“Great. First royal dragon egg stolen from Chalvaren in ten thousand years and the damn thing’s already hatched.” Kort Elias grimaced and stared at the remnants of the Aurora eggshell. When he crouched down and touched the enormous object—he could have easily crawled inside—it crumbled to dust in his hands. “Worse, it’s been at least a day, maybe two.”
A thieving mercenary had brought the egg here to this planet of humans, one dimension hop away from Chalvaren, and Kort had required a wizard’s help to teleport in pursuit. The queen his mother forbade him to give chase, but when Kort discovered the double-crosser took the egg from the royal hatchery, Queen Elissabet’s edict paled before the need to recover the dragonlet. Also, ignoring his mother’s wishes was a lifelong sport at which Kort particularly excelled.
He picked up three black dragon scales, smelled them, manipulated them in his fingers then held the fragile scales up to the sunlight: they were translucent, iridescent…baby dragon scales. “Where’d you go little one?”
Hi Weekend Writing Warriors! Happy almost Halloween.
I’m switching gears with this week’s excerpt and rewinding time with the magic of creative writing. This week’s excerpt is from Dragonstone, the prequel to my fantasy romance novel, Chalvaren Rising. Some readers wanted to know how everything started out in The Kingdom of Chalvaren Romances. Dragonstone is where it all began.
Every weekend a wonderful blog hop happens where writers, known as the Weekend Writing Warriors share their stories. Click the box below to visit the other bloggers. Leave a comment. We thrive on comments. 🙂
And, if you’re lucky enough to join the awesome writers over at the Facebook Snippet Sunday group, then you’re lucky enough.