The Curse of Gremdon by Ciara Knight

Author:Ciara Knight
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: witches, dragons fantasy romance, witches and romance, witches and sorcerers, dragons and dungeons, witches and monsters, witches and dragons, dragons and magic, dragons adventure
Publisher: Ciara Knight

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“Find some fresh fruit and flowers.” Tardon barked at the wide-eyed servant standing in his chamber doorway.

“But, sir, the merchants are closed. And food is scarce.”

“Go to the shoemaker, he owes me a favor. He will acquire some from other merchants on your behalf. Now go.”

Skin pricking with anticipation, Tardon paced the room after the servant skittered away.

A warm fire glowed in the corner and candles lay scattered throughout the room. He wanted to see every inch of her body while he slowly removed her clothing. Every curve, finger, and lip would glisten in the dim light.

His groin throbbed at the vision of touching her bare skin.

“Sir, I have some flowers and fruit. The merchants wanted to know why you made such a strange request for flowers. I told them you wished to send them to a sick friend.”

Lies, so many lies to be together, but it would be worth it. “Place them on the table then leave. I will not require your services this evening.”

The servant bowed and backed toward the door. Tardon bolted to his side and stared him down. “Heed this warning: if you speak of this to anyone, I will hunt you down and skin you like a small animal.”

“Y—yes, sir.” The servant scurried from the room. Tardon missed the trust he had with Kendar and was not in the mood to train a new servant.

He jammed the poker in the fire and it roared to life, as did his anxiety. He would be Arianna’s first, requiring a gentle and kind touch, but his passion grew with each passing moment. Fear of not being able to control himself dulled the burning fire within. What if I hurt her?

He shoved the poker into the holder and fidgeted with food and the blankets on the bed. The moon shone high in the sky and still no sign of Arianna.

He picked up a glass of wine and took a swig. The berry and pepper flavors danced on his tongue. The fire died to smoldering specks of bark along with his patience.

“Saldor.” He had to have found out and detained her. Forget diplomacy and secrecy. If Arianna wanted him, he’d release her from Saldor’s clutches. Even if he had to slit the bastard’s throat to do it.

He downed the last of the deep, violet wine and grabbed his sword. Tardon would have Arianna in his arms tonight, over Saldor’s dead body if need be.

The musty corridor sat vacant of life. Not even a rodent scurried by. Hairs on the back of his neck stood to attention at the silence. He pulled his blade from his boot, then exited to the courtyard. No one in sight. Certainly a guard should patrol at this hour. Still, Tardon remained in the shadows and maneuvered through the small passageways to Saldor’s chambers.

His gut wrenched at the scent of fresh food wafting from inside. A sign of Saldor cooking and caring for Arianna again.

Tardon beat his fist against the door. No answer.

He pounded again, the lock clicked and Tardon pushed, knocking Saldor backward.

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