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Fiona Firesblood, Dragon Princess
Scotland—1423
I knew not what had happened, only that I felt my mother’s pain and cry
for help. I ran out of the cave we shared on human legs while tearing off
my clothes, shifting into my dragon form as I jumped into the sky and flew
swiftly to her aid.
I found the dragon queen’s body by the sea on a rocky precipice which
towered above the violent waves beneath. It had been a cold morn, made
even colder by the icy terror which settled in my chest.
Landing with haste, I nearly lost my footing as an avalanche of rocks
and debris slipped from beneath my talons and into the water below.
I approached my mother cautiously, pinning my wings behind me as I
nudged the queen with my snout.
Mother! I cried.
The queen didn’t answer.
Mother, do you not hear me? I nudged harder, and the queen rolled onto
her side.
’Twas then I noticed the spear lodged in Mother’s chest.
I tried to save her. I showered Mother with my healing fires until I fell
over from exhaustion.
Overcome with despair, I sobbed until my body ached and shook with
jarring tremors. Then my breathing slowed, stilled, and I wished I would die
beside my mother.
Mortal voices carried from afar. “Find the dragonslayer! There’s
another!”
“I think it’s dead. He killed two dragons!”
“Nay, keep your distance. I was witness. MacQuoid killed only one.”
“Aye, but it looks dead. Mayhap he returned and killed this one.”
I lay quiet, stifling my sobs. Let them fetch the dragonslayer,
MacQuoid. Let them bring him to me, so I could have my revenge!
Other villagers came, though they were wise enough to keep their
distance. One brave fool poked and prodded my scales. I sensed the wild
pounding of his heart as shrill laughter erupted from his throat.
I repressed the urge to rear up and burn him on the spot. Nay, I would
wait for MacQuoid.
But he never came. He’d ridden on to slay more monsters, no doubt.
Perhaps he was looking for me in the hills where Mother and I had hunted
wild game.
He would not find me. I would make sure of it.
I would find him. I would come to him as a woman, seduce him, lure
him away.
And then…. I swore with every fiery breath in my body, I would not rest
until my mother’s death was avenged.
Duncan MacQuoid
Former Knight of the Realm and Dragonslayer
Scotland—1428
WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS to me, knight? What crime have I
committed? I have never sought to harm humankind. Never!
I came up for breath, wiping water from my eyes. I moved to the river’s
edge, gliding with the flow as if I, too, was a thread of water. Pulling myself
onto a dry slab of rock, I gazed intently into the clear depths beneath me.
’Twas no pattern in the way the river moved—no assurance that one
current would resemble the next, yet the water kept flowing.
’Twould have been so easy if I could have said the same about my life.
But over the past five summers, life had become stale, stagnant,
unbearable.
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