A Tale of Two Dragons. G.A. Aiken

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      Chapter 3

      “I am sorry about this, Lady Braith.”

      Braith looked down at the diminutive She-dragon, forced a smile. “It’s all right, Lady Katarina. I know this isn’t your fault.”

      “Just Katarina.” She stepped aside as one of their escorts hustled by. “I’ll be glad to return home so I have to worry less about all these titles.”

      “Well, you need not worry about mine at all.”

      Braith studied the soldiers that had been chosen for this trip. She recognized a few. They were soldiers loyal to her father. She didn’t know why that bothered her, but it did. She didn’t like this.

      “Something wrong, Braith?” Katarina asked.

      “Uh . . .” She focused back on the royal. “No. Nothing. Just thinking. Wasn’t really planning on a trip.”

      “And I wasn’t really planning to come here.” She raised, then lowered her front claws. “Yet here I am.”

      Braith felt bad for her. This was just a few days out of Braith’s life. Yet Katarina had spent a year as nothing more than a well-treated hostage.

      Placing one claw on the royal’s shoulder—and ignoring how she dwarfed the She-dragon like a bloody ogre—Braith said softly, “Do not worry, Katarina. We will return you to your loved ones safely.”

      “I know you will.”

      Braith smiled at the royal, trying her best to put her at ease.

      “There you are!” a cheerful, low voice said from behind her.

      Braith’s claw tightened on Katarina’s shoulder, and she knew her eyes had widened in panic.

      No. He couldn’t be on this trip. Not him. Ghleanna. Or Bercelak. Gods, even Braith’s own father, she would rather travel with! Anyone but . . .

      The panic must have been clearly on her face because Katarina suddenly moved around Braith, distracting the Silver.

      “And you are?” Katarina asked.

      “Sergeant Addolgar of the Fifth Legion, my lady.”

      It took Braith a few seconds to get control of her initial reaction. Of all the dragons who could be going with them, why did it have to be him? Her one weakness. Her one very handsome, very thick-tailed weakness.

      “So, Sergeant Addolgar,” Katarina continued as Braith finally faced them both. “Why were you looking for us?”

      “I’ll be your military escort for this trip.”

      “Oh, I thought these dragons were. . . .”

      Addolgar glanced over at the soldiers. “These lads mostly guard Devenallt Mountain and the Elders. Good, solid soldiers,” he quickly added, never wanting to insult anyone—unlike his younger brother. “But I’ve been through the Western Mountains. Fought a few battles there. So, it was a good decision on my brother’s part.”

      Figures! Gods-damn Bercelak! She should have known! Bastard.

      “Now I don’t want either of you to worry. I’m here to protect you both.” Grinning, he nodded at the waiting soldiers. “Let me check on these lads and then we can get on our way.”

      He walked off and Katarina faced her again.

      “Sorry about that—” Braith began, but Katarina shook her head.

      “No need to worry. I understand that feeling. Felt it myself not too long ago.”

      “Well, if we could just keep it between us, I’d appreciate it.”

      “Because there are those here who use weakness as currency?”

      After living at the royal court, it seemed Katarina understood the Queen as well as anyone.

      “You might say.”

      “Don’t worry, Braith. Your secret is safe with me.”

      “You two ready?” Addolgar asked. “Have everything you need?” When they both nodded, he gave that adorable, wide grin of his, showing all those perfect fangs, and swung his forearm out from his body. “Then after you, my ladies.”

      Determined to get through this somehow without embarrassing herself, Braith nodded and walked on, Katarina right behind her.

      Then Braith realized something.... She had no idea how far away the Western Mountains actually were. A couple of days’ travel? Gods. Hopefully not more than that.

      Early on the fourth day of their trip, they camped for the night in a small grove. They still had at least another three-day flight before reaching the Western Mountains, but so far they’d made good time, considering it was nearing winter and the winds were beginning to howl.

      Yet today’s trip had ended early when Lady Katarina, who had been doing so well, with few to no complaints so far, suddenly announced she was getting tired. Addolgar understood; she seemed a frail thing. At least by dragon standards, she seemed frail.

      So they’d settled here for the night. It was nice. Lots of trees, a lake nearby, and some tasty-looking oxen a few miles away. Addolgar never needed much more than that.

      He settled down beside a large oak, his back pressed against the trunk so that his wings could get a good stretch. He’d rest for a while before searching out that oxen so he could eat, then take night watch.

      Just as Addolgar began to get comfortable, Lady Katarina softly stepped up beside him.

      “Lord Addolgar,” she greeted.

      “Just sergeant, I’m afraid, Lady.”

      “An earned title,” she mused. “Much more admirable, I assure you.”

      Enjoying the compliment, Addolgar asked, “Do you need something, my lady? Or Lady Braith?”

      “Oh, she’s fine. A little fed up with this traveling. I think she believed this to be a much shorter trip, but she’ll probably go down to the lake in a bit to relax. Actually, though, I’m about to make some tea. Would you like some?”

      A royal? Making something for a low-born Cadwaladr? Who would have thought? “That would be lovely.”

      “Give me a few minutes then.”

      “Of course.”

      Feeling elated by the obvious attention of Lady Katarina—she was making him tea!—Addolgar relaxed back and let out a contented sigh. As he waited, watching the lovely Lady Katarina move around the campfire, he noticed Braith heading off into the woods toward the nearby lake. She had her head down as she silently eased away. No one noticed, which he expected was what she wanted.

      Braith sat down by the river. Her back legs stretched out in front of her, her claws resting on her knees, and her wings СКАЧАТЬ