Prince of Time by Tara Janzen

Author:Tara Janzen [Tara Janzen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00B4HA53A
Goodreads: 17345781
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Morgan felt the Night Watchers’ rover slow, but he saw nothing in the vast expanse of the Waste to tell him why. They’d traveled most of the night, with dawn just beginning to break behind them to the east.

Twelve rovers had been sent to the Medain—two to pick up Avallyn and him and bring them here to the middle of nowhere, the other ten to reinforce the troop of wild boys from Sept Rhymer. All the desert Septs had been summoned for battle. The Second Guard was to be fully engaged on Craig Tagen. The First Guard was to be harassed and kept north of Rabin-19, but not engaged, not after what had happened in Pan-shei.

The dragons were rousing, Morgan had heard one of the Sha-shakrieg captains tell Avallyn. Dragons. It scarce made sense, but Avallyn had assured him that they were real, the dragons of Merioneth, fighting dragons meant to fight with him and her.

He knew Merioneth, and he remembered a cavern by the Irish Sea known as the Dragon’s Mouth, but he’d never dreamed the name referred to actual dragons. Even when he’d been in the deeper caverns, there had been only pryf, strange enough for any man of twelfth-century Wales to comprehend, less strange to a man who’d fought with skraelings and Lyrans and other manifestations of galaxy offal.

A man revered as Saint George had killed a dragon once, in a long-ago and faraway land. Morgan had seen a drawing of their battle in Dolwyddelan Castle. Saint George had been mounted on a horse, and the dragon had been writhing about the destrier’s feet, a serpentine beast looking to be twelve feet in length and weighing nearly a quarter of a ton. In the future, he’d seen all manner of dragonish beasts: crocodiles, Komodo dragons, lizards as big as Saint George’s nemesis; the giant tuataras and snakes from the Friina Group—none of which he would particularly care to have by his side in a battle, and for certes none of which he wanted to fall through ten thousand years with in the weir.

The rover came to a complete stop, and still there was nothing to see but the rolling crests of dunes.

Nothing to see, but Morgan felt something, an odd familiarity. His brow furrowed.

“What, milord?” Aja asked, standing next to him on the forward deck. York had chosen to stay and fight on Craig Tagen, but nothing could have kept Aja from Morgan’s side. For himself, Morgan was glad to have the boy with him. If there was to be a parting, he’d as soon it was later.

“I’ve been here more than once in my dreams, but it did not look like this,” he said, glancing over his shoulder at the boy. “Have you ever followed me to such a place through the wine?”

Aja looked out the starboard window and shrugged. “We came out of the desert, milord, and from any direction ’tis all very similar, but I like not the feel of this particular pile of sand.

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