The Dragoneer: Book 5: Between Kingdoms by Vickie Knestaut & Danny Knestaut

Author:Vickie Knestaut & Danny Knestaut [Knestaut, Vickie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BL Books
Published: 2019-08-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Elevera’s warmth felt good against Trysten’s palm. It soothed her hand in a way that holding it out to the fire had not.

“It makes perfect sense,” Aymon mumbled as he paced past Trysten, up to a spot just ahead of Elevera and Kingwind, and then turned back. He looked at her expectantly, half his face feebly lit in the firelight that stretched out to the dragons.

“I’m glad you think so,” Trysten said. She rubbed her tingling hand along the scales of Elevera’s neck.

“The female Original called the pendant a key,” Aymon said. “We assumed it was the key to a door.”

Aymon gestured at the pass above, then began to pace back down the aisle formed between Elevera and Kingwind.

“But it’s not. It’s not the key to a door, it is the door. It’s how they travel back and forth between our realm and theirs.”

Trysten stroked Elevera’s neck. The alpha peered back at Trysten, but Kingwind watched Aymon’s restless pacing.

He reached a place just beyond where the tips of the dragons’ tails rested. Beyond, the shoulder of mountain pitched down onto the slope of the cairn that held many of the Fallen. The slope ended at a line of pine trees that leaned away from the cairn where stones had piled up and pushed at the sticky, sap-laden trunks.

“Don’t you see?” Aymon asked as he turned around. He reached into his tunic and pulled out his pendant. “These are the doors!”

He gestured at the pendant with the other hand. “We have our way out! We have our escape. It is around our necks.”

He dropped the pendant and it fell to his chest as he began to pace back up the length of the dragons. He folded his hands behind his back. “Now if we could only figure out how to make them work.”

Trysten looked back up to Elevera. The memory of Exeris came back to her, the smug, slimy grin. He had laid a trap. He knew it and he didn’t care if she knew it. He was not to be trusted, but he was trustworthy. The assertion wrinkled Trysten’s brow. How did she know that?

But then how did she know to reach into the remnants of the tail before it faded away and became the tail of the battle dragon?

“What is troubling, however,” Aymon went on, “is that they appear to have anchored their...” he waved a hand in the air. “They are anchored by the... Well, there was that copper dragon’s tail.”

“They rose from the cairns, Aymon. They are the Second Hordesmen that we buried in the graves you and Muzad inspected.”

“Yes,” Aymon said. He looked up at her. “But how did they shift between their realm and ours?”

Trysten took a deep breath. She stroked her hand down the side of Elevera again. The dragon thrummed lightly with contentment. A flit of envy coursed through Trysten.

“They wore pendants here, on this side,” Trysten said.

“Ah!” Aymon said as he whirled on Trysten and wagged a finger at the air above them.

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