphire eyes with a crimson sliver over the large pupils going left.
Rose was panting. Beads of crystal sweat adorned her pale cream skin; her violets, which were rimmed in silver with an indigo sliver on the left side of her small, blue-moon pupils; her black hair was soaked. Rose was facing off with a young wingly girl who was about twenty. Rose's indigo and violet skirt was ripped and her short sleeved shirt was also as soaked as her hair. Rose was bare footed, just like the wingly student before her. This wingly, like all winglies had platinum hair, maroon eyes, and copper skin. The wingly wore dress that was also drenched in sweat. The two women were panting.
Rose's left foot slipped; she reavaeled her weakness and the wingly woman had seen it, for she had charged. Rose threw herself to the side as the wingly girl crushed to the floor. The wingly girl had fallen for it! The wingly, slowly climbing to her feet was left opened to attack. Rose whispered a spell and indigo fire burst from her wand, striking the wingly's left and sent the wand in that very had flying. It was then, that Rose collasped. The duel was a tie. The wingly woman's wand was blasted out of the ring and Rose was just too tired, so she just collasped. Zeig, Shirley, and Charle frowned. The wingly woman helped Rose to her feet.
"Well done girls," Charle shouted. She was plaesed to see her students helping one another after a tie then see them fight. "Caron, we may need that medicated water now." Rose was coughing real bad. Zeig helped Rose stay on her feet.
"I'll take Rose to her room," Zeig reported. His voice was light, patient, wise, and caring. He scooped Rose up and carried her to herroom in Charle's house.
Zeig entered a small room with an indigo wall that had a large bookcase full of spell books on it. Zeig settled Rose on a bed with honey-willow frame. The mattress was soft as a cloud and had rose pink and indigo covers. The wall that the wall was against was magenta with rose-pink flowers that were tipped in gold painted on it. All the other walls were white with flowers, boxes, a desk, a wardrobe, and a mirrior. On the desk were a bunch of papers an three vases of pink and bright yellow, pink and red, and pink and indigo rroses. The papers were mostly letters, notes, A+ assignments, and decoded letters. There was a window with coach like bed. The windows opened up to a balcony. The wardrobe was painted sky-blue with little white clouds and a golden sun painted on it. To Zeig, the room made Rose seem almost child-like and deeply innocent.
Rose looked like a child while she slept, curled up, on her bed. Zeig eyed her.
She's looks so helpless, Zeig thought.
Rose's eyes fluttered open. Now it was visible around her neck; a small, indigo sphere in a silver sphere holder. They were held on a silver chain. Jsut like Zeig's crimson sphere on a gold chain and shpere holder. These little spheres were called Dragoon Spirits.

Diaz's messenger, mysterious falcon flew to Shirley. She eyed the note and replied. She sent the falcon back to Vellweb. Shirley carried the note to Zeig who was in the living room of Charle's house. Shirley handed the note to Zeig as Rose entered the room in new clothes.
"This is sudden, but . . ." Zeig whispered.
"I accept," Rose announced.
"That settles that," Zeig muttered to himself. To Shirley, he said, "Send word to Emperor Diaz and Lady Miranda. We leave at dawn."
Rose frowned. Now of all times, for a reason Rose did not know, she really wished she had just kept her mouth shut.

Chapter Two: The Assignment

Diaz eyed the head of his elite healing team, the head of the first knighthood, and the head of Gloriano's spies. They were all that he had since everyone else was busy.
"My lord, plaese do not tell me you are ill again," Shirley begged.
Diaz's wife threw a worried glance at him.
"Shirley, I am well," Diaz assured her.
"Do you need me to march with my knighthood to Aglis or something?" Zeig asked.
"No, I need the three of you to go Kadessa," Diaz replied.
"Are you insane," Zeig exclaimed shooting up. Zeig qiuckly slapped his hand over his mouth. Now I've done.
"Follow Rose's orders," Diaz ordered. "For this mission, she's in charge."
"Is this punisment for what I just said?" Zeig asked.
"No Zeig, it's because he's sending us to spy on Melbu Frahma," Rose replied.
Diaz nodded. "You leave at daybreak; you are dismissed."


Rose's tower-room looked almost like her room in Ulara. But behind her silver-plum-oak bed was a picture of the divine tree. Zeig smiled. It was two hours before dawn, and Rose slept peacefully in her bed. Under her arm was a stuffed horse doll that was black with white diamiond on it's forehead. The doll was old, but Rose didn't go anywhere without it, even though she was twenty-one. Zeig knew she would be seperated with it in time. Zeig sat on the edge of Rose's bed, stroking her hair. Shirley crept in.
"She won't like you doing that," the elf whispered.
"There's a lot of things she doesn't like . . . this war is one of them," Zeig whispered back.
Shirley left. Zeig inhaled and exhaled. He remembered how it all started. Zeig was spying on Melbu Frahma himself and the next thing Zeig knew, he was a falcon being carried in a wolves mouth to Rose. Then Rose was kiddnapped by Faust and Zeig became the Dragoon of the Red-Eyed Dragon and he went to rescue Rose. He had fond her bleeding to death on Faust's bed. Shortly after Zeig got Rose out of Flanvel Tower, the floating fortress was shot down and Faust with. After that, everyone became a dragoon, but Shirley was the first and Damia was the last. Rose was the third one to become a dragoon, followed by Belzac, Syuveil, and Kanzas. It was about six months ago that Rose had finally recovered from the injuries that threatened her life.
Rose opened her eyes and moaned. Zeig stood in alarm. Rose normally awoke one hour before dawn. Zeg looked out the window; an hour had passed. Rose stretched and looked at Zeig. He was hidden in the shadows, but he wasn't as good as Rose in the darkness.
"You should really wear dark colors," Rose snapped. "If I can see you, Melbu Frahma will most deffinitly see you."

Chapter 3: A Judgement

Chapter 4: Battle of Life

Epilogue: 4 Years Later . . .