Dragon Unleashed by Eve Langlais

Author:Eve Langlais [Langlais, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781988328508
Publisher: New York Times Bestselling Author
Published: 2017-06-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Yes, his damned grandmother.

Of all the ill timing. Ignoring her tempted, but he knew better than to deny her presence.

Grandmother never spared the rod—on man or child. Respect for the matriarch was always maintained.

“Computer, allow sky access to our guest.”

“Please verify the command.” Because Tomas had never issued the command before.

“Yeah, it’s me commanding.” Stupid security features. Tomas slapped his palm onto the access panel screen embedded in the breakfast bar countertop. High overhead, the rooftop egress slid open, and a moment later, in swooped a dragon. A rather majestic dragon in light purple tones with hints of gray. Grandmother was getting on in her years.

She also never came to visit. As she grew older, she preferred to remain close to home, near her hoard. Grandmother had quite the collection. She collected the standard riches—gold, jewelry, paintings—but she also had a strange obsession with collectible figurines. She had hundreds of them. All in perfect condition. Their porcelain painted eyes always watching.

As a young boy, Tomas was convinced they were moving. He blamed them for some incidences in the house he’d been raised in. The spilled plant, and the broken-off leg of a dancing gentleman beside it meant Tomas lost dessert privileges for a week.

The shepherd girl that disappeared with the soldier, never to be seen again? Tomas got blamed for that, too, even though he was sure they’d eloped. Who else would be sending postcards from around the world claiming, “Having fun. Wish you were here.”

But at least grandmother’s hoard obsession could be smashed with a hammer if needed. Grandfather’s involved dark arcana books from a time when there were wizards and sorceresses. None had been seen now in centuries, their births rare to start with, and once the dragons chose to eliminate them for aligning with humans in the war, they went extinct.

Dark magic should be destroyed, but instead, Grandfather held it all in one well-hidden bunker.

Tomas had no idea where it was, but remembered seeing it as a child, his grandfather blindfolding him and putting a headset on that muffled all outside sound.

But he didn’t need to see to feel the itch of power when his grandfather brought him into the place where he kept his hoard.

It made a dragon want to control the world.

Running the world, though, required a lot of paperwork and dealing with people. Tomas resisted the urge to rampage and become supreme ruler. But even over twenty years later, the feeling still crept up on him. Imagine now, if the wrong person were to find the hoard.

What fun they’d have.

Less fun was dealing with Grandmother. He eyed her with suspicion as she alit and transformed, her frame still as tall as ever, her features just as sharp. The massive size of her dragon compressed into that of a woman with a Rubenesque shape.

“She’s naked,” Chandra squeaked and hid her face.

“Of course she is. We rarely carry around clothes. It’s undignified.” Dragons did not put as much stock in nudity as humans did. They also didn’t transform often, not of late.

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