Attack of the Lovesick Dragon
The spirit's voice broke off with a screech. A glowering rider mounted on a froth-flecked black steed bore down on them, glaring at them from dark eyes burning above a black face covering. He drew his sa ber, driving them towards the water. As Rupert stepped backwards, drenching himself to the knees, the sky suddenly darkened, the rider's horse shied, and the rider, not giving full attention to his mount, slipped sideways.
Grippeldice's front claws grazed the part in Carole's hair as the dragon overflew tthemand landed in front of them. flaming. The horse reared, screaming, and bolted, rider clinging desperately to its mane, streaming cloak trailing ssmokeand sparks as the terrified mount galloped heedlessly off down the trail.
The dragon beat her wings once and started to take off after it, but Rupert cried out and Carole, translating, stopped the dragon with a word.
"We must reach the desert before they discover we are coming. Otherwise, I fear we will never find Miragenia or the child again."
The spirit's voice broke off with a screech. A glowering rider mounted on a froth-flecked black steed bore down on them, glaring at them from dark eyes burning above a black face covering. He drew his sa ber, driving them towards the water. As Rupert stepped backwards, drenching himself to the knees, the sky suddenly darkened, the rider's horse shied, and the rider, not giving full attention to his mount, slipped sideways.
Grippeldice's front claws grazed the part in Carole's hair as the dragon overflew tthemand landed in front of them. flaming. The horse reared, screaming, and bolted, rider clinging desperately to its mane, streaming cloak trailing ssmokeand sparks as the terrified mount galloped heedlessly off down the trail.
The dragon beat her wings once and started to take off after it, but Rupert cried out and Carole, translating, stopped the dragon with a word.
"We must reach the desert before they discover we are coming. Otherwise, I fear we will never find Miragenia or the child again."
Life in the enchanting land of Argonia is never simple. A score of years ago Princess Bronwyn and her gypsy lover Jack rashly promised their firstborn to the wizards of Miragenia as repayment for their aid. Now, alas the debt is due and before their newborn daughter can even be properly christened, those mercenary magicians have spirited her off to the far off land of Gorequartz. And so it falls to Bronwyn's cousin Carole, a whisteling witch with a gift for music, and her brother Prince Rupert, who is far too handsome for his own good to rescue Bronwyn's babe from a land whose national pastime is human sacrifice..
Very good!
Very good!
