Page 99 of The Death King

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Page 99 of The Death King

I dropped the elk on the ground and got to work.

Khazmuda cracked one of his eyes open and stared. Elk. Again?

Sorry to disappoint you.

I told you I wanted bear.

Well, I can’t take down a grizzly as easily as you can.

Then I’ll hunt next time.

I cleaned the animal then hung the meat over the fire. Life in the castle was luxurious, with an abundance of gourmet food. After so many days had passed, I missed the options. I felt my lean body get leaner.

I’m glad you finally told her.

I sat on the log and stared at the meat.

Seems to have brought you closer together.

I asked Khazmuda for privacy but shared no justification or detail. Since he could feel my emotions at great distances and hers as well, he probably already knew just how connected we were.

But I’m afraid your story wasn’t enough.

I turned away from the fire and looked at him across the clearing, staring at his single open eye.

I asked her to help me free my kin, and she said nothing.

You shouldn’t have put her on the spot.

I needed to put her on the spot because she’s about to fuse with a dragon and become your equal.

I looked at the fire again. I’m not concerned.

Why?

I’m just not.

You aren’t afraid she’ll turn on you the second she’s able?

There was no hesitation. No.

Is there something you know that I don’t?

We hadn’t spoken of it. When I’d told her my story, I could see my pain mirrored in her gaze. We’d both suffered deeply, and that connected us by an invisible string. We were more alike than either one of us wanted to admit. We have a connection, the kind that’s not easily broken.

You think she has feelings for you.

More like affection, the same I have for her.

But will that be enough?

If she fuses with a dragon and then chooses to oppose me as the ruler of this land, that means she’ll have to kill me. And not just me—but you. She would never do either of those things.

Khazmuda turned quiet.

Your worry is needless.

Calista woke up, and we had breakfast in front of the fire. Her eyes were tired like she could have continued to sleep, but she didn’t complain about our inconvenient circumstances.




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