Queen of Dragons: Steamy Fantasy Erotic Romance (Dragon nights Book 1) by Tasha Bell Read Free Book Online

on earth have you been doing? I
thought you’d grown out of all that stuff, is this Christian’s influence?”
    While Alexandra spoke Viviana strode over and grabbed her by
the hand, pulling her away from her new man towards the back yard. “I need to
talk to you right now.” She said between clenched teeth.
    In the darkened yard she quickly filled her horrified friend
in on what Sir Robert had told her and said “You have to tell you brother to
get out this very moment they are going to kill him.”
    “What about Christian?” Asked Alexandra.
    “I don’t know,” said Viviana. “I’m not sure where he is, but
I’ll take care of him, you just need to get your brother out. Was that man you
were talking to James Harper? They are going to execute him too, he should run
with Kit. There’s a man from King John’s army called Captain Bates who has been
sent to look for them, he’s already burnt down my gardener’s cottage and caught
two men he claims are plotting an uprising, the others need to go right now.”
    “Wait a second,” said Alexandra. “I’m not sure I understand,
my Kit is plotting a revolution? That can’t be right.”
    “It doesn’t matter if he is or isn’t plotting a revolution,”
said Viviana urgently “The King thinks he is and he’ll be killed for it either
way. I think one of them may have taken something the king wants.”
    “Right” said Alexandra. “I’ll tell Harper. Go and get my
brother, he’s in his room. Tell him to meet us by the door.” She ran back into
the public bar.
    Viviana took the stairs up to Kit’s room two at a time, she
burst through the heavy wooden door, not pausing to knock, and saw two faces
staring up at her. Kit was down on all fours with a pretty redhead sitting on
his back just like she was riding a horse. Apart from a pair of leather boots
and some leather gloves he was completely naked. Kit spluttered for a moment
before he managed to spit the cotton gag from his mouth.
    “Viviana what in god’s name are you doing here!” He shouted,
his face reddening from embarrassment. The red-head giggled mischievously.
    “Come and join us Lady Viviana.” She said.
     Viviana could see that she was holding a birch twig in
her hand like a riding crop, it was probably the reason Kit’s flanks and
backside were bright red.
    “Kit some soldiers are coming to kill you and their coming
now. They think you’re a subversive. You have to leave the village this
instant.” Her voice rose in in volume until she was almost shouting. Kit looked
panicked, he reached for some trousers and bent to start putting them on.
Viviana grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the door. “No, no time for that,”
she said. “Go! Go now! Alexandra’s waiting outside for you, go.”
    Downstairs the pub fell silent for a second time that night,
this time because the old landlord’s son, appeared to have just ran through the
public bar red-arsed and completely naked bar a pair of knee high leather
boots. After some momentary confusion the pub broke into gales of laughter, and
men were still holding their sides and wiping away the tears of mirth when
Captian Bates strode into the bar.
    “Good evening gentlemen.” He said. “Please don’t mind me,
King’s business.” He signalled with his hand and Matt Tindall’s three sons ran
past him and thundered up the stairs. Matt stayed at his side leering
menacingly at Viviana, who was by now sitting at one of the tables, sipping a
half pint of ale and trying to look nonchalant despite her bare feet, flushed
face, wild hair and torn clothes.
    “Lady Viviana,” said Captain Bates. “I was not expecting meet
you again so soon, what a pleasant surprise, we didn’t see you pass us on the
road.”
    “Yes I took a stroll through the woods,” she said. “After you
mentioned heading down here I thought I might pop down myself, always good to
know what one’s dealing with on one’s estates you know.” She held the Captain’s
eye,