The Triumphant Return (In the Eye of the Dragon Book 4) by N. M. Zoltack

Author:N. M. Zoltack [Zoltack, N. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-26T06:00:00+00:00

41

Olympia Li

The Olacic Mountains were tall, rocky, and surprisingly full of life. Olympia had never seen so many creatures before, and she exclaimed at each new one she saw.

Bjorn seemed to find this quite comical. He would smile and tell her the names of the various creatures and what they were known for, but he had to be telling falsehoods. He found a massive footprint and climbed it to be from a giant, but for a man to grow to the height that such a footprint required was unfathomable, and how could it be that the giant was not in sight? Such a tall man, nearly as tall as the mountains themselves, could not conceal himself, yet they did not see him.

“Oh, that is simple,” Bjorn said when she told him her doubts. “Do you notice the fog?”

"Yes," she said slowly, feeling as though she should not agree with the champion.

“Giants can take on other forms, including the fog.”

“I do not believe you,” she said boldly.

“What then made that footprint?” he demanded.

“You for all I know,” she retorted. “Last night, when you kept guard.”

“Ah, but I did not keep watch last night.”

Olympia gaped at him. “You did not? But I woke you for your turn…”

“I fell back asleep,” he confessed.

“How dare you!” she fumed. “We could have been killed in our sleep!”

“I did not mean to fall asleep,” Bjorn said, sounding a little annoyed. “That wasn’t my intention, and would you have preferred that I lied? I am not lying about the giant or about my… my shame.”

His choice of words startled her into silence. The normally stoic Bjorn had been anything but lately. Not long after they started to climb the mountains, he had been eating less, talking more, and he had been harder to rouse of late for his watch. His complexion was a little pale lately, more so than normal, but his cheeks were flushed this day. From embarrassment or…

He sank down and sat on a tree root, not looking in her direction. She crossed over to sit beside him and brought her hand up to touch his cheek and then his forehead.

“You have a fever,” she murmured.

“I’m fine,” he snapped.

“You’re ill.”

“I have not been sick a day in my life.”

“How wonderful for me that your first sickness is on my watch,” she said dryly.

Bjorn glowered at her. “I am not—”

She held up her hands. “Fine. You know your body better than I do.”

He grinned and leaned closer to her, their shoulders touching. “That doesn’t have to be the case,” he murmured.

Honestly, she should be appalled by his attempt to seduce her, but then he turned his head to the side and had such a violent coughing fit that she thought he would vomit.

Wordlessly, she handed him her canteen. He only took a sip of her water before he shoved his legs apart, leaned forward, and promptly retched up bile.

“Not sick at all, eh?” she murmured.

“Not a whit,” he said hoarsely as he tried to hand her back the canteen.

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