Dragon School_Dragon Piper by Sarah K. L. Wilson

Author:Sarah K. L. Wilson [Wilson, Sarah K. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarah K. L. Wilson
Published: 2018-09-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

As I slept, I dreamt of Leng. Wherever he was now, he didn’t seem to be helping refugees anymore. Had Savette assigned him to something new, or had he gone off on his own? It would be just like him to see an opportunity and take it.

He was dressed in rough city clothes – not his usual Dragon Rider leathers – and he slipped through a dark alley like he was hiding from something. He rounded a corner and I caught a glimpse of city buildings rising up all around him. The night was anything but peaceful, with children wailing in the night and harsh words coming from open doors. The glowing entrance to an inn peeked through a gap between the buildings and Leng shrank back into the shadows as a man was thrown roughly out the door to sprawl across the sky steel street. Sky steel! He was in a skycity somewhere. Leng pushed on, keeping to the shadows, and entered a poorly lit door.

“You’re late,” a voice said from the shadows.

“Two knaves and a dragon kept me at bay.”

“What color of dragon?” The way the question as asked seemed significant – like it meant something beyond just dragons.

“Gold,” Leng answered and there was a sigh of relief from the other man, like the answer was a key to a lock.

“We’ve been expecting you. Come inside.”

I woke to a yell and sat bolt upright, the dream of Leng still fogging my mind. At least he’d been safe, even if I couldn’t puzzle out where he was or what he was doing.

Raolcan slept, snores coming up from his belly and smoke gusting through his nostrils with each rumbling snore. His foot was empty. Tor must have wriggled out of his grip while he slept. Around us, the other dragons slept, too, massive bodies heaving up and down with each breath. I scrambled up on my crutches, scanning the camp. Who yelled? Had Tor betrayed us somehow?

There was dew on the grass despite the bright light – so probably morning still. Ephretti and Dax’s tents sparkled with dew droplets. They must still be in them or the dew would have shaken off when they were disturbed.

I scanned the horizon. No trail of people. No horses. No unfamiliar dragons that I could see. Our wild dragons roamed the hills and mountains, but in ones and twos not in clusters like an opposing force would be.

My breath was quick as my mind flittered from one possible scenario to another. What did I know? That Tor was missing and there had been a scream. It must be him screaming. He either fell off a cliff or was set upon by an enemy. Either way, I was in no condition to help. I’d need to wake Raolcan.

I was just moving to do that, when a pair of silhouettes entered the small hillside clearing, their backs to the sun so their faces were wreathed in shadow. I could tell that the skinny figure in front, with his arm pinned awkwardly behind him, was Tor.

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