A Druid Hexed (Chronicles of an Urban Druid Book 6) by Auburn Tempest & Michael Anderle

Author:Auburn Tempest & Michael Anderle [Tempest, Auburn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781649716040
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2021-03-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Bruin brushes his snout against a patch of spongy moss to get the blood out of his coat and spirits off to get an aerial lay of the land. We need to find Prince Keldane so we can track down Moira and her coven sisters. A town would be good, or a castle, or even a group of people we could talk to.

While Bruin’s gone, Dart reaps the rewards of his barbeque efforts and tops up on the delicacy of charred centaurs. It’s too bad we can’t send a care package back to the dragon lair. There is a lot of centaur going to waste.

Bruin returns from his intel gathering in good spirits—battle always puts a spring in his step. “A mile or two that way, there’s a gated town or back the way we came through the brush, there’s a fancy house on a span of land that could be considered a palace.”

I consider the options. “Going back onto the grounds patrolled by the centaurs who already attacked us is a bad idea. Let’s try the town.”

“Agreed,” Dillan says. “Besides, a mile or two isn’t far to double back when it’s time to catch our window out of here. How’s our time?”

I pull out the sand timer from where it hangs on a chain around my neck. “How long do you think we’ve been here?”

“Half an hour? Forty-five minutes tops.”

I frown at the sand. “Well, if that’s the case, we gotta hustle. I’m guessing we’ve lost a quarter of our time.”

“Shit. Okay.” Dillan raises his wrist and taps his watch. “I’m setting an alarm to notify us when we’re getting close. If forty-five minutes ate up a quarter of our time and we have to walk two miles to the town and back, that will take up another quarter. We’ve got two hours of fae time to get this done.”

“Wow. Okay then, let’s get moving.”

We set off at a steady clip, and it’s not long before there’s a flow of overhead traffic headed in the same direction.

“This town must be hopping,” Dillan says. “If everyone is buzzing in that direction, there has to be a reason, amirite?

“Makes sense. What do you think they are?” I point at the fae people flying above our heads.

“Gnomes,” Bruin says.

I picture the Travelocity gnome and the gnomes in Mrs. Graham’s garden across the road. Totes not the same. “I didn’t know gnomes could fly.”

“Naturally, they can’t, but they’re a technologically creative population and long ago realized with their small stature, having magically powered wings was beneficial.”

“So their wings aren’t real?”

Bruin swings his massive head to eye the flying fae above. “Their wings are real in the way that they’re attached to them and flap and allow them to fly. They simply aren’t appendages they’re born with.”

The four of us walk along the edge of the clearing, staying out of sight when possible. Still, it’s impossible to go completely unseen with a massive grizzly bear and a jazzed dragon as part of our party.

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