The Temptation of Dragons (Penny White Book 1) by Chrys Cymri

Author:Chrys Cymri [Cymri, Chrys]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

A hot bath did little to ease the muscles strained by my dragon wing trampoline act. I sat in the kitchen and downed some Talisker, hoping that whisky might dull the aches. Various bruises were also putting in an appearance, and my left ankle protested when I went up stairs. I stared glumly at the garden, now empty of dragon, and wondered when I would listen to the advice I had given James. Lloegyr could be dangerous. It was not some Disneyland with cuddly and tame fantasy creatures.

I forced my mind away from wondering how cuddle-able Raven might be. More whisky, less dragon thoughts. I reached out and poured another measure into my glass.

The doorbell chimed. I glanced at the clock. 9:00 pm on a Sunday evening. I was in pyjamas, had consumed at least three measures of whisky, and was therefore in no state to respond to a pastoral emergency. I made my way to the entrance hall. ‘James?’ I called up the stairs. ‘Would you see who’s at the door, please?’

There was muttering but he emerged from his room. ‘Are you in or out?’ Then he looked down at me. ‘Definitely out.’

‘I’ve had a long day,’ I protested.

I retreated to the kitchen while he unbolted the door. The siren call for more whisky was surging through my veins. The bottle and I eyed each other, wondering how long it would be before our partnership was renewed.

‘It’s only Morey,’ James announced from the door.

A moment later the gryphon flew in. I waited with trepidation for him to comment on my sunburn. But he landed into a skid across the kitchen table. ‘A rat spoke to me after church,’ he said breathlessly. ‘Bishop Aeron wants to see me. Tomorrow morning.’

‘Maybe it’s to tell you what a good job you’re doing?’ James suggested, taking a seat next to mine.

‘If your boss wanted to see you, would it be to thank you?’

‘God is your boss, not your bishop,’ I reminded him.

Morey glared at me. ‘That’s what we always say, but we all know the reality. It was the Bishop who made me leave the priesthood. Not God.’

I rose to fetch two more glasses, and I poured each of them a shot of Talisker. And added another measure into my own tumbler. ‘What exactly did the rat say?’

Morey took a pull of amber liquid. ‘I’m to go through the thin place at your diocesan offices tomorrow morning at ten. She’ll meet me on the other side. It’s something she feels she has to tell me in person.’

‘Take Pen with you,’ James said. ‘She’s good with things like this.’

I found myself temporarily speechless, unaccustomed to hearing praise from my brother. Then I found my voice. ‘I can’t. I have a meeting at the church tomorrow with the architect and my churchwarden. I’m free in the afternoon?’

‘Sis, you know it’s not that easy to get a message through to Lloegyr,’ James reminded me. ‘The rat king network works really well over there, but the telepathy that connects them can’t reach through the thin places.

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