I was in a concrete room with a mesh roof in a firehouse, I could hear Nicole and Michèle crying very loudly in a room next door.

We had been covered during the transport and we didn't know where we were but we were still in the south, further south.

I was crying too and I was brought raw meat and bread... I only took the bread and said I would give the meat to my friends.

I was filmed and I made myself curl up, with my back to the cameras, whining.

We spent the night with sobs and guards screamed.

A padré came and said to me in Spanish:

"Are you the Beast of the Apocalypse? What are you doing on earth? You should be in hell. He told me in Spanish and Latin."

I say in French: "Padre, I speak French, English and Dutch but I understand all languages because of my dragon nature. Forgive me"

"Do not abandon me, I am baptized, I am a believer and I go to Mass every Sunday. Ask the priest of my parish, I beg you! Don't take away my faith in addition.

I know my prayers and I respect the carema. Look, I even refused meat for bread..."

The padre relaxes. "I'll bless you and say an exorcism prayer and we'll see if you're sincere!"

He anointed me and threw liters of holy water at me and I got down on my knees.

Then the padre asked me a question: "Have you ever killed?"

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"Answer me honestly."

"Yes, Father, and I regret my action not a day has passed since I did it."

Padre: "Ah! At least you're on the way to redemption. At that moment, did you enjoy killing and then regretting your action?"

I:" I regretted before, during and after. I was a baby dragon and there were 6 or 7 of them with guns and I fired to defend myself."

Padre: "You didn't use any powers against them?"

Me: "No, I had no power at that time! I used human weapons against hunters who had killed my mother. But she's the one who's guilty. She pretended to be dead, an arrow in her head, but she knows how to make illusions and screw up your head and mind. My mother is a monster. Please protect me from her. She could be anywhere!"

I licked his shoes and begged for mercy.

He caressed me on the skull and left saying to me: ''You did well''!

I heard the padré in another room talking seriously to an officer and they were talking about nobles, orders, hunters and hunters. I didn't understand it.

Then Michèle and Nicole came crying and running into the room where I was and jumped around my neck.

They rubbed me with a cloth and a bucket: "Members of the royal family are coming here, be careful what you say. We love you, Emily."

"I love you too! Don't forget me! I'm Emilie Corentin! Ask my teachers, if I don't get out of here to send me the exam questions, I want my diploma!"

They were taken to the airport and released and expelled from Spain. Luc and Celine were forbidden to come and meet me. They then approached the Spanish Embassy in Brussels but the answer was always the same: reason of State!, National Security.

I was in the dark and the padre asked me what I wanted.

"Did my friends get home okay? My mom and dad? I'd like to hug them."

Padre: "Your tutor? What is he to you?"

"My family was murdered while on a pilgrimage to Lourdes. Eric, my best friend, his family took me in and adopted me. He was my older brother and he took care of me when I was dying. His mother and father were slaughtered in turn because of the egg!

But before I was dying and when I fell, when I died, I found myself IN the egg and my nightmare started."

Padré: "Did you keep all your memories? And the egg, how was it? There was an embryo in it? "

Me: "No, a beautiful transparent stone. Nothing in it!"

Padré: "You haven't heard a voice or in your mind? who tells you things and how you should do it?"

Me:" No, never. Why?"

Padré: "Forget it, it's fine like that."

He asked me if I needed anything.

Me: "Yes, I would like not to miss my exams and get my diploma."

Curious, the priest asked: "A degree and what are you going to do with it?"

"Register as a biologist and study nature, make films and animal reports."

Ah... Well...

Here are your exam questions and writing materials. We made you a qcm, it's easier.

The next day, the padre took the leaves back but they had many stains on them. Tears...

The following week, I was allowed to wash. And we were going to change the straw.

The padre, who was also an officer, warned me that I was going to have a visit from someone important. That I had no right to ask questions unless asked.

They were nobles and I had to be sincere and daring.