The Dragonslayer's Fate: The Dragon Seed Series: Book Four of Four by Resa Nelson

Author:Resa Nelson [Nelson, Resa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

When Drageen saw the dragons swimming in the sea below the tower and climbing up on shore, he looked toward the sky with the hope that Madam Po would reappear and take them away.

But Madam Po had vanished.

Drageen paused and considered her warning.

Did she know dragons were coming? Why didn’t she say so? Why did she warn us about our own family?

For a moment, Drageen wondered if Madam Po was right to warn them. Instead of telling Drageen what Benzel of the Wolf meant to the Scalding clan, Madam Po had promised to tell the story of Benzel.

If there were a simple answer about Benzel, wouldn’t Madam Po have given one? She said there’s a story about Benzel. Does that mean the answer is complicated?

Drageen hovered between the desire to protect his immediate family—Astrid—and the nagging obligation toward his extended family—the Scaldings.

He thought there might be a way to accomplish both.

Drageen ran to the opposite side of the tower wall, which faced the courtyard below. Spotting several of his relatives, he shouted, “Dragons! They’re invading from the sea side of the tower!”

When a few of his kin gazed up at him with confused faces, he shouted again. “Dragons!”

Drageen turned to the alchemist Bee. “Take Astrid inside your chambers. Lock yourselves inside and don’t open the door for anyone except me.”

He followed Bee and Astrid down the tower stairs and watched them traverse the narrow walkway and stairs to Bee’s quarters. Once sure they were sequestered inside, Drageen continued down the main tower stairs. When he reached the bottom of the stairs and stepped onto the tower floor, the door flew open and all of his Scalding relatives poured inside, everyone shouting at once.

Gloomer brought up the rear and shut the tower door. “All Scaldings!” he shouted at the clan. “Place your short swords on the floor!”

Although the Scaldings stopped shouting, they turned and stared at Gloomer in disbelief.

Gloomer bounded toward the tower stairway and walked up a few steps. He faced his clan, withdrew his own short sword from its scabbard at his waist, and tossed the weapon down onto the floor, where the polished iron blade clattered against the stones. “Unless you want to become food for dragons, do as I say!”

Shaken out of their stupor, his clansmen followed orders. One by one, swords clanged against the floor.

Drageen owned no such weapon. His memories of his mother and father had faded over the years, and he knew the same had been happening to what he used to be able to recall about his grandparents.

One thing he couldn’t forget was that no weapon had been passed down to him from anyone in his direct family. Drageen thought he had a memory of his father’s dragonslayer sword, which Bee claimed Gloomer had stolen and hidden away—or traded away—after the day Drageen’s grandparents died.

Drageen approached Gloomer and said, “What are you doing? And why?”

Gloomer ignored the question and directed the Scaldings as if he were their leader, not Drageen. “There are

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