Best Knight Ever (A Kinda Fairytale Book 4) by Cassandra Gannon

Author:Cassandra Gannon [Gannon, Cassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2019-12-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Let me ask you this, gryphon shills out there:

If the War was so hard on them and the curse was so terrible…

Why didn’t they just hand over the graal and be done with it?

“Stopping the Savages” Podcast

Sir Dragonet of Camelot- Former Troubadour of King Uther and Host of the Program

Pellinore Mountains- Below Corbenic Cave

Trystan stared at the cave for a long moment. …Then his eyes slid over to Galahad.

Galahad smiled back at him, like everything was normal and under control.

Trystan arched a brow, saying nothing.

Galahad’s expression dimmed a bit. “It’s going to be way easier to get in there than it looks.” He assured Trystan earnestly.

Trystan snorted and glanced back up at the cavern. It sat high on a black monolith, surrounded by jagged rocks. Inextinguishable flames burned in an impenetrable wall around it, blocking the entrance. Below, everything within half a mile was singed black or still aflame. Yet, the interior of the cave somehow shone brilliant white through the smoke. It looked enticingly cool and pristine inside the mysterious space. That was possibly why so many people had died trying to reach it.

“This is the Fire Cave of Corbenic.” He said unnecessarily. “A place of legend and horror.”

Galahad blinked with contrived innocence. The man truly was a terrible actor, as his TV shows so amply proved. “Is it?”

“You know that it is.”

“Well, I mean it doesn’t have a sign out front, so…”

Trystan cut off that nonsense. “We are not entering the Fire Cave of Corbenic, Galahad. I mean it.”

It wasn’t often that exactly what you desired was delivered into your grasp. The night before, though, it had happened to Trystan. Galahad had shared his thoughts and his body, in ways that he’d never done with anyone else. The last thing Trystan wanted to do was backtrack on the progress he was making with the man. Disappointing Galahad was not desirable, at all.

…But neither was watching him burn to death.

“I need to see a mural up there.” Galahad pointed to the cave. “You agreed that we could go look at it, remember?”

“You did not tell me where the mural was located!”

“To be fair, you didn’t ask.”

“Why would I ask if you planned to venture into a cavern of certain death?” Trystan paused and gave a scoff. “Although with your track record for lunacy, I suppose I should probably be asking that twice a day.”

“This is going to be so easy.” Galahad assured him, again. “I was a volunteer firefighter in Camelot. I rescued eighty-nine people and sixteen cats from fires.” He brightened. “Oh and I delivered a baby for this super-nice fairy who was stuck in an elevator. She named the little girl after me, too. Galahada. It was an amazing moment. …Then, I had to go stop a volcano from erupting.”

“You make these stories up, don’t you? There is no other explanation.”

Galahad pretended not to hear that. “Anyway, I can handle this cave, no problem. I’m figuring out a whole strategy.”

“My blood runs cold at that sentence. I have heard it as a portent of disaster at least a dozen times, with you.

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