Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 04

In fact, there were 40 names on that list that were metallic that died in those experiments. I have an uneasy task for you. We checked heirs on the dwarven and human sides. What about the elven side? I know some were not happy with his choice of brides."

She nodded, "You are right we should check on that. I will pass that concern along for you. Did you have any other thoughts?"

Jazzia thought, "Check for any heirs to the throne that have gone missing since the wedding. Looking to get another one of those rings."

She smiled, "He should call a meeting of the heirs. I will be right back."

She left to deliver her message to the King. Wendia came in and saw them.

She held up a hand to her and she came forward and joined in the hug. She looked at Jazzia, "Grandaxxa has decided no more dragon blooded sorceresses for him."

Jazzia chuckled, "This had more to do with me being a champion dragon blooded sorceress. He should be looking for an alchemist or another enchantress regardless. Someone that can help with our teams as well as our love lives. Maybe even another half-dragon female."

Wendia smiled, "I will be sure to pass that news to him. I enjoyed our time together. There still is so much we have not tried. I want you back and healthy."

Jazzia nodded, "I still have not tasted his seed from your cunts. I will also figure out a way to get it straight from the source. I will share of course."

They laughed, "They cut you two off."

Jazzia looked at her, "The countess has for the moment but I am not in shape for it anyway. What is going on may cause some physical changes. I will see what Gods advise me at the time they make their decision. The decision is not the Countess's decision!"

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Three weeks later and King Goldeagle found three threats to overthrow him tied to this cult. The parties and their families had been taken care of. It caused a major upheaval. It also ensured that people knew he was watching out for his children's right to rule. Going so far as to officially name his eldest the heir apparent in open court.

The Gods finished deliberating on her future and agreed to most of her proposal. The Lady of Dreams got to pick 3 children as the top 3 candidates and Bahamut picked 3 for the silver dragons. Then they repeated it. She would give birth to 12.

The first thing that had to happen was environmental controls had to be put into place for the dragon eggs. Jazzia needed to deliver with divine intervention the six eggs. Then she could change back to deliver the other six if she desired. She stayed in form for another week until the six started coming.

Her first son arrived. Minutes later and the eggs were hatching for the other six children. Jazzia had a brood of 12. She let the Countess assign the Dragon names from the list with the firstborn being named after her younger brother. She helped her out for several days while she recovered.

She asked the question, "Are they all dragon blooded sorcerers?"

She shook her head, "There are a couple in the mix for both sets. Your elven children all have strong draconic blood. Just like you. I cannot divine much beyond that due to divine direction."

Her body finally reformed to pre-birth normal with some magical assistance. Except for her breasts, which were now pushing cantaloupes in size. Extremely large on an elf. With six to feed she supposed it seemed 'normal.'

She got dressed in her armor. She had outlined her strategies for the Shadow Riders. She had heard the practices were coming along. The change in strategy has seen some results in practice with the Dragon Riders. Today she went out as her new shiner-self. Her Silver hair on her head over the noticeable scales on her elven body. Several stared as she saddled up her horse and went to the training grounds.

She found Traxxa who stared, "Wow, I heard it made some changes to you."

Jazzia nodded, "Who is your top Dragon Rider?"

He smiled, "You want to go against me?"

Jazzia smiled, "Pushing limits, you are riding the Countess into battle from what I hear. I want to see if my tricks will work on her and you. I was granted access to some new spells. Stuff you have never seen Traxxa."

He went over to his team. "I need the team that needs the most work up here with me. She saw two sorcerers, two arcane archers, and three lancers. She assigned them positions. She went up to the patrol area. Set the lancers even higher. Traxxa came at them and they started flying. She had told the lancers to move to intercept 500 ahead of her once they got level. She looked at the others, "Follow!"

She took them straight up and Traxxa took the bait. She threw one spell. A draconic force web and they flew right into it. It did not stop the Countess but it did stop Traxxa as he was bound into the saddle. The Countesses movement was cut in half. She flipped off and headed for her back.

She rolled for her claws. Jazzia dimensioned doored right behind the rider and latched on to him as three practice lances snap against the Countess's underside. Jazzia breathed on her and her brother. The countess called out, "Yield!"

She flew toward two silvers that were observing. She called out, "Pace me!" She did a wingover and took off at full speed. She flew as fast as they were and then she popped a ninety-degree turn. They stared at her as she flew back to the field.

They made a much wider turn She changed forms and landed back on her horse and they landed. Jazzia heard Greta, one of the Silver dragon females who had a mate, "Impressive maneuvers. Very nice turn. You have our speed with better maneuverability in a large dragon form. Several things have changed."

She looked at the Countess and thought, "You get hurt bad?"

She looked at Jazzia, "No. It hurts, but I will be alright. You picked up draconic psionics?"

She nodded, "I can speak directly to anyone. I cannot hear all communications as you do."

She came in for a landing and Traxxa tumbled off. Wendia healed him up some and then the Countess. He finally snapped out of it and looked at her, "What in the fuck was that?!"

She looked at him, "A draconic spell all of your team members are going to pick up for when they are in that form. Called a force web. Think web on steroids. It wraps the target or cuts their movement in half. Lancers could close the distance.

Add in what those front riders can do and she could have had a slow drop to the ground dead. I still have a fourth and fifth lancer; if they made it for practice!"

He sighed and sent someone to check on them. He looked at Jazzia, "Sister has skills. How many times could you cast that? She looked at him, "Six or seven. Then I could heighten, empower, or quicken it for more. It is not affected by magic resistance. You avoid it, save against it, and be slow. Fail and you are a gift-wrapped rock.

Dropping a few hundred feet until it wears off. I can match silvers or red dragons in speed and outmaneuver them."

He looked at her, "That breath weapon of yours fucking hurt!"

She smiled, "I keep telling your guy's energy absorption."

He sighed, "Do not have that spell."

She looked at him, "You have the money, get it crafted into something. It is your ass. I put one on Grandaxxa even as a wedding gift."

He nodded, "Noted. The King wants to see us in the conference room."

Jazzia looked at him, "I have four hunting packs. I would like to pull in one dragon mage into each pack with a ring to use draconic magic. Because I have more."

The Countess looked at Jazzia, "How do you have more?"

Jazzia looked at her, "Captured draconic spell books from a pirate vessel for one. Captured by a blue half-dragon. Was in our library. Had four volumes that I knew of offhand. Part of the reading material I asked for earlier this month. I plan to go through and see what else I can find." She held off on telling her about the two books that also included draconic mythic spells for now.

He heard her groan as they got together. They teleported into the conference room. They were met by her sister the Queen who came and hugged her straight away. She pulled back, "Your chest has certainly expanded."

Jazzia smiled, "Feeding 6 would be a bit tricky if they had not."

She looked shocked, "6?"

Jazzia smiled and threw up a shelter in the room and they stepped inside.

Jazzia looked at her, "How much do you know?"

She looked at Jazia, "Not much, other than your wedding night did not go as expected and you had way too many children and could possibly die!"

Jazzia sighed and nodded, "Sit. Is that all the King knows Countess?"

The Countess sighed at her and sat down, "The details have been withheld until you could talk with them yourself. The Gods have not even given him or anyone an update on your status. Other than you would be flying today and then coming to see the King.

Besides those few of us who helped to take care of you, nothing was passed along. Other than you had a reaction from your relationship with your husband that caused some physical changes. This forced your isolation."

She nodded and the King came in and she bowed to him. He looked shocked, "Champion? By the gods!"

Jazzia nodded, "In more ways than you know, Your Majesty."

She looked around, "Do we have to strip or have the wards been neutralized in the city?" The countess chuckled, "They have been neutralized coming into this room and into the Capital."

She sighed, "Where to begin, Your Majesty."

King Goldeagle looked at her, "Please sit and tell me what happened. Speak plainly."

She smiled, "Sex with a male half-dragon and a female half-dragon are two different things. Their anatomy is quite a bit larger than an elf and probably a lot of humans. They slide in and do not move as the cock has scales on it that expand and lock them in until all of the eggs are fertilized.

Things went fine with him and the other two ladies. As it has for just about every other person who has married a half-dragon. He was expanding even bigger and I wrapped my legs around him, pulled him in even tighter, and changed my hands into claws.

As my claws dug into him his teeth dug into me and he exploded like a geyser into me. I eventually passed out. When I awoke, I was pregnant with 12 children. For the first day or two, I was getting very pissed off. I started making requests.

Angry demands in the case of the Countess. I sent the message out to let you know I was being held and my fellow wives were either locked in or out of the home. My husband was locked out. I forced a reversal of that 'decree' because it was my home, it was an elven wedding overseen by elven gods, and in elven lands. She had no right to keep him from me."

Her sister the Queen looked at her, "You lost 6 children?"

Jazzia shook her head, "No all 12 were born but this is where it will get a little stranger. Correction a lot strange. The process would make me infertile but the best chance they had of saving my life was to switch into dragon form and have the Countess lock my form. The children were growing rapidly.

The Gods were even perplexed by this chain of events. That is until they found out another god was involved as well. That God being Bahamut, the Dragon God of the metallics. He wanted me as his champion on the field. Then there was the issue of what to do about the children.

Let them all die, be born to one or the other. I was getting depressed and desperate. I tried to get them to talk or even acknowledge me in the dream state but they stood there arguing without me being able to hear a word of it. I was there but I was not. I told them if I had no say in my life then my life was not worth living and I would be ready to die.

They finally acknowledged my presence and allowed me to make my feelings known. They were trying to determine the fate of 13. I made an impassioned plea to save all the children. 6 were born as elven and 6 were passed out of me as eggs and born as Silver Dragons. I had 12. I only have to feed 6 with these."

As she bounced her tits with her hands for added emphasis. The King chuckled at her demonstration but her sister the Queen sat there in shock. Jazzia looked at her, "I did not want to lose them. I was not in favor of having children to begin with but I was dragged into an agreement as it was 'best for the family blade' and the 'overall well-being of my family.' I gave birth to 12 gestalts."

Even the King gasped at that. She looked at them, "The top 3 candidates for the blade were selected by the Lady of Dreams and then Bahamut selected the next 3. This was repeated. Then with divine assistance, the six were delivered from my body in the manner in which a dragon would lay the eggs. I had the option at that point of switching forms back.

I elected to stay in that form until all twelve were born. I am still the champion of Corellon Larethian. In the same way, our King has an alliance with the Metallics and agreed to by the Silver Queen. Our Gods came to an agreement with Bahamut. I am probably 80% percent dragon and 80% percent elven. Yes, that is more than 100%t but like my classes, I can do a lot of things. Before you ask.

He wanted me because of my father taking the evil dragon off of the field. Then I helped to dispatch several others off of the field before my wedding. Also, the fact I discovered the new rings. Then there was my choice of mates being a silver half-dragon!

I started piecing the alliance, the traitors, the risks, and contingencies that needed to be looked into. My skill with the blade is no question Corellon Larethian. My magic though changed that night. As did my skin and my eyesight.

I can cast draconic spells; I can fly as fast as the other silver dragons but am much more maneuverable in the air. The draconic spell I threw today soundly beat Traxxa and the Countess when he was wrapped up in a force web and she was slowed by it. The Countess was hit by three practice lances from Shadow Riders. The ones who need the most work as I was told.

I have that spell in a book with several others. All of our dragon Mages can learn to cast it while in dragon form. I can cast it. I cannot hear all psionic communication but I can instigate it with another dragon on a one-on-one basis."

The Countess looked at Jazzia, "You could probably do it with your Uncle John as well."

Jazzia smiled, "I was told this did not impact the timeline. The date I gave before still stands, this was just completely unexpected."

The King looked at her, "What happens with your children?"

She smiled, "The 6 elven children will be raised by Vivia while I am in the field. The Countess and her ladies are helping with the 6 hatchlings. They had to make adjustments to the environment. At least until they were born. Majisa will be watching over all of the young when the parents go off into combat. All twelve children are males. I have to talk with the lady concerning the potential blade wielders.

I still need to name the elven male children. I want the most likely candidate to have a very specific name. Based upon my father's journal Jarrus Silvertree. Named after Jarron who died before I was born like my father. My father admired him. As did Eldar and my grandfather. I have read that journal a lot over the last 50 years and incorporated my father's thoughts into the main journal as each blade wielder has done."

The Countess looked over, "The 6 hatchlings are being moved to a Silver dragons' home. She and her partners may visit as often as they wish or time will allow. The environmental controls are consistent throughout the entire area, not just the falls area where they were born. They are being restored to normal so everyone living there can enjoy them. At her request, the pool water is being kept a few degrees cooler as she enjoyed floating in the cool water."

Jazzia sighed, "The Countess does not want me to have relations with my husband. The gods have not spoken on this matter. I have told her that is not her decision to make."

The Countess looked down, "No they have not. Dragons mate for the creation of the species, love is secondary and marriage is non-existent. For diversity, our laws were set to keep the bonding between a couple for a set period of time.

Then we would find new mates for our next children. Once a dragon hit the end of their fertile time, they would find a life mate. Mine was killed by the Blue Queen in the opening days of the civil war. I was away working Knight business.

I went back long enough to secure our personal horde and hide it away. With the new shelters, I was able to secure it away in my home. I never expected to have more children but your goddess told me I would. I have many half-dragon children. My dragon children were fighting and dying. I do not know how many are left.

Her bargain with the gods was selfless. I talked with Bahamut after I locked her form. What he wanted for her and the children. Locking her in until things were resolved was the divine direction to me. I took it too far. By blocking all of her wives and the others.

She had already limited the visitors she wanted and I cut it back further. She made me see that when she threatened to undo the lockout on her own body. That would have likely killed her and the children. She gained enough information from the books she got to make her plea to the Gods. One of those 6 will be a future champion to Bahamut.

Born from the line who took down the Shadow Dragon champion he had been unable to remove from the field for over 5,000 years. He explained his desperation in why he wanted her to me. She is a bridge between our people and like her own family's history of generating champions this new champion heir will follow suit."

Jazzia looked at her, "He is not a dragon but a half-dragon. You have rights for conscription but they are still in elven land and Traxxa is the sovereign prince over them, in elven lands. Interference in my sex life is out of bounds and I will fight you on this as you have no authority in that area. You are attempting to deny me a 'life mate', give it up as you will not win on that."

The King looked at her, "My Mother commented something was going on with the Silvertree line to have so many champions."

The Countess did not respond to the King's statement.

Jazzia looked at her, "You know something about this but are not allowed to say?"

She sighed, "I talked with the Queen on this a few times. There was a revelation about the family history and a royal decree. She went and found the journals of the royal family for that time period. The Silvertree line exists because the Gods let there will be known to the Queen of that time.

That it was their will for her to issue that unorthodox proclamation to save the family. The Gods have been watching over that family tree for some time. Until Eldar was born. His thoughts, ideas, and intelligence that elf had were remarkable.

Not counting his combat prowess from two different types of elves. He worked to bring the family back to its greatness and cleansed all of the remaining Moon Blades created during the Dragon Wars. His progeny has had heroes in his daughter the Duchess and the Champions Grandfather Brannar who were most notable.

Now three champions. With another bearer hero having been born. They will likely sire another champion. They have been following this one line for a few generations now. This is just the continuation of the discussions the Queen and I had.

We do not have any divine guidance on that other than I was told that a true champion to him will come from one of them. To protect the hatchlings using every dragon I have available.

That champion will not be revealed until after her passing. It led me to believe the Queen had formed a very solid theory on the matter. We have no idea as to what started it or that it even matters. Not when dealing with Gods."