Dragon Heat (Dragons of Perralt Book 2) by Sher Dillard

Author:Sher Dillard [Dillard, Sher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Purple Herb
Published: 2016-09-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Flint’s heart dropped at the sight of the new Guardsmen. He had hoped to get her out of this without any more fuss. Then he saw Mr. Gray egging them on. Swinging his arm for them to hurry.

Damn, the bastard. He would make him pay. Somewhere, some time.

Flint’s mind raced with different scenarios. Different ways their situation could play out. None of them looked good.

Taking Laila’s arm, he began running deeper into the garden. Laila’s face had turned whiter than moonlight as she tried to keep up with him.

As they turned the last corner, both of them slid along the gravel as they tried to stop. A ten-foot, solid brick wall greeted them.

Flint glanced both ways. No gate in sight. Grumbling under his breath, he grabbed Laila around the waist. She squealed as he tossed her into the air, and onto the top of the wall like a bale of hay. Now was not the time to worry about what she thought or knew. Now was the time to act.

Seeing that she would stay there and not fall off, Flint jumped and grabbed the top of the wall then pulled himself up.

Laila looked at him, her eyes big and frightened. Flint wondered what scared her more, heights, being chased by guardsmen, or him, tossing her around like last week’s laundry?

Before he could think of asking, the guardsmen came around the corner. Each of them halting in formation, staring up at them as if trying to figure out how they had gotten there.

One of the Guardsmen stepped forward with a bow. Flint’s stomach clenched into a ball. He decided now was not the time to explain everything to Laila. Instead, he swung his legs over the edge and dropped to the ground.

“Jump,” he yelled up at Laila, “I’ll catch you.”

He had to give her credit, she didn’t hesitate. What is more, she didn’t need his help. She jumped down, her knees bending and absorbing the jump like an expert.

Smiling up at him she said, “What?” “You’ve never seen a woman in an evening gown jump from a wall? You need to spend more time in Fifth Point.”

Before he could answer, she pulled the hem of her dress up and began sprinting down the back road. Her shapely legs flashing in the moonlight.

Flint shook his head then smiled, what a woman. Running after her he couldn’t stop from smiling. To hell with this place. To hell with his exile. For the first time in a long time, he was enjoying himself.

Laila ducked down an alley to the right. Flint grabbed her arm before she could get too far.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“Your house.” She answered as she tried to catch her breath.

Flint shook his head. “They will be waiting for us. The City Watch will have been called. You slapped a prince, he’s not going to let that go.”

“Well, you destroyed two of his Guardsmen and threatened to kill him. Not only that, you called him, Jeff. They don’t like that.

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