Champion of Fire & Ice by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr [Derr, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay, bisexual, Fantasy, romance
Publisher: Megan Derr
Published: 2021-01-21T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Cimar had never been so sick of people in his life. By the time he managed to escape the onslaught of grabby hands and grossly inappropriate questions, and not-remotely-subtle attempts to glean his shifted form, he was ready to take up life as a hermit.

Or nearly, anyway. More than anything, he wanted to see Davrin, and finally say—and do—all those things he'd held back, for one reason or another, most of which seemed stupid now. He would have never dishonored his wife, but they'd come to their arrangement a long time ago.

If the lindworm had done nothing else, it had reminded him life was short, and nothing was worse than dying with important things left unsaid.

First, however, he released Leonine to go find his lovers, who would no doubt be delighted to console him over their grisly mission and congratulate him on his knighthood.

Second, he headed down to the armory, where the men he'd hired had already delivered the skin to the royal smiths. Cimar wasn't remotely surprised to find every last one of them clustered around the enormous skin taking up a goodly portion of their yard.

The chief blacksmith, and master of the armory, Croy, spied him first. "Didn't expect to see you before tomorrow, if not the day after. Was sure they'd keep you busy in that hall all night and day."

Cimar laughed. "They tried, but I would like rest, not so much wine I make myself sick. They are welcome to drink my share."

The blacksmiths all laughed, and then Croy motioned to the skin. "Know what you want to be done with it, or still deciding? There's enough here for several suits of plate and more besides. Could damn near outfit a small army." As master of the armory, Croy focused on making weapons when he wasn't simply keeping the place in order, but he'd apprenticed first in armor and could hold his own with any armorer in the place. "If we're talking weapons… you could outfit a few large armies."

"What in the world would I do with my own armies, other than make His Majesty think I'm plotting treason? No, thank you. Full plate for me, and again for my squire, to have when he's formally knighted. Swords and matching daggers as well. Two measures each for His Majesty and Her Highness. A dagger and full jewelry set for Lord Davrin, with opals. If there's anything left after that, I'll figure something out."

"There'll be plenty left," Croy said. "I'll keep you posted on the progress, and well done, Sir Cimar. May your name go down in history."

"May there be no more lindworms," Cimar replied, and departed, leaving the blacksmiths cheerfully arguing over the finer points of the new work they'd been given. For most of them, it would be their first time working with lindworm scales, but there would be damaged segments used for practice.

With that final duty executed, he returned to his chambers and had a couple of the guards stationed in the hall assist him with his armor.

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