Prisoner of the Dragons by Royce Rebecca

Author:Royce, Rebecca [Royce, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-11-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Amanda opened her eyes and blinked at the midday sun. Princess, wearing Amanda’s body, strode around the feed room making a checklist.

“Well. You’re awake. Someone was a lazybones today. It’s a good thing I don’t need you alert to use you.”

That’s disgusting. Amanda could think whatever she liked. Princess didn’t listen unless she needed something from her.

She supposed she could come up with some kind of reason why she’d slept late but Princess didn’t really care. Living with the dragon for so long had at least taught her what the creature wanted an answer to and what she didn’t.

“Are you getting sick? I won’t be in a sick human body. I just won’t.”

Amanda sighed. “Not sick.”

Dragons didn’t die well. If they weren’t shot down or killed in battle, they ended up in such a state of pain that it made human aging seem kind. Usually the leader, Princess in their case, killed them to get their uselessness out of the group. Anything that might be seen to increase the aging process, like illness, made Princess crazed.

“Well, then. That’s fine.”

Besides, wouldn’t Princess know if she were sick? Amanda rolled her eyes. She dominated her body—surely she’d be alerted first if Amanda took ill. She stopped her thoughts.

Maybe not. If Princess had to ask, then maybe she didn’t have all the answers the way she pretended to. Amanda had already managed to do something Princess thought impossible when she’d temporarily freed herself. What else could she get away with?

Princess was writing numbers down. In her life before coming here, Amanda had never learned to write. Well, she’d tried, but school hadn’t worked out well for her. The only reason she’d figured out how to speak a little bit better had been because of Princess’ constant prodding. Apparently the dragon didn’t want to listen to her prattle on if she couldn’t do it correctly.

What could she do to interfere with her writing? Amanda pushed her own vision into her eyes with Princess’. As long as she didn’t try to take control, Princess probably wouldn’t mind her sharing. It turned out that the dragon didn’t even notice.

We share a body, yet I’m too below her attention to acknowledge. In this case, Princess’ inattention would benefit the experiment.

The dragon was writing down the weights of the vegetables they’d brought it. The scale read 15.8 pounds. Some poor human joined had been out in the heat picking them. Princess bit down on her lip and Amanda tasted blood. The metallic taste made her gag. “I specifically told him sixteen pounds. What is wrong with all of them? Incompetence.”

The poor guy had probably broken his back getting it up the side of the building. His dragon wouldn’t have bothered to go and get him, or at least none of the dragons Amanda knew would have taken the time.

“When he sees this report, he’s going to be punished. And his dragon too. Who let him get away with 15.8 pounds of corn? What good does that do me?”

Princess wanted to write down the number 15.

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