wouldn’t dare think to send you on a mission you couldn’t handle. Julieth praised your skill. Was she wrong to recommend you?”
Kyndra’s chin rose. “Nay. I won’t let our people down.”
“Where are we going?” Aimery asked.
Kyndra felt Theron’s eyes on her. She swallowed and forced herself to meet Aimery’s gaze. “I don’t know.”
His brow furrowed. “You haven’t been to the Blue yet? You haven’t looked?”
“Of course I have,” she said through clenched teeth. Her ire rose at the condescending tone the commander used. “It is my duty to go to them as soon as something happens.”
“Then what did you see?”
Kyndra took in a calming breath and lowered her gaze to the blue and white tiles. “The female wouldn’t let me near the male. I’ve never seen a dragon so angry before. Without learning what caused the Blue’s death, we might never know who to find or where they went.”
“The Blues know you. You need to try again. Maybe the female has calmed down by now.”
She lifted her gaze to Aimery. He was more handsome than she had anticipated. The rumors of his sexuality and striking good looks were nothing compared to the gorgeous specimen before her.
His flaxen hair hung down his back thick and straight. Several rows of braids were woven near his temples in intricate designs, and the light blue tunic stitched with silver thread showed the breadth and width of his muscular shoulders. She tried not to look into his eyes of swirling blue, but too easily his caught and held her. With his square jaw, wide mouth, and expressive eyes, she was surprised he hadn’t already found a wife.
“Shall we return to dragons then?” he asked.
There was no other choice really. They had to know what happened. “Aye. Be warned, the female is out for blood.”
“We’ll be ready.”
Since he wore no weapons, she wasn’t so sure of that. It was a good thing she had brought her sword. “Follow me.”
Kyndra transported to the mountains, a safe distance away so they could see the dragons without being attacked. In a blink, Aimery and Theron stood on either side of her.
“By the gods,” Theron murmured.
Just looking at the dead Blue made Kyndra’s heart ache. The female stood near her mate, her roars of grief echoing through the mountains. All around them dragons had begun to come, watching the female. They flew across the sky while others landed and watched.
“Do you feel her pain?” Aimery asked.
Kyndra nodded. “The depth of her anguish is staggering.”
“Come, Kyndra. We must learn what happened.”
She was prepared to go alone, not with Aimery and the king with her. “I don’t think it wise that you follow me.”
Theron smiled. “We’ll be fine. Lead on, priestess.”
Kyndra walked toward the dragon, her nerves tensing when the female turned her dark eyes on her. There was hatred there, something Kyndra had never seen in a dragon’s eyes before.
It gave her pause and told her the magnitude of the female’s anger.
“Be careful,” she said over her shoulder. “The female’s rage grows.” By the time they reached the dragon, Kyndra was having serious doubts that any of them would come away unscathed. The female had spread her wings and began to growl. With every step Kyndra took toward the male, the female readied to strike.
“Let me,” Aimery said.
Kyndra jerked her gaze to him. “You don’t have dealings with the dragons. If she doesn’t allow me near her mate, what makes you think you can get to him?” Aimery shrugged his shoulders. “A hunch.”
Kyndra opened her mouth to argue when Theron placed a hand on her arm. “Give him a chance. He just might surprise you.”
She doubted it, but what choice did she have when the king commanded her? She watched as Aimery moved to the male. He stopped and looked at each of the dead Fae before he turned to them and shook his head.
“He doesn’t recognize them,” Theron said. “I was hoping he would know who