Son of Winter (Dragon and Storm Book 2) by Anna Logan

Author:Anna Logan [Logan, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Java Dragon Press
Published: 2020-05-24T22:00:00+00:00

15

Iron

T arol’s celith squealed in pain. Resh grunted. Arrows hissed through the air and embedded all around them. Talea ducked, making herself as small as possible behind Yhkon as he wheeled Eclipse around, away from the army below them and the archers it boasted. Tucked almost sideways against his shoulder, she caught a glimpse of the force as they turned away. Like a sea of iron. How many were there? Hundreds?

“Ki, up with me! Resh, take Tarol! Let’s go!”

Yhkon’s commanding voice honed her focus. She instinctively grabbed Ki’s arm, helping him onto Eclipse’s hindquarters behind her, where he had little to straddle and even less to hold, except for her. Tarol was up with Resh and Skyve, his own celith grounded, multiple arrows in its chest and neck.

They fled back the way they’d come. Grrake must have already guessed what was going on—he had steered the group away from the hill. Yhkon took Eclipse to the front and didn’t slacken his pace.

Yhkon swore, seconds before Eclipse planted his hooves. As she swayed from the jolt, Talea saw why: at least fifty Kaydorians on celiths ahead of them. The other Wardens had stopped as well, analyzing the force. Did they think they had a chance against them? What if they…want us to use our lightning? She was about to ask Yhkon what he was thinking, when Gustor called, between curses, “Yhkon, left and right, back! Better make a move!”

Talea whipped her head either direction. Sure enough, smaller, mounted forces of at least a couple dozen each were behind and to either side of them. Whichever way they tried to go, the Kaydorians would close in.

“What’s the fuss!” Tarol was practically squirming behind Skyve. “It’s a simple matter of deciding which idiots to attack first. Let’s go!”

Yhkon ignored Tarol’s outburst. She could tell he was trying to work something out, with his brow knit and eyes narrowed. “Why have the foot soldiers…if we’re mounted…”

“Come on, Yhkon!” Tarol muttered. “All we need is your royal consent and we can deal with this!”

“Shut up, Tarol.” Larak moved his celith closer to Eclipse. “I think it could be a trap.”

“Exactly.” Yhkon’s frown deepened, as the three Kaydorian forces began advancing. “But it looks like we have no choice but to walk into it. Break through, west!”

The western force was the smallest, and hopefully easier to break through. Talea clung tightly to Yhkon and Ki clung tightly to her. Eclipse’s muscles gathered and stretched beneath them with every powerful stride, the wind created by his speed whipping back her hair and bringing tears to her eyes. The glinting iron of the Kaydorians was a blur that raced toward them, brandished swords and armor that she could somehow still hear clinking, above the thunder of hooves that enveloped everything.

She knew they had reached the enemy when she felt Yhkon’s body moving, swinging his sword. Everything happened too quickly to see. All she knew was that where his sword went, a spray of crimson followed. Celiths were snorting and squealing, men shouting, iron clashing…

And then it wasn’t.

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