Dragon's Maid (Love's Enchanted Tales Book 9) by Kimberly A. Rogers

Author:Kimberly A. Rogers [Rogers, Kimberly A.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2019-08-15T00:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Seven

She scowled at the tattered remnants of fabric strewn across the floor in front of the oversized bed that dominated half the chamber. It had barely been a day since she finally tackled the cluttered chaos of the dragon’s private chambers. And, there had been no destroyed clothing then. That dragon.

Damaris bit back any grumbling or even a heavy sigh, knowing he was most likely eavesdropping from the bookroom and more than likely chuckling to himself. Why it amused him so much to poke at her, she still didn’t understand. However, she wasn’t about to let him win this time.

Picking up the tattered strips of fabric as quietly as she could, Damaris then crept back to the door leading to the bookroom. She could see Tancred’s horns bent toward the desk and hear the scratch of his quill against parchment. No doubt, another letter to the dragon king. Those were the missives he still didn’t allow her to write on his behalf; although, she was already transcribing his letters to the nobles of Cian Gwenith.

She kept her steps light as she approached and then she impulsively tossed the entire lot of fabric on the dragon. Who snorted and jerked his triangular head up as strips of fabric fluttered to land on his horns and across his refined jaws. “What are you doing, woman?”

“What am I doing? Truly? That is your question?” She couldn’t help but scoff as she approached his desk. “The better question, my lord, is why you would be so frivolous as to shred your clothing. You told me your transformations are controlled.”

He peered at her through a tattered strip of grey fabric, and she barely kept from laughing at the incredulous sight. He grinned, baring his fangs. “I might have been . . . impatient last night.”

She plucked the fabric strip from across his tapered snout and then grabbed one dangling in front of his right eye. “Tancred. If you wish to retain my service, there will be no more . . . impatience. I refuse to deal with this again, and intentionally destroying your wardrobe is a waste of resources.”

As soon as he chuckled, she snatched a book up and lightly smacked the back of his scaly hand with it. “Behave yourself, dragon. The others will notice when you ruin your entire wardrobe.”

“Who said you could smack a dragon?’

This time she couldn’t resist a little smirk as she raised her eyebrows. “No one. Yet, I have succeeded in doing so from the first time you revealed yourself. Therefore, you should have far greater respect for what I can do with a book in my hand.”

His wings rustled as they unfurled slightly, almost brushing against her with the movement. A contemplative tone entered his resonate voice as he touched the tip of a claw to the side of his snout, murmuring, “Oh believe me when I say I have the utmost respect and fear for you when you have a book in hand. It is an agony to my soul to have you in my bookroom.

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