DragonLight - Dragon Keeper Chronicles 05 by Donita K. Paul

Author:Donita K. Paul [Paul, Donita K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-04-24T08:47:47+00:00

As they approached the west side of town, Kale smelled cooking. The odor of sizzling sausages pushed back the scent of destruction. People passed them with plates full of biscuits, breakfast meat, and a pile of thick porridge.

Gilda brandished a stirring spoon at a handful of children. “Find more butter. See if you can locate more unbroken jars of jam.”

Kale gasped. “They shouldn’t be going into those toppled buildings. What if the debris shifts?”

Gilda cast her a scathing look. “I’m not that foolish. Most of the outlying homes have root cellars. The children are only picking from the holes that broke open. They are ‘fishing’ with poles I provided. With a little ingenuity, I’ve manipulated these rods, infusing them with a special attractive power so they pick up the usable items from a safe distance. In all this chaos, my scavengers are the only ones having fun.” She waved her hand over the food laid out on makeshift tables. “Come, eat. I know you are tired.”

Kale took Bardon’s arm. She amazes me. At times I want to wring her neck. Then she does something like this.

Bardon rubbed the back of her hand on his arm. “But she still manages to be irritating as she shows us her generosity.”

We’re both tired. Kale’s next thought was cut off by her husband’s quote.

“‘Words spoken from fatigue resurface like oil on water. They are clearly seen and not easily eradicated.’”

She allowed herself a muffled growl, just to let Bardon know he had struck a nerve. “I was going to say we’d best watch what we say.”

“Isn’t that what I said?” He blinked with a vacant, innocent air, but Kale suspected he had enough energy left to tease her.

“Bardon, if you quote another principle, I’ll kick you.”

“You’re too tired to kick me.”

“Yes. You’re right. I am.”

“Sit here, and I’ll get you a plate.”

Kale sank onto the grass among dozens of others who had followed the smell of a good meal. By the time Bardon returned with two plates, she could barely keep her eyes open.

“Where’s Toopka?” she asked.

“Sitting with Sir Dar. I think she is avoiding you.”

“Why?”

“Eat,” commanded Bardon. He watched her take a bite of the sweetened porridge. “Perhaps because she and Sittiponder went screaming through the village last night.”

“They’re heroes.”

“They’re children who are worried.”

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