Chapter 6 - Conflicting Emotions

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Happy new year my lovelies! I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and are spending some time reflecting upon your year, what matters, and what you can do to be happier, healthier, and more joyful as we head into this new year. As for me, I enjoyed my time off during Christmas immensely. My husband and I had a nice, quiet holiday and really enjoyed each other's company. I still have a few days to go before I must go back to work. I will spend these days working hard on my writing!

My new year's resolution for 2019 is to publish two books (Talon included), and simultaneously I will also try not to overextend myself as I tend to do. In other words, put my health first. Sometimes we say yes to too many people and too many things in our lives. It is easy to forget that we need to do what is best for us sometimes. What's your new year's resolution?

Enjoy the chapter! Hugs to all of you!


The Great Keep, Kastali Dun

Reyr made one final sweep of Kastali Dun's perimeter, letting the air currents catch his wings and propel him forward. With the day's drills finished, he could breathe a sigh of relief. He growled inwardly with pleasure as he stretched his wings. Nothing matched the feeling of floating on the wind, except perhaps mating, but that was a pleasure long given up.

He turned his massive head towards the horizon, eyeing the sun as it quickly approached its daily destination. Golden rays left the land glowing. In an hour or so it would drop below the earth, casting the world into darkness.

"Claire?" He sent his voice to Claire's mind. She did not answer. "Claire," he called again. It did not appear that she was blocking him, for he could sense her consciousness. "Claire?" he called once more.


"Have you been sleeping?" he asked, chuckling. "Did you not get your fill this morning?"

"I was so tired. I needed a nap. I'm awake now."

"Good. I have finished with today's drills and shall be by very soon."


Hearing her voice was thrilling; it was akin to what he felt when Gemma lived. Until Claire came along, Gemma was the only woman capable of invading his consciousness as it should be. With the exception of a mate, no Rider was capable of speaking to another Drengr, yet Claire could address whichever Drengr she wished. She could hear all of them, even when the conversations were meant to be private. It was an incredible ability.

When he thought about her secret, he was overcome with guilt. Hiding her ability from King Talon did not sit well with him. It was dishonorable and went against his oath. He needed to remind Claire of this again, for he did not wish to remain secretive much longer.

Part of him knew that he should tell the king, but he cherished his friendship with Claire. If he betrayed her, she would never trust him again. All he could do was wait for her to tell King Talon. He hoped that would happen soon.

Several of his trainees got his attention by biding him farewell. He made a final sweep high above Fort Eigaden. Fort Eigaden sat just to the north of Kastali Dun. Today during their drills, he had played the role of a wild dragon. The drills were a necessary part of their preparation for war, but Drengr on dragon combat would only get them so far.

Few were discussing the real problem at hand, and until they had a solution, there was no effective way to defeat the dragons. If it were some other creature they battled, then there would be no dilemma. The only true weapon he and his kind possessed was their fiery breath. Unfortunately, wild dragons were impervious to fire, just as the Drengr and their Riders were.

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