Scourge of the Dragons by Cody J. Sherer Read Free Book Online

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head. Obrin let out a sigh of relief as he stood back up. He
motioned for the others to stay as he approached the dragon. Wrotan
watched as the elf King talked to the dragon. They appeared to get
rather heated as they discussed something. Obrin finally nodded and
turned back to the others.
    “He is willing to take us to the Citadel,”
he said.
    Before anyone could ask any questions,
another dragon dropped down and landed next to the first. This one
was smaller with the same black color, except it had gray wings.
The two dragons lifted the small group off the ground and took to
the skies. Wrotan was amazed by the view. He could see all of the
evening realms and well beyond. The hunter could see the Citadel up
ahead and the night elf castle back behind them. He caught sight at
what looked like dozens of birds attacking some smaller animals. It
dawned on him that he was seeing the drakes and wyverns attacking
the elves that had come in pursuit of the night elf King. He
shuddered to think of their fate against those beasts. There were
only so many creatures in the lands that could claim supremacy over
the drakes and few of those were as ferocious.
    Wrotan was amazed at the sheer size of the
Citadel. The design was far from intricate, but the builders had
needed to create something large enough for the dragons. There was
a large tower in the center of a square wall with four towers. Each
of the outer towers was large enough to house two or three dragons
and the center tower was large enough to house over a dozen. The
two dragons swooped down and dropped off their passengers in the
courtyard below. They landed between the small group and the
central tower. Dozens of dragons came flying in from the towers as
well as the mountains around the Citadel. The hunter was surprised
to see that the only dragon not affected by the scourge was the
massive crimson and black dragon that had originally approached
them. Each of the other dragons had streaks of violet across their
bodies, some more than others. In all, Wrotan was able to identify
four different types of dragons based on their coloring. There were
black dragons, gray dragons, black dragons with gray wings, and the
lone black dragon with crimson wings.
    “Take the others to the dungeon,” the
crimson winged dragon said.
    “Hold a moment, Ungaroth. These are my
friends and family, they can be trusted,” Obrin said.
    “They may be your friends and family, but
they are not our friends and family. You bring with you a very
dangerous group.”
    “How can you possibly know that?” Erlkan
asked.
    “We are far more involved in the world than
your sun dragons, elf,” Ungaroth replied.
    “Tell us your conclusions about each member
of our group and allow us to defend ourselves,” Wrotan said.
    “Ah, Wrotan, you do your adoptive father
justice. He taught you well. We shall start with Alandra, niece of
the Queen that wants many of us dead,” the dragon said.
    “I understand why you would see me as an
enemy, but the truth is that I do not agree with Melisandre. Her
assumptions make no sense. Why would you or King Obrin unleash a
scourge upon yourselves? It may affect others worse than you, but
it still affects you,” Alandra said.
    “A solid point. To answer your question,
Queen Melisandre believes that because I am not affected by the
scourge, I am its originator. Nevertheless, why would I infect my
entire clan? Are not dragons a more powerful ally than this
scourge? You seem to agree, no need for an answer to that question.
Now, Erlkan, why should we trust you?” Ungaroth asked.
    “My wife tried to have me killed because I
wanted to give my cousin and his son more time. I may not have been
an ally before, but she had forced my hand. My desire was to stay
neutral, but I cannot do that now,” the sun King answered.
    “Quite true, which leaves us with Prince
Hadrin. Can you explain why you aren’t a danger to us or even
yourself for that matter?” The dragon asked as it