Furee Born: The Dragon Mage Series Book IV Read Free

now,
Rhune was a healer in training, and as such, there were things he could not
handle on his own, and some he should not handle at all, not at such an early
age.
    When most mage used too
much power, they burned out, were sick, and needed time to heal the damage and
recharge.  Healing power was different; something about the way the power was
stored or the way it was used meant there was no cup of power to draw from.  Rather,
a healer’s body and spirit as a whole was a vessel for the magic.  When the healing
mage used too much power they died.
    “Morgan?”
    “She’s fine,” Rhune was
quick to allay her fears.  “Grumpy but fine.”
    Riva smiled at his
disgruntled tone.  “If you had been pregnant for two years you would be grumpy,
too,” she assured him, shaking her head at the thought.
    Dragons it seemed took
much longer to gestate then humans or mages, even half-mage twins.  Morgan was
as big as a house, had every dragon at Forsaken driving her crazy trying to
cater to her every whim, and faced what could be another three years of the
same if she followed the standard dragon timeline.  Riva could not even imagine
being pregnant for two years, let alone the five that full dragons gestated. 
Yes, she would definitely be grumpy, too. 
    “If not Morgan, what has
you interrupting the first real sleep I’ve managed in three days?”  Riva smiled
to show she wasn’t angry with him, but she was glad she had gotten the small
sleep that she had.  Her nightmares were not always kind, but it was her status
as a healer that had her losing sleep lately.   With so much unrest in Dracon,
Morgan ready to deliver anytime, and the sporadic calls from Seatown to come
treat rescued mages, she always seemed to be coming or going.   Reason enough,
she supposed, for Furee, who had elected himself her guardian in her brother’s
staid, to guard her sleep as diligently as her person.
    “It’s about Furee.” 
Rhune looked up and around to make sure they were still alone so he missed the effect
his words had on Riva.  “When he grabbed me to pull me off the balcony rails
yesterday, I felt it.  There is something wrong inside him.”  Rhune’s young
grass-green eyes seemed to drift away, looking at something only he could see
and darkening.  “There was so much pain . . .”

CHAPTER
TWO
     
    Asha felt the dream
change the second Riva left it.  No longer was she looking through the healer’s
eyes to see but had become a distant viewer, as she was through most of her
dream walks, which meant there was something here in the past that would have
an impact on the future.  She waited for the memory to unfold.
    She watched Riva and
Clare disappear into the forest and turned to see Furee meet the five dragons
from House of Earth as they landed and shifted from dragon to warrior form.
    Brax took the lead,
stepping forward, his eyes on the forest behind Furee where the women had
disappeared.  Then, he turned eyes of black onyx to the dragon knight in his
way.  A big man, Brax consisted of gold tones like most of the House of Earth dragons.
The security force Lord Rendal had put together from House of Earth as his
personal guard were more likely to wear jeweled swords and ostentatious gems
sown into their tunics with no real thought as to how they might hinder or help
them in battle.  Brax was no different.  A big warrior nearly equal to Lux in
height, he towered over Furee in both width and height, but despite the size
difference, not a dragon there doubted who would win going head to head with
Furee.  Brax might have had delusions of grandeur, but he was not so deluded to
challenge a dragon knight of the Light as old and battle-hardened as Furee. 
Everyone seemed to be waiting for someone else to take the lead.
    When the silence had
lengthened enough that the Earth dragons were looking around nervously, Furee
spoke.  “Yes, did you have a reason for stopping to chat?”
    The men blinked.  Brax
narrowed his