Page 28 of Black Wing and Shadows
“Is that why you blew your breath at me?”
“It’s better than incinerating you, isn’t it?”Before blowing another breath at my face.
“I do appreciate that.”
She really was a gorgeous dragon, but she was pretty small, but so was I.
“Yes, I am small.”
Shit. I forgot they were in our heads.“I said you are gorgeous too.”
“Remember me on bonding day.”
Up ahead, I heard another dragon breathe fire, followed by screams. My stomach dropped, and my heart skipped a few beats.
“Don’t worry, you have worthy intentions and are a worthy Rider.”The silver reassured me.
“Thank you, I guess.”
I kept walking, stepping over many charred spots, and I wasn’t even close to the end of the judgment line.
“You don’t want a baby dragon. I would choose you if you chose me.”I heard a deep voice this time, and to my left, there was a dark blue, silvery dragon. His scales shined at certain angles. Goodness, he was a beautiful dragon. I’d never seen a blue like that before.
“Babies can’t bond…”
“I am not a baby, and I may be more powerful than you.”I heard the silver’s voice, and at the same moment, I heard a small roar from down the line.
“Well, no, but she is young, never had a dragon Rider. I have the experience and power you need,”he quipped.
“Ohhhh—you have a big ego too.”I smiled while still looking to his side. He stood about seventeen feet tall, which was on the larger size. He blew a small puff of fire at me.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to offend you,”I said.
“Hmm. I think you did. You aren’t wrong, though. I do have an ego.”
“It seems I have a lot to think about,”I told him before nodding my head and moving on.
I continued down the path, admiring all the various dragons, phoenixes, and griffins.
“Did you know they can talk to us?” Thora asked.
“I knew bonded fliers and Riders could, but not unbonded ones. Did they talk to you?”
“One, it truly startled me at first.”
“Same, I wasn’t expecting that.”
I made it to the end of the Rider’s Judgment, and I was still alive. I also had three fliers talk to me, which meant I had options—assuming I made it to bonding day. There was another desk at the end with another Historian. She asked for our names and gave us another serum. I lifted the vial to my mouth and poured it in. No more fliers in my head. That felt so violating. I guessed I should get used to it because once I bonded with my dragon, there would be open communication with them.
“Head to the outdoor arena,” she said.
Thora was close behind me, so I slowed my pace so we could walk together. We both headed towards the arena.
“Still going for a griffin?” I asked her.
“Yes, and a beautiful dark blue spoke to me. What about you?”
“I had a phoenix and two dragons speak to me, but I am leaning towards a dragon.”
