Sorcery of a Queen by Brian Naslund (Dragons of Terra #2)
English | 2020| Fantasy | ePUB | 5.0 MB
Sorcery of a Queen by Brian Naslund is a fast-paced adventure perfect for comic readers and fans of heroic fantasy
They called her the Witch Queen…
Driven from her kingdom, the would-be queen now seeks haven in the land of her mother, but Ashlyn will not stop until justice has been done. Determined to unlock the secret of powers long thought impossible, Ashlyn bends her will and intelligence to mastering the one thing people always accused her of, sorcery.
Meanwhile, having learned the truth of his mutation, Bershad is a man on borrowed time. Never knowing when his healing powers will drive him to a self-destruction, he is determined to see Ashlyn restored to her throne and the creatures they both love safe.
“Unusual or not, she is screwing with our fishing,” Captain Jaku said, locking the ship’s wheel into place with a worn loop of leather and coming over. “Generally, we’d be pulling marlin and tuna outta these waters easier than a heron pulling frogs from a clear pond. But that Nomad’s spooking everything with gills for leagues. This rate, it’s gonna be hardtack all the way home.”
“How much longer’s that gonna take?” Felgor said, scratching his ear. “Because those biscuits are detrimental to the normal routine of a man’s bowels. My last proper shit is a distant memory at this point.”
Jaku spat over the gunwale. “We keep getting the turtle lord’s ships pulling on our ass hairs and sending us into the Shattered Shithole, it’ll be a month, best case.”
“A month,” Felgor muttered. “By Aeternita, I may never shit again. You know, it’s not healthy getting all backed up like this. I knew I guy back in Burz-al-dun who stole a massive crate of persimmons off the docks, then proceeded to eat them for damn near every meal until they were gone. Afterward, he went three weeks without a shit and wound up—”
“Gods, Felgor. I will get you a fucking fish if you just stop talking,” Bershad said. He looked up at the dragon. She’d scare away the fish during the day—even the creatures that lived beneath the waves knew to watch the skies of Terra—but under the cover of darkness, things would be different. “I’ll do it tonight.”
“Has a dragon ever followed you like this before?” Ashlyn asked when they were in the privacy of their own cabin.
“Well, I missed my pass on a Blackjack a few summers ago and got chased through about fifteen leagues of swamp before the thing lost interest. Had to wait until his blood calmed down the next day before I could settle things.”
“Don’t be cute. I’m not talking about a dragonslaying gone wrong.”
Bershad sighed. “No,” he admitted. “It’s new.”