Dragons of Asgard 3 by Logan Jacobs (first ebook reader txt) 📗

“You know, you’re not as light as you once were.”

Blar just settled in against me and let out a tired little sigh.

“I think it looks pretty badass at least,” Eira chuckled. “You carrying around a dragon on your shoulders, I mean. It’s pretty hot.”

“I’m glad you think so.” I smiled. “Even though to everyone else it probably looks incredibly strange since he appears like a dog.”

“I hadn’t thought about that,” the redhead laughed.

Asgard was cast in an orange glow from the sunset, and it reflected beautifully on Eira’s deep red hair and soft, pale skin. Her plump pink lips begged to be kissed, so I softly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to me to plant my lips against hers.

Her mouth was as soft as I remembered, and I held my lips against her for a few extra seconds until I heard Blar huff and turn his head away.

“Mmm, that was pleasantly unexpected,” the redhead said after I pulled away.

“Anything to piss Blar off,” I snickered, and the little dragon glared at me.

It didn’t take long for Eira and I to reach the council building, and we ascended the pristine white steps and walked right past the two guards outside. They used to stop me when I’d first started coming to the council room, but now they had orders to let me through without questioning, which was convenient, but also made me feel a sense of importance I’d never had until recently. It felt good to be doing something that gained me the respect of the council.

I pushed open the double doors, and Eira and I stepped inside. The building was just as white on the inside as it was on the outside, save for a vibrant red rug that ran the length of the great hall.

The three council members were all in their seats on the other side of the room, and there was a citizen standing in front of them speaking in a low voice.

Eira and I walked toward the group, but we maintained a respectful distance as we waited for them to finish their meeting.

Preyna, the beautiful blonde sorceress, glanced over and flashed me a smile as the man talked. She was absolutely stunning. Her golden hair fell down to her waist, and the light-green tunic she wore complimented her brown eyes.

It didn’t take long for them to solve the civilian’s issue and send him on his way, and once he’d left the great hall, the council turned to greet us.

“Rath,” Rinbar, the large male with deep black hair and a long beard, said with a nod. Then he looked at Eira and raised an eyebrow. “Eira.”

“Rinbar,” the redhead said coolly, and she flashed him a half smile.

“It is good the two of you are here,” Preyna said, and her golden eyebrows pulled together. “I’m afraid we have news to give you. It’s about the dragons.”

Chapter 2

My heart sank. We were already working on dismantling the dragon trade, what other news could they have about the dragons?

Odin didn’t know the council was working with me, I didn’t even think he knew who I was. That would come later, and then he’d have to explain why he banished the dragons instead of saving them when he had the chance. It was one of his advisors who was originally responsible for the dragon trade, and though Odin sent him to Helheim, he’d banished the dragons from Asgard in the same breath.

As much as I wished to speak to him and tell him what an atrocious decision I thought he’d made, I knew that needed to wait. We had to free the dragons before we could prove to him how intelligent and innocent they truly were.

Odin’s knowledge of our plan would cause more issues than it would help, so all I could do was to hope that wasn’t what they were about to say.

“What’s going on?” I asked, and at the same time Blar hopped down from my shoulders, ran over to Preyna, and climbed up in her lap.

The golden-haired sorceress smiled and stroked Blar’s back, but then she turned back to me with a sad smile.

“Someone recently tried to sneak a dragon egg into Asgard,” she explained.

“What?” The word left my mouth before I even had a chance to think, and my eyebrows pulled together with utter confusion as I stared at the council member. “Who?”

“He was just a citizen,” Rinbar said with a shake of his head. “We looked into him, and he had no military lineage or affiliations with the warbands.”

“How did he try to get the egg here?” Eira asked, and her green eyes narrowed slightly with focus.

“The Bifrost,” Preyna answered, and she pursed her lips.

“Does Odin know?” I asked through gritted teeth.

The Bifrost was well-guarded, and the guard on duty definitely would have reported the incident to Odin and the council.

“No.” Preyna shook her head. “Thankfully, it was one of my trusted guards who was on duty at the time. Unfortunately, the man who had the egg didn’t survive the incident, so we have no way of interrogating him and figuring out what realm he was coming from.”

“Kas recently showed me a spell,” I said. “She’s able to use something that belongs to a person and figure out where they’ve been. Perhaps we can do that here? I can go get her.”

“I know the spell well,” Preyna said, and her small smile reminded me she was a master sorceress.

“Oh, of course.” I frowned.

“He took preventative measures,” she explained. “Though the spell you speak of is powerful, it can only be used if the person’s whereabouts weren’t hidden beforehand. This man knew I’d be able to track him, and he took measures to stop me from doing it.”

“Smart,” Eira said. “It would make the most sense if they