Dragon Tide: Keys of Power by Sarah K. L. Wilson

Author:Sarah K. L. Wilson [Wilson, Sarah K. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarah K. L. Wilson
Published: 2019-11-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I DIDN’T LIKE THE OOSQUER, I decided when we had been traveling for a few hours. They didn’t feel right to me. Olfijum felt the same way – or maybe I felt this way because Olfijum did. We were beginning to mirror each other a bit too closely as we clung together in a mix of hope and despair.

“Are you thirsty?” I asked Heron gently as we flew.

“Thank you,” he said, taking the flask from me and drinking. He still had enough of a memory to do things like that.

“Do you remember your name?” I asked.

“Name?” he sounded far away.

“You’re Heron,” I said. Ignoring Olfijum whose mind was drifting into thoughts about the Dazenloft we were going to. He seemed very suspicious of it, as if the idea was too good to be true.

“Are you important to me?” he asked me.

I tried to smile, but I could feel that my smile was hollow as the sting of his words set in. “I’m Seleska, and yes – you used to think I was important to you.”

“I can’t remember,” he said, confusion on his face.

I blinked back angry tears.

“This is Olfijum,” I said, patting the dragon’s neck. “He’s a friend of yours, too.”

Heron. Olfijum was letting me hear him speak to Heron.

Heron flinched at his mental voice.

“That hurts,” he said faintly.

“It didn’t hurt before,” I said but I couldn’t help feeling even worse when he put his hand to his head and closed his eyes. He couldn’t even speak with Olfijum? What had they done to my Heron?

His huge frame was hunched over itself, making him appear smaller and his movements which had always been confident before were hesitant and weak now. It felt like caring for a child – a stranger’s child whose behavior was mystifying.

“Your parents,” I said gently, “are Alin and Rasia in the Havenwind Isles. Do you remember them?”

He paused a long time. “No.”

I offered him an inviting smile. “And you are a blacksmith. You can see how things work at a glance. You have an amazing talent.”

After a while, he said, “I don’t remember.”

There had to be some way to caress his memories back to the surface. They had to be hidden in there somewhere. Maybe if I did something that shocked him?

I leaned in close to him, to where I could smell his familiar scent. It smelled like home. I smiled shyly, keeping his gaze held in mine and leaning just a little closer.

“Maybe this will remind you,” I whispered, leaning toward him for a kiss.

He ducked back so quickly that he almost fell from the saddle. “Ummm.”

“Sorry,” I muttered, my cheeks heating.

I wanted to curse. I wanted to rip Atura to shreds and dance on her grave. I wanted to burn the whole world with fire.

Good thing you aren’t the fire-breather then, hmmm?

But Olfijum was just as furious as I was. I could feel it in his thoughts. And worse, I had a terrible sinking feeling that if they could do this to Heron, then they were doing to Nasataa, too.

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