A Tale of Two Dragons. G.A. Aiken
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Название: A Tale of Two Dragons

Автор: G.A. Aiken

Издательство: Ingram

Жанр: Короткие любовные романы

Серия: Dragon Kin

isbn: 9781420133530

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      More Dragon Kin novels from G.A. Aiken

      Dragon Actually

      About a Dragon

      What a Dragon Should Know

      Last Dragon Standing

      The Dragon Who Loved Me

      How to Drive a Dragon Crazy

      Published by Kensington Publishing Corporation

      A TALE OF TWO DRAGONS

      G.A AIKEN

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      Table of Contents

      Also by Title Page Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Epilogue ABOUT THE AUTHOR Copyright Page

      Chapter 1

      “Oy! Addolgar!” they yelled into his human face. “Oyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! You awake?”

      Idiots. Every one of his brothers and sisters were utter idiots. Even these two—Ghleanna, his older sister; and Bercelak, his younger brother—who he believed to be the smartest of his kin, were still . . . idiots.

      “Maybe he’s dead then,” Bercelak suggested.

      “Nah. I think he’s breathing. He just sleeps like the dead, is all.”

      An elbow, probably Ghleanna’s, rammed across his jaw. “Addolgar!” she screamed. “You awake?”

      His jaw throbbing, Addolgar knew he couldn’t keep ignoring his siblings or he risked losing part of his face.

      He slowly opened his eyes. “What?”

      “See?” Ghleanna said to Bercelak. “He’s not dead.”

      “Such a relief. Mum would have had a fit if he’d turned up dead.”

      “Your concern overwhelms me, brother.” Addolgar cracked his neck. “So what do you want?”

      His brother and sister, also in their human forms, stood tall, hands on hips, staring down at him. The two of them looked the most alike of their siblings. Black hair, black eyes, rude natures. Bercelak had the nastiest attitude, but really he was only the most focused. He had big plans. He didn’t just want to be a warrior; he wanted to lead the Queen’s Army. It was a lofty goal, especially for one of the low-born Cadwaladr Clan, but if any of them could do it, it would be Bercelak.

      Ghleanna was more like Addolgar. They battled because they liked it and were good at it. They loved the armor, the weapons, the blood, the death. When the Queen had no wars, Addolgar and Ghleanna found human wars to fight. They were always fun and good training.

      But still, could Addolgar not get a few minutes to himself? He’d just wanted to have a meal and get a little nap before heading back to the human troops he’d been fighting with. As always, though, with his kin . . . that apparently wasn’t possible.

      “Why are you two bothering me?”

      “Her Majesty,” Ghleanna sneered, “wants to see us.”

      Addolgar smirked. His sister didn’t even bother trying to hide her dislike of the current monarch, Dragon Queen Addiena. She’d taken over for her mother, the much-loved Queen Ganieda, nearly a century ago, and Ghleanna still barely accepted Addiena as their ruler. True, she’d protect her as the monarch of their people, but that was as far as Ghleanna the Black was willing to go.

      Curious as to what was going on, Addolgar asked, “She wants to see us for what?”

      “You don’t question,” Bercelak snapped. “You come when called.”

      “When did we become pets?” Addolgar asked his brother. Ghleanna snorted.

      “Don’t anger me, brother. We serve the Queen—without question, without delay. Now get off your fat ass and let’s get going.”

      Knowing quite well that his ass was perfect, Addolgar was getting ready to argue, for no other reason than to annoy his brother, when Ghleanna cleared her throat and motioned behind her. A group of humans were running toward them, all of them poorly armed with pitchforks and rusty swords and pikes.

      “I’ll handle—” Bercelak began, but Ghleanna quickly stepped in front of him.

      “No,” she told him. “You’ll keep your mouth shut.”

      The humans quickly crossed the open field until they reached them, the one out front stopping in front of Ghleanna. “Did ya see him, soldier?” he demanded. “Did ya see the dragon?”

      Ghleanna nodded. “We have troops searching for the bastard now. We’ll find him. And we’ll kill him.”

      “He destroyed my cattle!” one of the men yelled. “Look at this!”

      They did. All those bones, sucked clean of meat, fat, and marrow. It wasn’t the entire herd that СКАЧАТЬ