Wyoming Dynasty (American Dragons Book 10) by Aaron Crash

Author:Aaron Crash [Crash, Aaron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: virtual reality litRPG role playing Gamelit demon, men&#8217, s adventure video game adaptations wizard, urban dark fantasy magic thriller sword mythology, dragon shapeshifter dinosaur tamer king quest fae, contemporary occult slayer noir new adult college, paranormal psychic supernatural secret society
Publisher: Black Forge Books
Published: 2020-02-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

THE MASTER BEDROOM of the Mont-Saint-Michel Aerie had a big open balcony with views of the coastline and the green fields of France to the south. The central rooms faced the ocean, and they too had balconies, as did the small kitchen. The dining room could be opened in good weather, or they could pull out an awning and close the windows in rain.

All the bedrooms had fountains, with water brought up from cisterns, as well as fireplaces, which might be useful later. One of the best parts was the master bathroom’s tub, a huge section of marble with a nice pool at the center. A spiral staircase led up to an office at the very top of the Aerie, which had a desk, a fireplace, and grand views of the horizon.

Steven and the women unpacked. Aria and Tessa would be sleeping with Steven, while Quinnestri and Hwedo would have their own rooms.

Then they got to work. Tessa and Quinn would study, while Steven, Aria, and Hwedo would train.

Tessa had cast Divination magic to find tomes on Lyran myth stories, and she’d piled the books up on a table on one of the landings below. She was reading through them, as was Quinnestri, though the elf queen kept having to wipe tears off her face. She said the books made her homesick.

As for Steven, Aria, and Hwedo, they swung out over the ocean, on their wings, swooping, breathing fire, and giving Hwedo a chance to shine.

She was an excellent flier, and she loved to give Aria advice on how to improve herself. The Malian dragon was a marvel: when they’d first arrived, she was violent and weepy and unsure of herself. An hour later, she was her arrogant self again.

Steven reached out with Connexra, since Aria was now a Morta creature. You’re being very patient.

Aria raced down below him, a dark red splotch above the waves. The more insecure Hwedo feels, the louder she gets. It’s rather comical.

I’d call it tragic, Steven sent.

Perhaps, Aria replied. However, she is powerful. And she is an excellent flier. It’s interesting that we were forced to exile her because there is a good chance we’d have never defeated her any other way.

That made Steven wonder—what was luck and what was skill? Liam and Tessa had been brilliant during that battle in Yellowstone.

Hwedo flew close to Steven. Her body was a dark purple color, which lightened at the edges of her wide wings. She was half as long as Steven, yet she was sturdily built, muscled and beautiful. Her fresh dragon fragrance was touched with a little musk from their exertion.

“Your beard is so short, Steven!” she called out in surprise. “You are but a babe! And your Indian girl is tolerable. You say she is your best flier? Well, I am here now.”

“You shouldn’t underestimate any of us. Aria is full of surprises.”

Let’s show her the Black Napalm, he sent to his wife.

He breathed out ArcticWind.

Aria spat out the black, tacky flame, and it struck the ice, melted it immediately, and dripped down to the ocean below.

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