Pseudo-Dragon (The Blue Dragon's Geas Book 4) by Matthynssens Cheryl

Author:Matthynssens, Cheryl [Matthynssens, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-31T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Sordith had always prided himself on being able to take in the most devastating news with a calm demeanor. In spite of this ability, he could not help feeling that his half-brother had completely rattled him, and he did not like it. If he had not seen Jayson crumble before his eyes, then he would not have believed the words spilling out of Alador. He had seen Alador’s power first hand, and he knew that when it came to matters of such enormity, the man did not lie. Well, that and his brother was a horrible liar, he mused.

He sat holding the jug as he considered that he was at a crossroads at this moment. One that would determine the rest of his life, whether it was to be short or long. He could side with the High Minister as the Trench Lord should; it had been his long term plan from the moment he had first stepped into the previous trench lords’ services. Add to that, he would still technically be supporting family.

Otherwise, he could throw his lot in with Alador. This was the riskier path, but it seemed to have greater power to its benefit. The boy had united a few dragons to his cause. He had just admitted that he was some form of dragon. Alador had also just shared that another of the allies that Sordith had been courting as his father was instead a dragon as well. This brought a pull from the jug as he thought things over. Henrick must be a very swift thinker because Sordith prided himself on being able to spot such ruses. The dragon had to be a very old one if he had enough power to effortlessly maintain such a transformation. Though, he mused, it did explain why the man ate so much. This brought an inward smile.

When a polite cough cut the silence, he realized that Alador was quietly waiting for him to speak. Sordith was not sure how to go on. His mind was racing over the facts as if racing over the air course on a lexital, such races were a favorite pastime of some of the younger and bolder of the upper tiers. Speaking of time, he needed to buy more to sort this all out properly. He did not need to rush his decision on who to support even though the news held such enormity for the two possible paths of his future.

He glanced up to Alador who was sitting patiently. “How did he know the details of my mother?” Sordith asked. He pushed the jug away from himself before he just upended the entire contents.

“I don’t know. That is something you will have to ask him if you ever cross paths again.” Alador stood and picked up the cup that Sordith had tossed. He refilled it and pressed into Sordith’s hand.

Sordith took it absently. “You think he will not return to Silverport?” He sat staring into the cup, turning it around and around.

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