Taken (The Brindle Dragon Book 3) by Jada Fisher

Author:Jada Fisher [Fisher, Jada]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing
Published: 2019-01-26T22:00:00+00:00

They didn’t, and the initiates returned to their training as usual. It was decidedly bizarre, but every time Eist asked someone, even a teacher, they changed the subject firmly or said there was nothing to worry about at all. But with Ale’a missing from training, and the dragon glen and caves seemingly empty, Eist couldn’t help but wonder if the administration thought they were all complacent, or just stupid.

Naturally, with such things going on and suspicion tearing at her mind again, it was a bit hard to concentrate. Weapons training was cancelled and replaced with more physical training, yet she couldn’t get on cadence or control her breathing like she normally did so easily. And listening in class was completely out the window.

So, when dinner finally rolled around, she was exhausted, cranky, and feeling that paranoia coil quite deeply in her middle.

“Whoa,” Yacrist said, joining her across the table. He had been a few minutes behind her and Dille due to Alynbach insisting on eating a whole squash at their own dinner despite the fact that they knew it took them forever to do so. Even with two of them going at it at once, both Verelda and Fior had finished well before them. “Someone’s grumpy.”

“What do you mean?” Eist asked with a sigh, not even bothering to look up from her plate.

“You always eat a lot of meat when you’re grumpy, and I spy a whole lot of it on your plate.”

“You noticed that?” Dille asked teasingly.

“Of course. Someone has to pay attention to you two busybodies to make sure you actually care for your bodies.”

“Oh,” Dille replied wickedly, her tone meaning that she was about to verbally trounce the handsome boy. “So, you’re saying you notice Eist’s body?”

Before he could answer, someone cleared their throat loudly behind Eist. Or at least she assumed it was loud if she could hear it over the general din of the dining hall.

Both Dille and Yacrist looked upward, their necks craning and their eyes wide with surprise. Given that, Eist was pretty sure she knew exactly who was behind her.

“Yes, Athar?” she asked smoothly, managing not to sound awkward.

“M-may I s-s-sit with you th-three?” Interesting. His stutter seemed to get worse when he was nervous. Or at least Eist assumed that he was nervous judging by the fear radiating from him.

Funny to think that someone as large as him could ever be afraid of someone like her.

The others were still gawking at him like he was some strange giant, but Eist just shrugged. “The seat’s empty.”

There was a beat of silence, then the groaning of the bench as his large, muscled form settled down. Unsurprisingly, he didn’t say anything else and the three just continued with their conversation as normal.

That was, however, until Ain came along.

To his credit, he played it quite cleanly, just sliding in next to his friend without a word and starting to eat. Yacrist and Dille both stared at him, but Eist just shrugged.

A truce was a truce. Eist was willing to let him exist if he was going to do the same for her.

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