Stone Rose, the Lost Gods 3 by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr [Derr, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Fiction, Gay, Epic
ISBN: 9781620041413
Google: GeeFMAEACAAJ
Amazon: 1620041413
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Published: 2012-06-03T12:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Fidel sneezed, so hard his entire body shook with the force of it.

"This rain will kill all of us," Corinos said tiredly. "When this is over, I am never going outside again."

"At least it is not cold enough to freeze," Fidel said, though he didn't sound particularly cheered by his own words. "Merciful gods, I am glad it is not snow." Corinos grunted in agreement. On one hand, snow would make it much, much easier to follow a trail - however he did not even want to think about how treacherous the mountain became in a snowfall. So far they were still in the lower portions, going backward and forth, weaving their way through the dense, black forest. Soon, though, they would have to abandon the horses and begin a far more difficult climb.

Hopefully, they would meet up with Culebra and this Cortez before that point was reached. His blood went cold at the thought of Culebra being made to climb up the mountain. Surely the people who wanted Culebra were not that stupid. Scales and teeth, he hoped not.

Fidel sneezed again, sending water cascading everywhere, then sneezed rapidly three more times.

Corinos could feel a cough of his own coming on. He would be lucky indeed if the abysmal weather did not render him too sick to function. Desperately he tried to quash all thoughts of being sick. The last time he had succumbed to illness, his brother had gone alone with Culebra on one of his trips. Granito was dead now. He would never be able to separate the two. He could not, would not, get sick. Not now, when Culebra needed him.

Above them was nothing but clouds and a gray, hazy indication that somewhere above those clouds was the sun. It was cold, wet, and could not possibly get any more miserable. Why now, of all times, did the Storm Dragons of Kundou choose to dump such awful weather upon them?

He tried to think positively - as Fidel had said, it was not cold enough to freeze, and it was not snow. Somehow, the thoughts were not as comforting as they should be. Heaving a sigh, Corinos attempted to settle more comfortably in his saddle, but quickly gave it up. He was wet, cold, tired, worried. Even breathing seemed too cumbersome a task right now.

"That thing is truly terrifying," Fidel said. Corinos laughed. "She is not terrifying at all. Ruisenor is kinder than most people I know."

"That is the sort of thing that stalks nightmares. People wake up screaming from nightmares which contain such things."

"Ruisenor is just a large snake. She would never hurt anyone - unless they hurt Culebra. Otherwise, I suspect she is far more interested in nice, plump animals."

Fidel did not look convinced, eyes locked warily on the long, dark shape that slithered alongside them like the shadow of an unseen animal. "I have never even heard of a snake like that. Where did you find her?" Corinos shrugged. "She found his Highness, actually.

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