The Dragoneer: Book 4: Outposts by Vickie Knestaut & Danny Knestaut

Author:Vickie Knestaut & Danny Knestaut [Knestaut, Vickie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BL Books
Published: 2019-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

II

Heart of Adalina

Chapter 26

The afternoon passed in a blur as Trysten made arrangements for the Western hordesmen to be secured in a vacant cottage. After that, she met with Tuse to explain the situation and listen to his hand-wringing over what to do with the prisoners.

She assured him she’d take care of everything, and possibly dedicate some space in the new weyr for holding prisoners. It was not her intent to hold prisoners though, and she would figure out what to do with them before long.

As she left the council chambers, Paege was waiting for her, leaning against the circular, stone wall of the building.

“You should stop by your uncle’s cottage and have a cup of tea.”

“Oh, really?”

Paege grinned. “Yeah. You should. I’ll join you.”

As they walked toward the edge of the village, where Galelin’s cottage sat near the weyr, Trysten shook her head. “I can’t even begin to believe this.”

Paege grinned. “It is really far-fetched.”

“Me,” Trysten laid her hand upon her chest. “Queen of the Western kingdom?”

“I know.”

Trysten shook her head. “We must have misunderstood. There’s some miscommunication or something.”

“Absolutely, your Highness.”

Trysten glared at Paege. As she did so, Yallit swept around and landed hard in the lane, a few yards in front of them. He lifted his wings up and flicked his tongue out at her in greeting.

“Neither one of you is helping,” Trysten said.

Paege chuckled. “Oh, come on. You can’t see the humor in all of this?”

Trysten shook her head. “There is nothing funny about this. I’m not their queen.”

Paege shrugged. “Why?”

“What?”

“Why? Why aren’t you their queen?” he asked.

“Because I’m not. I’m not anyone’s queen. I’m the Dragoneer of Aerona weyr. That’s it,” Trysten said.

“And Dragon Lord,” Paege said as he nodded back at Yallit, who had crouched into an awkward sitting position. The little dragon wrapped his tail around himself and settled in to watch the villagers who called to him.

“That doesn’t make me a queen.” Trysten folded her arms over her chest as if the matter was closed.

“Come on,” Paege said with another nod, this time aimed at the end of the lane. “Let’s not keep Galelin and your parents waiting.”

“My parents?” she asked. “What’s going on?”

Paege continued on. He held out his hand to Yallit. The wild dragon lifted his muzzle and Paege scratched the scales on his snout.

Trysten looked around. A number of villagers had stopped in pursuit of their business to stare and talk amongst themselves. She couldn’t catch anything more than bare snippets of what they said, but it seemed that most of them were talking about the prisoners, while a few discussed Yallit.

She trotted to catch up with Paege. As she approached Yallit, he rose up onto his haunches and swiveled his head on his long neck to watch her pass. As soon as she caught up to Paege, she heard the small, smart snap of Yallit’s wings as he hopped up into the air again. He zipped about above them as they approached Galelin’s cottage. She slipped inside behind Paege, shutting the door quickly before Yallit could follow her in.

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