The Final Two by Audrey Faye & Shae Geary

Author:Audrey Faye & Shae Geary [Faye, Audrey & Geary, Shae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fireweed Publishing Ltd
Published: 2018-12-26T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Kellan carried bowls of hot stew over to the fire where the two new elves sat, eyes huge and watchful. She couldn’t blame them. They were surrounded by dragons, and very few of them looked friendly.

Including hers, but she was done trying to convince Baraken to embrace this with her words. If he couldn’t figure out how to behave, she would just have to show him. She held out one bowl to Bisra and the other to her brother. “Jae found some wild onions this morning, and Fendellen roasted the meat before we put it in the stew, so it’s pretty tasty.”

“It smells wonderful.” Bisra looked gratefully at the food. “We brought a little with us, but most we left with our clan.”

Karis raised an eyebrow, squatting on the other side of the fire with a bowl of her own.

Tet shrugged. “We can hunt. They’re traveling with the littles and elders, so they needed it more than we did.”

Karis nodded. “Do they need more food for the journey?”

Both Tet’s eyebrows flew up, but it was Bisra who answered. “Our clan has good hunters. We shared with others who had less, but they have enough.” She glanced carefully at Timot, who was lounging on a rock behind her brother. “We haven’t been hungry this winter. It’s been a blessing.”

Kellan felt her dragon’s rumble before she heard it.

Timot’s head came up, his eyes at sharp attention. “Lovissa permitted it. Gifts of food to any clan who brought a broken dragon-killer arrow.”

“You brought them excess they could share with others.” Baraken’s voice thundered. “Others who kept their arrows intact.”

Bisra stood and faced the enormous dragon, her whole body shaking, but her eyes fierce. “We shared with the hungry. Would you do less?”

Quira was in front of Bisra before Kellan could blink. The small dragon said nothing, but her body language was clear. Anyone who had anything bad to say about her kin was going to have to go through a very feisty future queen first.

Baraken stared at her—and then Kellan felt him ease. He nodded respectfully at the small purple-gray dragon and then at Timot. “You did as your queen bade you. That was well done.”

Tension vibrated in their kin bond, and Kellan stepped closer to her dragon. He puffed out hot, smoky air and turned his eyes on Bisra. “You are correct, elf hunter. We would feed our hungry. You show honor in doing the same.”

Both elves gulped, but they nodded.

Baraken backed up two steps. A warrior, standing down. Resuming his watch. One who didn’t show a single flicker of what that skirmish had cost him. Kellan wanted to throw herself at him, wrap her arms around his nose and kiss his cheeks and feed him wild-onion-and-roasted-meat stew for his bravery. But she knew something of proud warriors, and Irin and Kis would have been horrified had she tried such things with them. So she sat down on a flat stone by the fire instead and fed as much warmth and pride as she dared into the bond running between them.

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