A Sword For A Dragon by Christopher Rowley

Author:Christopher Rowley [Rowley, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, General, Fantasy Fiction, Dragons, Fantasy
ISBN: 9780451452351
Publisher: Roc
Published: 1993-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

The dragon was awoken by hunger. A real genuine famishment that threatened to set flame to his breath. By the old gods of Dragon Home, he swore he hadn’t felt such a need for food in months. His stomach seemed to cleave to his backbone.

The next discovery was even more unpleasant. He was tied up with impressively massive ropes. Indeed, they were close to the size of cables. His arms were pinioned to his body, as were his legs and tail. Even his neck was roped and held down to the floor. No matter how he struggled, he could not break his bonds, although he rolled about on the floor and struck wooden pillars on either side.

Cursing in dragon speech, he craned his head about. The light was very dim, but his nostrils told him immediately that he was in a stables and that he was lying on a flagstone floor. Dragon sight is more acute than that of humans, and despite the dimness of the light, he was soon able to make out certain details of the place. There was a wide entrance at the far end, a door of wood. Light came through the door through tiny chinks around its edge. He redoubled his examination of his bonds.

They were disappointingly thorough. He tried to angle his lower jaw to come at one of the ropes with his teeth, but the rope around his throat was particularly tight and his efforts to bend his long neck cut off his air in no time. He desisted with a gasp and then more curses.

He bellowed for food a few times on the off chance that his captors were waiting to hear from him and would now rush in with some hot bread, some cheese, perhaps some grilled lamb. By the gods, he thought, even legion noodles with plenty of akh would be fine.

At the fifth bellow, the doors opened and men with spears pushed in. Behind them came women clad in the garub of Ourdh. Cautiously they approached and examined him. They brought no food, not even the scent of any food.

Furious, he roared questions at them in Verio.

One of them, the only one who spoke Verio, fainted when she realized that this huge, muscular animal was actually talking to her. She hadn’t been fully prepared for that. On an intellectual level perhaps she had known this, but somehow the legend of the intelligent wyverns of Argonath was not the same thing as the reality. The other priestesses shrank back, cringing away from the sheer size and obvious ferocity of the monster.

He was obviously not about to break his bonds, although he heaved about on the floor, he could not loose his limbs or his tail. Nevertheless the men jabbed at him with their spears, from a general sense of wanting to do something to take control of the situation. As they jabbed, they shouted in loud voices. Like the priestesses, they were rendered highly nervous by the prospect of intelligent language coming from an enormous animal of ferocious aspect and legend.

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