The Prince by Vickie Knestaut & Danny Knestaut

Author:Vickie Knestaut & Danny Knestaut [Knestaut, Vickie & Knestaut, Danny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BL Books
Published: 2018-12-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

As they approached the weyr, the Prince and the royal hordesmen ran into the yard and formed a half-circle near their tents and their own dragons. Villagers, who had gathered in the yard to watch the drama, clapped and cheered and cleared out of the way as Trysten approached.

Before Elevera’s talons hit the ground, Trysten ripped her restraints free. As soon as the dragon landed, she slid from her saddle and ran back toward Darin and Lorga. The dragon immediately hung her head. Her sides heaved. Darin finally lifted his head away from the dragon’s back as the rest of the recruits touched down as well.

“Are you all right?” Trysten called as she reached Darin. “What happened?”

The young man, pale and stricken, pushed himself up to a sitting position. His eyes flicked back to the royal hordesmen charging toward them, Prince Aymon close behind. Darin swallowed hard. His hands trembled as he clutched the lip of the saddle.

“Get him off of there!” Prince Aymon called out.

Trysten whirled around and planted her hands upon her hips, but it was not to her that he had been speaking. One of the guards started to go around Trysten. She stepped into his path.

“This is my dragon, and he is my recruit.”

“By all that is wild and split, what were you trying to do?” Prince Aymon demanded.

“These are my dragons. I am bonded to the alpha. These are my recruits, and I am training them to fly.”

The Prince snorted. “You will excuse me if I find it difficult to believe that you were training anybody. You were completely out of control, as well as completely out of line.”

“I don’t know how it’s done in the mother city,” Trysten said, “but out here, young recruits make mistakes from time to time.”

“Indeed, but in the mother city, unlike this village, people follow orders. You were banned from flight. You are not to be on the back of any dragon, whether you are bonded to it or not.”

“It wasn’t her fault,” Darin said from the back of Lorga. “I… I panicked. It wasn’t—”

“Silence!” Prince Aymon snapped at Darin. “You will be dealt with—”

Trysten stepped forward, toward the Prince. One of his hordesmen grabbed her by the arm.

“He is my recruit, Aymon. You will not speak to him like that. If you have a problem with him, you bring it to me.” With her free hand, she mashed her index finger into her chest.

Prince Aymon cocked an eyebrow. “Your recruit? You are not Dragoneer. I will address him as a subject of King Cadwaller as I see fit.”

“You cannot decide who is Dragoneer here! That is not your decision.” Trysten tried to free her arm from the hordesman’s grasp, but could not. “It is the alpha who decides, not you. No matter what you say, you cannot change that. I am the Dragoneer of Aerona weyr. Elevera has decided. The authority of dragons in this matter is greater than the authority of the King himself.”

Whispers and chatter broke out around them, and in an uncharacteristic move, Prince Aymon glanced around.

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