The Dragon Prophecy by Dugald A. Steer

Author:Dugald A. Steer [Dugald A. Steer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781848776906
Publisher: Templar Publishing
Published: 2012-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

“Then we are completely stuck,” exclaimed Beatrice, despondently.

“The dragons are sleeping now, aren’t they?” I said. “So perhaps there is another way through?”

Beatrice looked at me with wide eyes. “Surely you aren’t suggesting we go through the pit, Daniel?”

Dr. Drake stroked his moustache thoughtfully. “I think Daniel may be right. Sometimes the least likely option is the one that leads to greatest success. If you look carefully, you will see; the guards tend to patrol the perimeter – not the heart of their camp.”

By now the last signs of activity in the pit were coming to an end. Even the men had piled up their tools and dragged away the last of the carts. Perhaps we would be able to sneak past the sleeping dragons without waking them, but we had only just started our descent to the pit when we heard voices approaching from below. I froze. Alexandra Gorynytchka appeared. She was talking with a man who, from the way he was dressed, looked like he was the pit foreman, and was followed by Flitz and six guards. It was impossible to hear what was being said, but Alexandra was smiling excitedly and clapping her hands. What if they had found the dragon dust that she was looking for already? I crept forward, trying to hear.

“Stay back, Daniel!” hissed Dr. Drake.

Suddenly, to my horror, the rock I was leaning on slipped and tumbled down the slope, cracking and echoing as it fell. As it reached the bottom, a ghastly silence descended over the pit. Alexandra and her men turned and watched it roll to a stop.

“For goodness’ sake, Daniel!” whispered Beatrice. “They’ll see us.”

“Quick!” hissed Dr. Drake. “Follow me!”

As we scrambled away from the edge of the pit, a party of Alexandra’s men began lumbering up the slope. But Flitz was quicker than the lot of them – and now he was nearly upon us.

I clutched Beatrice’s arm. “If Flitz spots Dr. Drake, then Alexandra will know that he’s still alive.”

Beatrice nodded. “What can we do?”

“Let’s try to lead him the other way.”

We moved to put our plan into action, but it seemed Torcher had ideas of his own as usual. The chick let out an angry roar and sprang at the dwarf dragon. Flitz gave a screech and met Torcher in mid-air. The pair tumbled to the ground where they began to fight with tooth and claw, nipping and tearing and sending out wicked little jets of flame. But after only a few seconds, Torcher got the better of Flitz and pinned him down. He looked up impatiently.

“Algrumble!” he croaked. “Algrumble! Algrumble!”

“What’s he saying?” I asked Beatrice. By now Alexandra’s men were nearly at the top of the slope.

“Fly!” exclaimed Beatrice. “It means ‘fly’. I think he wants us to go. He’s got control of Flitz for the moment, and he’s trying to stop him catching sight of you know who.”

“But what if Alexandra’s men catch Torcher?”

Beatrice pulled me away. “They won’t catch him. He’s too clever for that.

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