Taken by the Dragon Prince by Kiersten Fay

Taken by the Dragon Prince by Kiersten Fay

Author:Kiersten Fay [Fay, Kiersten]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kiersten Fay Productions LLC.


11

Celeste shivered, the cool night air seeping through her sodden cloak. Her waterlogged feet ached from plodding through the sopping forest all day. Patches of mud had dried on her skin, itching like mad. And looming exhaustion made it difficult to keep her heavy eyes open.

She refused to complain, however. She wouldn’t give Khalstorm the satisfaction of knowing how miserable she was.

But at least she was full. He’d managed to create a makeshift pouch from a large leaf, and they’d filled it with berries, munching as they’d walked in tense silence. After he’d fed her a couple, his gaze had warmed and flared with something other than hate. But then he’d grown terse once more, eyeing her with resentment.

“We are nearly there,” he suddenly informed her, then muttered as though to himself, “if the town still exists.

“We’re going to a town?” Dread crept over her. “Full of dragons?”

“Well, it’s sure as shit no’ full of witches.”

“Won’t they want to . . . hurt me?” What a silly question when she was walking alongside a man with that singular intent.

“Which is why you are to keep your head covered and remain inconspicuous. You doona look overmuch like a witch, and with your magic muted, you doona smell like one either. You could pass as a very small dragon.” He pinned her with an arresting stare. “Just doona try to run from me. You’ll no’ want to be without my protection.”

She shuddered, then scoffed. “Yeah, until it’s you who wants to hurt me.”

He glowered, then pushed forward and shoved his way through the thick brush. Reluctantly, she followed . . . then blinked back her surprise when they emerged on the edge of a village. The two moons in the sky provided enough light that she could see a handful of huts lying in ruins, but the majority of the buildings still stood proudly, though a bit disheveled with creeping vines and peeling paint. It was a far cry from the pristine structures that surrounded the base of Garnath castle.

Khalstorm pulled her close to his side as they started down an alleyway that led to a promenade encircling a dry, cracked fountain that might have been picturesque if it were in working order. Surrounding the promenade were an array of two and three-story shops, seemingly closed for the night. A few of the upper windows were lit by soft, flickering light, giving Celeste the impression that the shopkeepers lived there.

Across the way, she spotted a couple of brawny, shadowy figures. She tensed and drew closer to Khalstorm. The action seemed to surprise him. Then he followed her gaze, his night vision far better than hers. “Just locals conversing. Behave as though you belong, and we’ll draw no attention.”

He guided her across the pavement toward a wide side street, appearing as though he knew exactly where he was going. If this was an old dragon village, perhaps he did. Halfway down the street, he grumbled something that sounded like, “Been too long since I’ve had a drink,” then guided her into a dimly lit tavern.



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