Empire of Dirt: (Echoes of Fate: Book 2) by Philip C. Quaintrell

Author:Philip C. Quaintrell [Quaintrell, Philip C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Quaintrell Publishings
Published: 2017-11-26T22:00:00+00:00

It wasn’t long after they returned to the safety of Dragons’ Reach that Adriel caught up with them by the lake, in the centre of the crater. Ilargo walked tentatively by the edge of the water, testing the strength in his healed leg, while Galandavax ascended one of the floating boulders and relaxed, allowing his long tail to hang over the lip. Rainael stood proud before Gideon and Galanör, making it clear that they weren’t to stray until Adriel had finished speaking to them.

“Is this the first time you have shared an injury with Ilargo?” Adriel asked pointedly.

Gideon hesitated under the questioning. “No. I hurt my leg when Malliath fought with him. But it healed within a day.”

“What else have you shared?” Adriel asked.

Gideon looked to Galanör for support, but the elf appeared just as interested in the answer as Adriel.

“I’ve heard, I think I’ve heard some… thoughts?” Gideon turned his statement into a question as he felt completely out of his depth.

“Anything else?” Adriel continued.

Gideon thought of the pull he had felt to Mournblade, but he wasn’t sure how it could be connected to the strange events of today. His expression betrayed him however, and Adriel could see that there was something else.

“I’ve never used a sword in battle but…” Gideon wasn’t sure how to explain it. “But I am drawn to Mournblade more and more.”

Adriel glanced at Rainael for just a moment. “Have you tried to pull it from the stone?” the elf asked, casually.

“Yes, but nothing happened.”

Adriel looked away and slowly paced the shoreline, his expression unreadable. A light breeze blew his blond hair and robes out behind him, carrying a sweet scent to Gideon’s nose. The elf turned on his heel and met Rainael’s vibrant blue eyes as if she had spoken to him.

Adriel asked, “When Malliath was on Korkanath, did you ever experience such connections?”

Gideon thought about it for a moment. “No. Never. I would remember something like this. The first time I heard Ilargo I thought I was going to pass out.”

Again, Adriel and Rainael locked eyes and a moment of silence passed between them. Without warning, the green dragon bowed her head until her mouth was only a foot away from Gideon’s face. He could smell the blood and flesh of the giant lizards she had torn apart in the desert, and he changed his breathing to use only his mouth.

“Stay very still…” Adriel warned, sounding alarm bells in Gideon’s head.

Rainael inhaled a deep breath, so deep that Gideon feared his skin would be pulled from his face. The dragon exhaled softly and returned to her regal posture without incident.

“There’s no elf blood in you,” Adriel explained. “If there was any elf in your ancestry, Rainael would know.”

“Wait. Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Galanör stepped forward, scrutinising Gideon with new eyes.

Gideon took in every detail of Adriel’s silent reply and still couldn’t read his expression. Galanör on the other hand appeared to have got stuck somewhere between shock and awe.

“What?” Gideon pleaded.

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