Hunted (Book 2) by Megg Jensen

Author:Megg Jensen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: fantasy, magic, adventure, epic fantasy
Publisher: 80 Pages, Inc
Published: 2014-06-02T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Connor glided with the wind, his wings outspread, and the sun glinting off his cobalt scales. Bastian and Elinor hadn't spoken since leaving Hutton’s Bridge. They'd been flying for ages with no end in sight. Underneath them sand spread out in every direction. Bastian didn't understand how anyone could live in such an unforgiving landscape. The heat alone was enough to sour the trip. The sun burned his skin and the wind only served to deepen the pain.

In front of him, Elinor kept her head covered with her hood and her head bowed to her chest. She hadn't moved in so long. He wanted to lean over and whisper in her ear. Ask if she'd ever been to the Sands before or what they could expect upon landing. But her anger at his decision to fly to the Sands cautioned him to hold his tongue.

His eyelids drifted closed, but he forced them open again. If he fell asleep, he'd fall to his death. He focused on the land below him, sand stretching in all directions. A small patch of green caught his eye, and he forgot his pledge to leave Elinor be.

"Do you see that?" he yelled in her ear, pointing toward the strange island of green sitting in the sea of sand

Elinor nodded. "It's an oasis. It might be a good idea to take a break. They should accept us since Connor is with us."

Bastian nudged Connor with his heels. The long neck swung around and Connor's huge brown eyes looked at Bastian. Bastian pointed again toward the oasis. Connor nodded his head and swooped to the side.

The green rushed toward them with the slowing beat of Connor's wings. Bastian guessed his friend had to be tired from all the flying. The break would do them all good.

Connor landed carefully just outside the oasis on a hot patch of sand. Bastian slid down and reached up for Elinor.

Instead of slipping into his arms, she turned onto her stomach and slid down Connor, landing firmly on her feet. She squared her shoulders and faced him. "Let me lead the way. The people of the Sands are accustomed to strong female leaders."

Without waiting for a response, Elinor turned on one heel. She headed toward the oasis, her hands held out in front of her, palms up. "We come in peace, asking for hospitality."

Two guards stepped out of a nearby tent, their long, curved swords at the ready. "Speak your intentions."

"We ask only for a few moments of rest. Water for the two of us and for our dragon. We come from Ashoom and are headed toward Risos for the wedding."

A smile spread across the guard's dark face, his white teeth gleaming in the harsh sunlight. "Ah yes, Jarrett is to be married today. He and his bride passed through here just days ago. A strange girl. Not so beautiful."

Bastian's memory of Tressa hadn't dulled. She was the most beautiful woman in Hutton's Bridge. Perhaps a bit rough around the edges, but she was the only woman he'd ever really loved.

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