Dragonwatch by Jaye McKenna

Author:Jaye McKenna [McKenna, Jaye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, gay, magic, sword and sorcery, dragons, prince, wizard, royalty, magic sword, dragon shifter
Publisher: Jaye McKenna
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Mikhyal’s first instinct had been to run after Tristin and blurt out an apology for whatever gross insult had sent the poor man fleeing from the top of the tower. The only thing that stopped him was the look of abject despair in Tristin’s eyes. This was more than simple embarrassment, and the last thing Mikhyal wanted was to make things worse.

Back in the guest suite, he found himself alone. Drannik was either visiting one of the other Wytch Kings or had already gone off to bed. Mikhyal retired to his own room and undressed for bed, but found himself unable to settle.

“What are you doing?”

Mikhyal spun around to see Dirit balanced precariously atop the oil lamp on the dressing table. The little dragon’s tail lashed back and forth as he peered at Mikhyal. “Getting ready for bed. What does it look like I’m doing?”

“Pacing about in indecision,” Dirit said bluntly. “How disappointing. Weren’t you raised to be decisive and diplomatic? Go and talk to him.”

“I don’t think that would be a good idea,” Mikhyal said.

Dirit wrinkled his snout in apparent disgust. “If you can’t even manage to communicate with a man you’d like to bed, how do you expect to deal with the southern kingdoms and the Wytch Council?”

“It’s not the same thing at all,” Mikhyal protested.

One eyebrow tuft twitched, and Dirit hopped down from the lamp and settled himself on the dressing table. “Oh, do explain, Your Royal Obtuseness. I’m eager to hear how it’s different.” The little dragon’s eyes fixed expectantly on Mikhyal.

Mikhyal glared at him. “If you want to be helpful, go and check on Tristin for me. Otherwise, go and bother someone else.”

“Oh, very nice. I do my best to assist you and it’s, go away, Dirit, go and find something useful to do.” Dirit let out an offended sniff. “We shall see how useful I can be, indeed, we shall. I’ll give your regards to Prince Tristin of the New Flower Bed, shall I? Along with a very personal message…” And with that, the little dragon flounced off, disappearing into the mirror.

“Oh for…” Mikhyal muttered several curses under his breath before extinguishing the lamp and throwing himself down on his bed. He closed his eyes, but sleep refused to come. In the darkness, all he could see was the look on Tristin’s face before he’d fled.

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