Apprehension filled her.
Roland nodded, confirming her fears. “Yes, sweet, but only very distantly. The House of Kent, to which I suspect you belong, and my line are quite far apart, but both our lines breed true. Which means you’re half-dragon too. It’s your gift to heal dragons, as do most of the women of the royal lines.”
“Half-dragon?”
He chuckled, kissing her nose. “Yes, little one. It’s probably the only reason you were able to claim and tame a great northern Ice Dragon.
Such a feat is not easily done. Did you never wonder why you were the only person in Salomar’s household who could speak with your dragonet?”
53
“But I wasn’t the only one.”
“What?” His dark eyes grew alert, his expression questioning.
“He has a witch.” Lana’s heart pounded as she remembered the evil woman. “Her name is Loralie. She’s tried to lure Tor from me many times. She’s the one who sent his mother away with no memory of the egg she left behind.”
“When we get to the palace, you must tell my brothers everything you know about this witch.”
She nodded, sensing how important this was to him. “I’ll gladly tell you everything I know about Salomar’s household if it will help you defeat him.”
“Defeat him? What do you know of his plans?” A cunning smile broke over his face.
She smiled back. “I didn’t spend all my time languishing in dark, cold caves. As much as his men hunted us, Tor and I harried them. We intercepted messengers and waylaid enough scouts to know he plans to bring war on a kingdom to the south with his allies in the east. I can only guess that the kingdom he intends to move against is yours.”
Roland drew back from her, rising to sit back on his haunches, his expression hard. “I suspected as much, which is why I flew north. I wanted to do a little reconnaissance. Instead I almost died.”
“You didn’t know about the weapons he’s developed to fight dragons.”
He turned back to her with a bright light in his eyes. “But you do.
You know all about his tactics and his weapons. He’s been testing and perfecting them on you and Tor.”
She sat up, nodding slowly as she realized what he was getting at.
“Yes, you’re probably right.” She took his hand in hers. “We’ll tell you everything we know and though I can’t speak for Tor, I will fight with you against Salomar to the best of my ability. If ever a man deserved to die, 54
it’s him. Deliberately orphaning a beautiful baby like Tor is just one of his crimes, but that’s the one that hurts me the most.”
Roland reached out with his muscular arms and pulled her close.
“You have a kind and brave heart, Lana. We’ll keep Tor safe and see he grows up strong and true. He’ll be protected and loved by all the dragons of my land. I can assure you of that. And he’ll be respected as he grows.
Ice Dragons are not to be trifled with and he’ll grow into that responsibility with our guidance.”
Roland pulled her close and kissed her long and hard, his hot tongue sweeping into her mouth and lighting a fire in her belly she’d never felt before. His strong hands swept up her smooth legs, rubbing beneath the hem of her tunic and up the curves of her ass as she struggled mindlessly to get closer to him. She’d never felt such passion, such heady delight.
His warm palm spread over the curve of her rear, shocking a gasp from her lips that he swallowed as he took her to the ground once more.
His hard body pressed along her length, his hand roaming as he dragged the hem of her tunic upwards. His fingers searched for and found the heavy curve of her breast, making her shiver. When he palmed her nipple, she couldn’t suppress the moan of pleasure that sounded from her throat, but when he closed his thumb and forefinger around her hard peak and tugged, she nearly screamed.
Only his heavy weight above her kept her on the ground, so violent was the urge to move as her insides fired hot
Roland nodded, confirming her fears. “Yes, sweet, but only very distantly. The House of Kent, to which I suspect you belong, and my line are quite far apart, but both our lines breed true. Which means you’re half-dragon too. It’s your gift to heal dragons, as do most of the women of the royal lines.”
“Half-dragon?”
He chuckled, kissing her nose. “Yes, little one. It’s probably the only reason you were able to claim and tame a great northern Ice Dragon.
Such a feat is not easily done. Did you never wonder why you were the only person in Salomar’s household who could speak with your dragonet?”
53
“But I wasn’t the only one.”
“What?” His dark eyes grew alert, his expression questioning.
“He has a witch.” Lana’s heart pounded as she remembered the evil woman. “Her name is Loralie. She’s tried to lure Tor from me many times. She’s the one who sent his mother away with no memory of the egg she left behind.”
“When we get to the palace, you must tell my brothers everything you know about this witch.”
She nodded, sensing how important this was to him. “I’ll gladly tell you everything I know about Salomar’s household if it will help you defeat him.”
“Defeat him? What do you know of his plans?” A cunning smile broke over his face.
She smiled back. “I didn’t spend all my time languishing in dark, cold caves. As much as his men hunted us, Tor and I harried them. We intercepted messengers and waylaid enough scouts to know he plans to bring war on a kingdom to the south with his allies in the east. I can only guess that the kingdom he intends to move against is yours.”
Roland drew back from her, rising to sit back on his haunches, his expression hard. “I suspected as much, which is why I flew north. I wanted to do a little reconnaissance. Instead I almost died.”
“You didn’t know about the weapons he’s developed to fight dragons.”
He turned back to her with a bright light in his eyes. “But you do.
You know all about his tactics and his weapons. He’s been testing and perfecting them on you and Tor.”
She sat up, nodding slowly as she realized what he was getting at.
“Yes, you’re probably right.” She took his hand in hers. “We’ll tell you everything we know and though I can’t speak for Tor, I will fight with you against Salomar to the best of my ability. If ever a man deserved to die, 54
it’s him. Deliberately orphaning a beautiful baby like Tor is just one of his crimes, but that’s the one that hurts me the most.”
Roland reached out with his muscular arms and pulled her close.
“You have a kind and brave heart, Lana. We’ll keep Tor safe and see he grows up strong and true. He’ll be protected and loved by all the dragons of my land. I can assure you of that. And he’ll be respected as he grows.
Ice Dragons are not to be trifled with and he’ll grow into that responsibility with our guidance.”
Roland pulled her close and kissed her long and hard, his hot tongue sweeping into her mouth and lighting a fire in her belly she’d never felt before. His strong hands swept up her smooth legs, rubbing beneath the hem of her tunic and up the curves of her ass as she struggled mindlessly to get closer to him. She’d never felt such passion, such heady delight.
His warm palm spread over the curve of her rear, shocking a gasp from her lips that he swallowed as he took her to the ground once more.
His hard body pressed along her length, his hand roaming as he dragged the hem of her tunic upwards. His fingers searched for and found the heavy curve of her breast, making her shiver. When he palmed her nipple, she couldn’t suppress the moan of pleasure that sounded from her throat, but when he closed his thumb and forefinger around her hard peak and tugged, she nearly screamed.
Only his heavy weight above her kept her on the ground, so violent was the urge to move as her insides fired hot
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