The princess was moping around the castle with her Protector Dragon, Cyn, wrapped around her arm trying to get her to cheer up.
Cyn, “Come on Etoile, you need to stop thinking about him and go out and enjoy the day.”
Etoile, “You still don’t get it Cyn because you and I are bonded and you can’t imagine ever being away from me.”
“I thought that is what we had and he just flew away and when I try to connect with him via our special energy path, all I get is jumbled emotions and I am not sure if they are mine or his or maybe we never had the connection with begin with, maybe it was all in my head.”
Cyn rumbles in my ear and I hear his voice in my head, “Dragons bond with only one human in a lifetime. As your Protector Dragon I was bonded with you before either of us was born and as we both came into the world at the same time our lives merged and that is a bond that can not be broken. In your Dragon’s case he is a powerful being that has the ability to traverse space and time. The bond you two have is a bond that goes back to the time before time and you have both always had it but the moment you two met, it solidified. It is a different bond than yours and mine but it doesn’t stop it from being real.”
“But, Cyn, how could he just fly away? You would never do that to me.”
“I am sworn and bonded to protect you. I shall be with you until we both close our eyes together. I am your companion and the protector of your soul, not every Dragon is a Protector Dragon. Your Dragon is of the species that rules time and space, he is not one who lives by any ones rules but his own and I think he is as confused as you are to live as long as he has and to come across a human he is connected to.”
“Does any of that make you feel better?” Cyn asks.
“I still sit here alone, trying to connect to that energy that makes me feel so alive, so much like I could fly the world and I was one with it and now I feel empty. I am used to connecting to his mind and now it is no longer there.”
Cyn pets my hair and rumbles in his chest in his Dragon purr and whispers, “give it time.”
