Might of the Dragon by Jasmine Walt

Author:Jasmine Walt [Walt, Jasmine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dynamo Press

Ten

When I came to, I was back in the carriage, lying on my side on the bench. Groaning, I tried to lift my hands to my throbbing temple, but they were tied behind my back, the rope so tight that my hands had gone numb while I was out. Panic spiked in my blood, and my eyes flew open to find Trolbos sitting across from me. An ugly grin spread across his thuggish face as he saw I was awake.

“Finally come back to us now, have you, bitch?” he sneered. “I knew you couldn’t be trusted. It was only a matter of time before you showed your true colors.”

“Enough, Trolbos,” Salcombe said, his voice like ice. “I am not pleased with you, either. Zara’s escape attempt might have been successful if I hadn’t stopped her at the door.” The implication that Trolbos was at fault was crystal clear.

Trolbos set his jaw, his eyes blazing with hatred. “I’m sorry, sir. It won’t happen again.”

“No, it won’t,” Salcombe said softly. He’d never once turned to look at us, his eyes trained on the landscape. Night had fallen, and though the sky was still cloudy, it was clear enough to allow the moon to illuminate the fields rolling past us. Opening my senses, I immediately knew that we were nearing the estate. The heart’s distinctive gong sounded in my head, tugging at my soul. The treasure hunter in me wanted to find it, wanted to dig it up and finally hold it in my hands. Despite coming within spitting distance of two different pieces, I’d never actually seen one in the flesh.

But the heart wasn’t the only thing close by, I realized. Lessie was near too—only a few miles away. “Zara,” she said urgently. “Are you all right? I’ve been trying to reach you!”

“Salcombe drugged me. I just woke up,” I said, my mental voice groggy. Whatever sleeping serum he’d injected in me had packed quite the punch—part of me wanted to close my eyes again and drift into that deep, dark sleep. “We’re very close to a piece of the dragon god’s heart, Lessie.” I sent her a mental image of the estate.

“I’ll meet you there,” Lessie said. “We’ll take out Salcombe and his lackeys before they dig up the heart.”

Hope surged in my chest, but I didn’t allow myself to be lulled into a false sense of security—there were all kinds of things that could go wrong. “This is foolish,” I said to Salcombe, trying to appeal to his sense of reason. “We’re breaking into an occupied estate. How are you going to get in, dig up the heart, and get out without being spotted? You can’t hope to drug everyone into a stupor like you did when we broke into that townhouse in Zallabar.”

“Stop asking questions,” Salcombe ordered. “Your only concern is to locate the heart. You are not in charge of the logistics.”

“No, but I’ll still be hanged if we’re caught.”

“And you’ll be killed if you continue to refuse to cooperate.

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