Sated: A Reverse Harem Dragon Shifter Fairytale Book (Goldilocks and The Three Dragons Trilogy 3) by Delia Castel

Author:Delia Castel [Castel, Delia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The next morning, after visiting Berrin with breakfast, Marigold sat cross-legged on the rooftop, squinting up at the sky. The sun was nearly at its zenith, shining down from an azure sky devoid of clouds, permeating her borrowed breeches and linen shirt. Several feet away, half a dozen griffins rested in massive nests, making shrill chirping sounds at each other. Polaris flew around the neighborhood, waiting for her to form a connection. She had failed to see out of his eyes the night before, and he had suggested transforming in case his dragon form was easier to reach.

Using the meditative techniques the doctor had shared, she expanded her consciousness and thought of Polaris with the same intensity she would use when thinking about Berrin. Every time she felt about to reach him, a band of fear would hold her back. It was ridiculous, as she loved both brothers equally, and she couldn’t fathom why her powers weren’t growing. She cast her mind back to the wonderful time they’d spent, making love under the stars in the woods, but it had no effect.

She thumped the enchanted animal skin. “Damn it!”

Something large and soft and feathery nudged her arm. She turned and stared into pale, yellow eyes that were as sharp as the beak curving down from his face. The griffin cawed. He was larger than the others and sat on tawny, back paws that matched a swishing tail ending with a mahogany tuft.

“Am I disturbing you?”

He shook his head.

“Are you Blacksmith?” she stretched out an arm and stroked his massive, white-feathered head.

He nodded.

“Are you trying to tell me something?”

With another caw, he nodded again. Then, he indicated to the roof door with his head.

Marigold chewed her bottom lip. It was a pity that there was not an easier way to communicate with the griffins. They seemed to be such intelligent creatures. She continued asking Blacksmith what he wanted, but after saying no to food, water, medicine and toys, the griffin gave a frustrated squall and padded away. She made a mental note to get Polaris to speak to the creature when he arrived and to find out what he wanted.

The roof door opened, and Matheson walked in holding a scroll. He halted, as though surprised to see her, but continued walking.

He paused at where she sat. “Marigold—”

“Why are you calling me that?” The sound of her name on his lips felt fake, reminding her of the night of the ball, when he had been overly solicitous, only to leave her when she needed him the most. She felt more comfortable with the volatile, sneering Matheson, who burned with hate for Governor Hertz. That version of him was genuine compared to the one trying to emulate Polaris.

“That’s your name, isn’t it?”

She raised her shoulders. “It seems strange that you’re calling me by my name after all this time.”

“Fine, then.” He widened his stance. “Is Princess better?”

“Yes.” She folded her arms.

He sighed. “I didn’t come here to argue with you. Where’s Polaris? He needs to know what Uncle Hertz is planning.

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