Page 11 of The Dragon With A Girl Tattoo
His phone was already to his ear as he made a call.She got to her feet and moved over to stand next to him, listening, as well.I headed over that way, since Ava, the youngest spawn, was watching me with an expression I recognized.
Kid thinks I’m a pony, and no matter how many times I tell her I’m not, she insists I haul her around.
“—evident that Xavier is planning something to do with the shards.Perhaps he hopes to pull together the dragon heart, although I have no idea what he would achieve by doing so.The First Dragon is sure to have little patience with him, given the situation with Yrian,” Drake said when I stopped next to them.
Aisling was busy texting on her phone, but she glanced toward me when Drake wrapped up his call.“I’m going to ask Nora if she’s heard any rumblings of trouble, as well as Caribbean Battiste.”
“I don’t see that the head of your Guardian order will have much intelligence as to dragon happenings, but I would be interested to know if your mentor has heard rumors of an attack on us.Why is this daughter of Desislav messaging you?”Drake asked.
“I take it she’s working for him now,” I answered, moving around to the other side of Ash and Drake when Ava, having been pig piled on by the twins, squirmed out from under them, her gaze once again focused on me.“She’s the leader of some sort of band of mercenaries in Finland.She seems to think we have Desi’s blood moon relic.We don’t, do we?”
“Goddess, I hope not,” Aisling said, giving Drake a pointed look.“Is there something you’d like to tell me?”
“Many things, but they are not suitable for ears other than yours,” he answered, tapping on his phone.I caught a glimpse of a chat group he had with the other wyverns, and figured he was filling them in.
She nudged him.“Do any of your lairs happen to contain the relic of the demigod who started Abaddon?”
“Inquiring minds want to know,” I said, nodding, but just then Ava rushed me, and I had to take off.
I’m really going to hate it when Ash and Drake figure out she’s a baby Guardian.That kid is going to summon the Abaddon out of me, I just know it.
Anywhoozlebee, that’s what’s going on here.Drake is locking down the house, since his normal standby safe place in the country is about to be renovated because Aisling refuses to live with the antique plumbing anymore.
Ash told me to keep trying to contact my parents, but Desi isn’t the best about answering the phone, and only texts when he feels like it, so yeah.That’s kinda that.
Smooches to my fuzzybutt, and a head bonk to you, Amelie.
FOUR
MAY
“So, how long have youguys been hosting this music festival?”I asked as we strolled down from the castle’s north garden, along a twisty path lined with LED torches that flickered atmospherically in the darkness.The path deposited us at a broad field now dotted with a variety of temporary structures, including five stages, scaffolding holding lights and sound equipment, and a whole herd of RVs and trailers where the crew and some of the bands holed up for the three-day event.
In addition, a dozen wooden booths selling food and festival souvenirs lined the path from the smaller field that served as a parking lot, while several rows of bleachers lined three sides of the largest stage.
“Almost sixty years, according to Christian,” Allie answered, glancing behind where her husband was following.“He didn’t actually mention the word Woodstock, but I think he got an idea for this festival about then, and decided to host it here every year.Generally, it’s held with the yearly arrival of a traveling circus, but this year, the schedules didn’t mesh, so the Battle of the Bands is being held now.Is Aisling angry about something?”
