How to Bond a Mage (Heir of Dragons Book 3) by J.A. Culican

Author:J.A. Culican [Culican, J.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragon Realm Press
Published: 2021-08-25T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

He was staring listlessly across the blackened lake when the voice called out to him from afar.

Kaleb shuddered, certain at once that it was old Winterlimb speaking to him. He hadn't heard the ancient tree's voice in quite some time, and was more than a little shocked to hear its call as he stood contemplating the tainted lake. Oh, so now you feel like talking? He thought to himself at first.

He'd been floundering for days, along with Minx and the others, in serious need of guidance, and had been none too pleased at Winterlimb's continued silence. If the great tree was finally ready to reach out to him however, that almost certainly indicated a matter of real importance. As such, he set aside his frustrations and listened. OK, Winterlimb. What's on your mind?

The tree was slow in communicating. He stood by the water, the wind whipping his tousled hair and his ears filled by the babbling of the lake. Whenever words came in that low, deep voice, he usually felt them in his body more than he heard them. It was an odd experience, completely unlike anything he'd ever known amongst his own people. Kaleb was still baffled by the whole experience and wondered how it was even possible that the treasured ancient of the Fae could forge a connection with a dragon shifter.

This time, things were different, though.

The tone of that voice was weaker—noticeably thinner than in previous instances. Though Kaleb had received only a handful of messages from Winterlimb up to that point and was still becoming familiar with him, it was clear that the tree sounded different. His voice lacked strength, and his delivery was a good deal slower than the norm—so much so it almost pained Kaleb to hear him speak.

My strength is rapidly diminishing, began Winterlimb. I come to you with a message of great importance. Time is of the essence. As the enemy's power grows, the window for action closes. I would ask you to hasten to me.

Kaleb turned, looking back at the sprawling woods surrounding the lake. He wants me to go to him? What for?

Winterlimb continued. Deep within me is buried a gift—a treasure that will be of use to you.

The dragon shifter wasn't sure what was meant by this. Deep within you? What, am I supposed to cut you down, then? Have you been holding back on us this whole time, Winterlimb?

The tree did not elaborate, only reiterated its request. You will find a valuable resource at the heart of me—but you must hurry. There is little time. The forces of darkness are crowding in, but I believe this treasure of mine can bring you victory.

I still don't get it! pleaded Kaleb. How am I supposed to access this treasure? Is this some sort of metaphor, or is there actually something inside of you, Winterlimb?

There was no reply. The ancient tree had relayed its message. All that remained was for Kaleb to act.

With a sigh, he started from the shore, motioning to Minx.

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