Dragon Chameleon: Memory of Mountains by Sarah K. L. Wilson
English | 2019 | Young adult | ePUB |181 Kb
Dragon Chameleon: Apparently, it can get worse. Who would have thought?
I’ve been taken prisoner by an enemy army with no idea about what happened to my dragon, Saboraak, or the people who fled the city. I hope they’re all okay.But of course, I can’t just enjoy eating gruel and being pulled around on a cage on a cart. I have work to do and people to save.
It’s a tough life saving the world, but someone has to do it.
“I was so used to my shadow-self popping up whenever he felt like it, that I didn’t notice Ambrosia’s shock at first.
“And what,” she asked, “is that?”
“A mimic,” I said. “A gift from the dead.”
Her eyes were wide, but rather than shock or even maliciousness, they seemed wide with delight.
“I’ve never seen a magic like yours before, Tor. And I don’t feel you pulling power from the nearby well, or even from the plants and animals nearby. Where does your magic come from?”
“I have no magic,” I said coolly. There let her chew on that for a while. I had the sneaking suspicion that a woman like Ambrosia wasn’t just dangerous, she was deadly, but like most people of high intelligence, there was nothing so good at distracting them as a puzzle. When a person thinks they are smarter than everyone around them, it bothers them to no end if there is something that they can’t figure out.
“I think that you and I should spend some time together, Tor Winespring,” she said with what I thought was meant to be a seductive smile. Anyone fool enough to fall for that probably played with full-grown vipers for fun, too. I knew that charming look. I used it all the time. And just like when I did it, she didn’t mean it at all. She simply wanted to disarm me so she could maneuver me as she willed. Time to throw her off balance again.”