Creative Writing

Dragonlord: Chapter 39

King Wendel’s entourage filled most of the courtyard. The king was nearly fifty, but still a sturdy man. His brown

Aurel folded his arms and shook his head. He should have known that message and its offer was too good

Rien fell to his knees and tried not to vomit. The baron was pulling the little girl away before she

Bastien watched as another knight escorted Lammert, Efua, and Mikaere to rooms within the castle. His father was no fool.

Even if Bast hadn’t identified the man it would have been obvious who he was. The resemblance between his knight

As much as it went against his nature, he had everyone sleep in separate cots. It felt strange not having

He took watch. Maela and Rachel both curled by Bast, their heads resting on his torso. Frankly, he considered it

The girls required only a small amount of assistance to climb down from the balcony. The rope harnesses prevented any

It took Rien a few moments to comprehend what his brother had just said. Next to him, Rachel had gone

He tried questioning his brother, but Lammert refused to explain anything or answer any questions until they’d bathed. It made