A King for the Sorceress (Fire and Ice Book 2) by Amelia Shaw

Author:Amelia Shaw [Shaw, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: dragon shifter
Publisher: Tamsin Baker
Published: 2021-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Rage

I woke to a sore back and a crick in my neck.

Groaning, I pulled myself up out of the rocking chair that had been my bed for the night and grimaced as I folded the quilt.

I’d had worse nights.

Marienne was stretched out on the little cot, fast asleep. Her dark hair feathered out over the pillow, framing her peaceful face.

I had a crazy impulse to lean down and place a kiss on her sleeping mouth, like a prince in a fairytale. After a minute, I snorted to myself and shook away the thought, moving to the window.

Last night had been strange, to say the least. I was glad we were on friendly terms again, even if my heart wouldn’t stop racing every time she got near.

Now I knew about the bond between us, I could rationalize it to myself. It was the dragon that slumbered under my skin that hungered for her, not me. Every urge I had, every impulse to wrap my hands around her hips and pull her against me... it was all down to him. My dragon.

I glanced at her sleeping form.

I had to admit, though, our relationship was more complicated now. It wasn’t lust crowding everything else out of my mind.

I actually liked her.

Gods, I had to focus. Like it or not, we had more pressing matters to deal with than my idiotic feelings.

Outside, the world was a bright, sparkling white. Mercifully, it hadn’t snowed much more in the night, which would ease our journey considerably.

Sleepy murmurs sounded from across the room, and I looked over my shoulder to find Marienne staring at me shyly.

“Good morning.” Her mouth curled upwards, sweet, pink, and tempting as sin.

I mumbled something in reply as I fumbled for my jacket and boots and shoved them on. She watched me as I trudged out the door, but I didn’t look back.

I had to get out of there before I did something that I wasn’t certain she wanted.

The horses whinnied in greeting as I checked them over, tending to them in preparation for the day ahead. If we made good progress, we should reach our destination by nightfall.

I stroked my hand down a horse’s flank, gentling it. Truth be told, I was more at home out here than I was in the castle. This was the life in which I had been raised. It might be simple, but it was what I knew.

I glanced back toward the mountain pass. Behind us, my castle lay. More council meetings, more jargon I couldn’t get my head around. More petty power struggles and diplomatic entanglements.

I looked the other way, down the road we were traveling. I had no idea what lay around the corner, but it couldn’t be good.

Marienne appeared at my side. She had changed into a thick fur coat and hat, and her hair hung in a long braid over her shoulder.

Her eyes traveled to my hands, as I went over the horses’ tack again.

“You’re good at that.” She nodded in the direction of the horse, fiddling with the end of her braid.

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