How to Save a Fae (Heir of Dragons Book 2) by J.A. Culican

Author:J.A. Culican [Culican, J.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragon Realm Press
Published: 2021-05-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

The red dragon sped through the air, soaring over the Trading Center and Pan itself. Leaving behind the stench of battle, he and his passenger found the evening air clean and crisp, and as the borders of the lake became visible in the misty distance, neither of them could find anything amiss. “Doesn't look like an army marched in here to me,” quipped Kaleb. “Though, I don't see how they could without getting past the Trading Center. A movement of that kind would have tipped off the Fae scouts and sentries.”

Minx nodded. “Yeah, you're right...” Somehow, though, the sight of a calm, untarnished lake wasn't sufficient to comfort her. A niggling feeling of unease still lingered. It seemed ludicrous to put stock into this shapeless fear—after all, the lake hadn't reached out to her. Heilo Lake, never hesitant to contact her either in dreams or waking life, would surely have alerted her in the event of a serious threat. But she couldn't relax; some instinct deep within her remained inflamed and she felt the need to touch down on the shore so that she could take stock of the lake with her own eyes. “Do me a favor,” she told the dragon, “land near the lake. I want to take a look around. Just for a minute.”

Kaleb acquiesced, descending rapidly and flying close to the tops of the mist-tangled trees that surrounded the lake. “Are the Fae Elders going to throw a fit if they see me hanging out there again?” he asked. “If so, I'll just stay in the woods.”

“No, it should be fine,” she said. Studying the borders of the lake and the buildings occupied by the ascetic Elders, she continued, “I'm not even sure where the Elders are right now, but as an ally of the Fae you have as much a right to be here as anyone. It's the dark army that needs to stay out.”

The dragon shifter landed in the brush, promptly shedding his dragon form. Running a hand through his long hair, he waited for Minx to lead the way. She did so, preoccupied by the utter stillness that presently gripped the area. This, too, felt somehow unnatural. It was evening, so the lack of birdsong and animal noise was hardly exceptional, but even the night insects, ordinarily loud and cheerful, seemed subdued at the moment. The lake, too, was silent; she couldn't hear the lapping of waves despite their proximity to the shore. It's like the land itself is holding its breath... Waiting for something to happen...

Despite the lack of a visible threat, Minx held her bow more tightly than ever as they proceeded through the twilit woods. Kaleb, too, was studying the air, filtering it for unexpected scents. A dozen paces through the wilderness, he reached out and placed a hand on Minx's shoulder, freezing her in place.

“What is it?” she whispered.

The dragon shifter licked his lips, choosing his words very carefully. “There's something out there—a scent.” He fell silent for a beat, then added, “Blood has been spilt here.

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