Snippet #2192275

Aquila

Things are moving too quickly she thought, not for first time that day. The queen’s stomach was larger every time she saw her, a Darahurne had attacked the castle and now another had somehow possessed Mortimus and killed a guard. They had only just decided to fight in this war and they already had a casualty.

She had reflexively flown up when the dragon had snatched at its victim. The guard was dead before she could make a conscious reaction. She didn’t want to harm Mortimus, but she was ready to dive nonetheless; if the dragon made for anyone else she would go for the eyes. It probably wasn’t the best strategy, but they were the only body part she was certain she could pierce. Vrael made no more moves though, he was content to simply mock and threaten.

After Mortimus had vomited some more he made his apologizes to everyone and went off with the prince of Spindewas. The Mewhaven girl was all riled up over the dragon’s departure and Aquila was leaning that way herself. The dragon had yet to explain anything that had happened in the last few minutes. He said he would tell them soon, but with the way things were going any number of things might happen before “soon” came. Not to mention the fact that after what he had just done he could be considered a threat to anyone near him. Still, for all his silliness Mortimus was wise and caring. He wouldn’t just casually go off with Dayerin if he was worried about being possessed again. She said as much to Tipst when he voiced concern for the matter.

“Mortimus is very sentimental, Tipst. He wouldn’t stay so close to all these people if he thought that might happen again. Still, he owes us a proper explanation and I don’t think he should be allowed to stay in Effledus much longer. We may be in this battle now, but that doesn’t mean we’re ready to fight and these Darahurne seem drawn to him in particular.”