Rise of the Valiant. Morgan Rice

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      At first the beast shivered and began to buck. But Kyra sensed it was for show. It didn’t really want to throw her off – it just wanted to make a point of defiance, of who was in control, to keep her on edge. It wanted to let her know it was a creature of the wild, a creature to be tamed by no one.

      I do not wish to tame you, she said to it in her mind’s eye. I wish only to be your partner in battle.

      The Solzor calmed, still prancing, but not as wildly, as if hearing her. Soon, it stopped moving, perfectly still beneath her, snarling out at the others, as if to protect her.

      Kyra, sitting atop the Solzor, now calm, looked down at the others. A sea of shocked faces stared back, mouths agape.

      Kyra slowly smiled wide, feeling a great sense of triumph.

      “This,” she said, “is my choice. And his name is Andor.”

      Kyra rode Andor at a walk down the center of the courtyard of Argos, and all her father’s men, hardened soldiers, stopped and watched in awe as she went. Clearly, they had never seen anything like it.

      Kyra held his mane gently, trying to pacify him as he snarled softly at all the men, glaring them down, as if he held a vendetta for being caged. Kyra adjusted her balance, Baylor having put a fresh leather saddle on him, and tried to get used to riding up so high. She felt more powerful with this beast beneath her than she’d ever had.

      Beside her, Dierdre rode a beautiful mare, one Baylor had chosen for her, and the two of them continued through the snow until Kyra spotted her father in the distance, standing there by the gate, awaiting her. He stood with his men, all of them waiting to see her off, and they, too, looked up at her in fear and awe, stunned that she could ride this animal. She saw the admiration in their eyes, and it emboldened her for the journey ahead. If Theos would not return to her, at least she had this magnificent creature beneath her.

      Kyra dismounted as she reached her father, guiding Andor by his mane and seeing the concern flicker in her father’s eyes. She did not know if it was because of this beast or for the journey ahead. His look of concern reassured her, made her realize she was not the only one who feared what lay ahead, and that he cared for her after all. For the briefest moment he let his guard down and shot her a look that only she could recognize: the love of a father. She could tell that he struggled in sending her on this quest.

      She stopped a few feet away, facing him, and all grew silent as the men gathered around to watch the exchange.

      She smiled up at him.

      “Do not worry, Father,” she said. “You raised me to be strong.”

      He nodded back, pretending to be reassured – yet she could see he was not. He was still, most of all, a father.

      He looked up, searching the skies.

      “If only your dragon would come for you now,” he said. “You could cross Escalon in but a few minutes. Or better – he could join you on your journey and incinerate anyone who came in your path.”

      Kyra smiled sadly.

      “Theos is gone now, Father.”

      He looked back at her, eyes filled with wonder

      “Forever?” he asked, the question of a warlord leading his men into battle, needing to know but afraid to ask.

      Kyra closed her eyes and tried to tune in, to get a response. She willed for Theos to answer her.

      Yet there came a numbing silence. It made her wonder if her she had ever had a connection to Theos to begin with, or if she had only imagined it.

      “I do not know, Father,” she answered honestly.

      He nodded back, accepting, the look of a man who had learned to accept things as they were and to rely on himself.

      “Remember what I – ” her father began.

      “KYRA!” an excited shout cut through the air.

      Kyra turned as the men parted ways, and her heart lifted with delight to see Aidan running through the city gates, Leo at his side, jumping down from a cart driven by her father’s men. He ran right for her, stumbling through the snow, Leo even faster, way ahead of him, and already bounding ahead into Kyra’s arms.

      Kyra laughed as Leo knocked her down, standing on her chest on all fours and licking her face again and again. Behind her, Andor snarled, already protective of her, and Leo jumped up and faced off with it, snarling back. They were two fearless creatures, each equally protective of her, and Kyra felt honored.

      She jumped up and stood between them, holding Leo back.

      “It’s okay, Leo,” she said. “Andor is my friend. And Andor,” she said, turning, “Leo is mine, too.”

      Leo backed down reluctantly, while Andor continued to snarl, albeit in a quieter fashion.

      “Kyra!”

      Kyra turned as Aidan ran into her arms. She reached down and hugged him tight as his little hands clutched her back. It felt so good to embrace her little brother, whom she was certain she would never see again. He was the one bit of normalcy left in the whirlwind her life had become, the one thing that had not changed.

      “I heard you were here,” he said in a rush, “and I caught a ride to see you. I’m so happy you’re back.”

      She smiled sadly.

      “I’m afraid not for long, my brother,” she said.

      A flash of concern crossed his face.

      “You’re leaving?” he asked, crestfallen.

      Her father interjected.

      “She is off to see her uncle,” he explained. “Let her go now.”

      Kyra noted that her father said her uncle and not your uncle, and she wondered why.

      “Then I shall join her!” Aidan insisted proudly.

      Her father shook his head.

      “You shall not,” he replied.

      Kyra smiled down at her little brother, so brave, as always.

      “Father needs you elsewhere,” she said.

      “The battlefront?” Aidan asked, turning to their father hopefully. “You are setting out for Esephus,” he added in a rush. “I have heard! I want to join you!”

      But he shook his head.

      “It is Volis for you,” he replied. “You will stay there, protected by the men I leave behind. The battlefront is no place for you now. One day.”

      Aidan flushed red with disappointment.

      “But I want to fight, Father!” he protested. “I don’t need to stay boarded up in some empty fort with women and children!”

      His men snickered, but her father looked serious.

      “My decision is made,” he answered СКАЧАТЬ