AGNUS DEI
As Agnus Dei flew beside her parents, a thought kept rattling in her mind. She chewed her lip, but could not rid herself of it. The wind blew around her, scented of morning and dew, and sunlight filled the sky, but Agnus Dei did not see this beauty. She thought back to the ruins of Requiem, where she had fought Gloriae the Gilded, and ice filled her belly.
Father had spoken words to Nehushtan, words that kept echoing. "I still lead my people, though only five remain."
Kyrie had not noticed, but Agnus Dei had.
Five.
Five Vir Requis.
She looked at Mother and Father, and at Kyrie, and tears filled her eyes.
"Mother," she whispered. Her whisper barely carried in the wind, but Lacrimosa still heard. She turned to face Agnus Dei, eyes soft.
"Mother," Agnus Dei said. She hated that her voice trembled, that tears filled her eyes, but could not help it. "Mother, Father said that— He—" She trembled. "Mother, who is the fifth?"
Lacrimosa was crying too. She smiled through her tears. "Agnus Dei," she said, "you have a sister."
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Blood of Requiem (Song of Dragons, Book 1)
FantasyLong ago stood the kingdom of Requiem, a land of men who could grow wings and scales, breathe fire, and take flight as dragons. Requiem ruled the sky. But Dies Irae, a tyrant leading an army of griffins, hunted Requiem's people, burned their forests...
