Sword of the King by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Published: 2012-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Rafael stared at the scenery without really seeing it, lost in his own head.

Dragons didn't mingle much with the rest of the paranormal world, mostly because everybody was either terrified of them or disgusted by the pits. Rafael found it a bit depressing that people would rather tolerate goblins than dragons, but there was precious little he could do about it.

So magic wasn't something he'd ever seen much of, past the odd little tricks that he occasionally saw people cast in his coffee shop. Those small spells weren't enough to brace him for the way Amr easily summoned fire to burn the bodies of the men who had attacked them. Just the bodies burned, which was the most impressive part. Even the ground on which they lay did not bear a single scorch mark; not a single blade of grass was so much as singed.

Rafael wanted to ask him a million questions, but figured it could wait for a more appropriate time given they'd already been outside three hours, and that after the fight in the woods, saving Ken and getting him back to the house, and then getting everyone fed and settled.

There were fifteen bodies in all: ten men and five dragons. Rafael felt a deep pang of sadness for the dragons, and quietly said a prayer for them. The men could rot, for all he cared. On top of every other problem they'd caused, he had to put up with his brother in the morning. For that irritation alone Rafael half wished the men were still alive when Amr set them on fire.

But it was troubling that the first group of men, who had tried to kill Blaze when he was still near Rust territory, had numbered only six and the latest group had very nearly tripled that. It meant they were well informed, and that whoever was leaking the information was also well informed.

"That's the last one," Amr said, pulling Rafael from his thoughts. He looked exhausted. His thick, dark hair stood on end where he'd raked a hand through it a dozen times, and his clothes were stained with grass, dirt, and blood.

"Thank you," Rafael said. "I appreciate all your help today, especially given your hostile reception and the fact you have absolutely no real reason to be here.

Amr shrugged. "I have plenty of reason to be here. Whatever they say about us Mordred, we always have and always will put the dragons first, same as the rest of the clans. As to my hostile reception, well, it's not as though I behaved any better. Given that I am nearly forty, my behavior was even more inexcusable than his. I have not lost my temper that quickly in more years than I care to count."

Rafael laughed. "My early impression of Ken is that his temper is contagious."

"Indeed," Amr said, staring gloomily at the house. "I think someone that strong will always affect those around him, even if he's holding still and saying nothing."

"I can't imagine

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