Dragonlands, Books 1 - 3: Hidden, Hunted, and Retribution by Megg Jensen

Author:Megg Jensen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy, Magic, dragons
Publisher: 80 Pages, Inc.
Published: 2014-12-16T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

A while later, a nearby crunching noise woke Bastian. He shook his head, completely unaware he'd fallen asleep. He looked down. Fotia's head was nestled in his lap, her little mouth open, tongue lolled to the side. Bastian smiled. He couldn't help it. The little blue dragon was cute.

He slid out from underneath her, laying her head carefully on the ground. He crept over to the chamber where Connor had been sleeping. His friend was awake, his head cradled in his hands.

Bastian kept his eyes high, giving Connor his privacy. "We should keep a change of clothes down here for you."

"That would come in handy."

"Headache?" Bastian asked.

Connor looked up. "Yeah. Feels like something's crushing it. Do you suppose it might explode?"

Bastian laughed. "Never seen it happen before, so I doubt it."

"Neither of us has any experience with this dragon changing phenomenon. Maybe my head will explode and turn into something else."

"I certainly hope not," Bastian said. "I'm having enough trouble getting used to you as a dragon."

"It's not easy for me either," Connor said with a drop of his head. "Even though I don't remember anything before Stacia brought me back from death, or near death, deep down I know this life isn't mine. Things are missing. Important things. My wife. My sons. You spoke of them, but I have no recollection of them. Nor do I have any feelings toward them. That's not right."

It wasn't. Yet in a way, Bastian envied him. If only he could forget all those feelings for Tressa that were causing him so much trouble. "If I knew how to bring your memory back, I would. If I knew how to change you back to the man I knew, I'd do it," Bastian said.

Connor held up a hand. "I don't want to go back."

"But if you could remember – "

"Bastian, stop." Connor said. "If I am the man you say I am, then you know I wouldn't want to lose this." His arms spread wide, gesturing at all the chambers surrounding them. "I would take responsibility for the eggs and Fotia. This is what I do. This is who I am, whether or not I remember my past."

Bastian wanted to give a well-phrased retort. But Connor was right. He would want to make sure everyone was safe. It was ingrained in his personality. He cared for everyone, large or small.

"Then let me give you a chance to show you still care for those in your past. The healers sent someone out to investigate Hutton's Bridge. There's no one left in the village. Your wife and sons. My daughter. The others who lived with us in peace, they are all missing."

Connor's eyebrows rose. "That is curious. Did they say anything about which direction they'd gone? Why the mass exile?"

"No, there was no evidence."

"Strange."

"I know. I was hoping you'd agree to change into your dragon form and fly Elinor and me around. See if we can find them." Bastian kept it short and simple. No appeals about Connor's boys or wife.

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