The Prophecy Unfolds: Dragon Queen by Scarlett Flame Read Free Book Online Page A

earlier with the
exception of my old and now dirty clothing. What could I possibly
wear to bed. I thought
    Eventually
I folded my new clothes up and washed the old ones in the sink.
Nervously I left the bathroom with just a towel wrapped abound me
suddenly feeling very shy.
    Patros
looked up and his gaze swept top to toe as a huge grin lit up his
face. He held back the rugs ready for me to get into bed revealing
that he was once again commando.
    Does
no one wear clothes to bed on Syros? Or is it just when I'm around?
    At
this thought his grin stretched from ear to ear. His smile wasn't the
only thing to grow either!
    I
hung my clothes close to the fire and removed the towel as I climbed
into bed. Deciding that it was probably a bit late for false modesty
considering the fact that we were mated and I was already pregnant.
    As
our skin brushed together the buzz and static started anew and
fireworks, as I now thought of them commenced. At least I didn't need
to worry about “working out” as Patros was giving me the
best work out of my life. Talos returned and settled down to sleep.
Although none of us got to sleep straight away. The connection
between the dragon and ourselves meant that I could see his bright
swirling eyes as he watched us quietly across the lair. Through our
connection he knew what we were thinking and feeling. More than a
little disconcerting initially but then as we both lost ourselves to
sensations I became oblivious to his presence. Eventually we all
settled down to sleep. Patros and myself sated and exhausted. I fell
in to a deep slumber hoping that tonight there would be no werewolf
dreams to disturb me.
    Morning
arrived and it had been decided by Patros and Talos that my education
regarding the world I now lived in would begin in earnest. This I was
informed, would begin with an aerial tour of the surrounding
countryside and at my request a visit to the nearest village. A ride
to the shops was just what I needed and a bit of retail therapy
seemed in order to secure some extra clothing . Although I doubted
that I could compare it to shopping at home.
    Once
dressed we mounted Talos and flew off the ledge. I gasped out loud at
the speed as I grabbed Patros's waist in a death-grip. After a little
while I began to relax and enjoy the ride as I
tried to absorb some details about the surrounding countryside .
The day was clear and sunny with a few wispy clouds as we flew above
the mountain tops. Below I could see cultivated fields and a mountain
range with snow visible on some of the peaks in the distance.
    Spotting
numerous building dotted about I could only assume were farms. Patros
and Talos started a narrative in my head as we flew along.
    Although
the countryside was beautiful I was eager to stop and see one of the
small towns up close that were scattered below. My wish was soon
granted as we approached a group of stone buildings.
    This
is called Treetops and is the closest village to our lair. We can buy
provisions here and arrange for clothing to be made. Let me deal with
the villagers as they are a little wary of strangers. Patros
sent.
    Talos
landed in a clearing on the edge of the village. Made up of four
small streets set at right angles with a small green situated at the
centre most point. Four small copses of trees surrounding the village
and I imagined that this is where “Treetops” had come
from.
    Patros
dismounted first jumping down easily then helped me to dismount. As
we did so some of the villagers and their children came out to greet
us. They must have made a special effort as we had landed some small
distance from the village. Talos remained in the clearing as we set
off down the narrow path that led to the village.
    We
must have been spotted flying over,as quite a few people were
gathered in the centre of the village. As we approached more people
arrived to augment the gathering crowd.
    As
we passed the men bowed and the women dropped in to a curtsy.
    Patros
sent The villagers