Flight of the Dragon Knight by D. C. Clemens

Flight of the Dragon Knight by D. C. Clemens

Author:D. C. Clemens [Clemens, D. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy
Published: 2017-06-15T06:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twelve

“That’s everyone,” said the lieutenant, who had teleported in with Ghevont.

“No,” said Lorcan, whose right leg was being tended to by a healer outside the rune. “Where is Menalcus?”

“I’m sorry, but Master Sheridan did not make it.”

My father lowered his eyes and nodded dolefully. In a rare show of tenderness, his wife knelt beside him and planted the softest kiss a woman could bestow on his cheek.

“Dad,” I said, getting on a knee to resist my lightheadedness and reach his eye level. “The Advent I fought, the one who hurt Clarissa, it was Alex.”

“What? Are you certain?”

“Yes. He looks a lot like me. More than that, he recognized me, he remembers his past.”

“And why didn’t you tell me this sooner?! I could ha-”

“We were kind of busy, if you remember. I would have asked for your help if I thought it possible to attain it. There’s something else. He’s corrupted. He’s lucid, but there’s no doubt he’s corrupted. I tried getting through to him, but he sounds either confused or afraid when he talks.”

“Or perhaps he’s under the influence of a mind rune.” I knew better, but I nodded anyway. “At least he’s alive. We have a chance to save him.”

Clarissa lay rested near the pirate cluster. She was being looked after by a healer and now Ghevont. I sought to check up on her, finding the vampire squirming whenever someone touched her anywhere. I hoped the sunlight continued being blocked by the growing ash cloud billowing overhead. Ghevont began giving her what remained of her animal blood supply. My gift to her was not on her person. Not wanting to possibly lose it in the mountain had compelled her to hand it over to Leo for safe keeping.

“How long before she recovers?” I asked the scholar.

“Depends what parameters you’re using to track her progress. Walking won’t be advisable for another two or three days, and surely not over rugged terrain for at least a week. A steady stream of animal blood should strengthen her faster than regular food would for a human, but a full recovery of her energy is likely still two weeks away. I’d normally worry about infection if she were a human, but as she isn’t, the wound itself is more about pain tolerance, which she seems to have plenty of.”

“Should I give her more of my blood?”

“It would indeed fortify her more than the animal type, but if you wish for her to not gain a strong addiction to humans, I highly recommend abstaining from the impulse.”

“She said I taste terrible, though.”

“True, but let me put it this way—if you ate one bad orange, would you give up on the fruit altogether or attempt to seek one with a better flavor?”

“All right, point taken.”

“Diminish in unease, Mercer. As soon as the most intense pain dulls in a few hours, her personality and pleasant company will recover much faster than her physical state.”

“Thank you for doing everything you can, Ghevont.”

“No need for appreciations. She is important to me, too.



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