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“I dare you to come near my mate again,” Blaze had threatened.
Quintrell had spread his arms apart, his face reddening with shame. “How was I supposed to know the beas—the Furies—were actually Princess Daisy? No one could have ever put the two together.”
“Rai did,” I’d said. And my lightning dragon looked proud. “But you’re forgiven, Quintrell, if you stay quiet now.”
He’d heaved a sigh.
Jarrod didn’t know where the king had gone other than that he’d gone to the mountains, so he couldn’t serve as our guide. And we needed him here with the Oslanian warriors to provide local support.
“Base operations are very important,” Rai had tried to console the rest of his men. “During the trip, we aren’t allowed to shift or use magic. We’ll need a healer. And for your information, it won’t be a great adventure. The path will be full of treacherous peril.”
“We like treacherous peril,” the warriors had grunted.
So, off we went from the castle.
My mates and Chiron carried heavy bags packed with all sorts of supplies, and they insisted I carry the lightest one. They weren’t so kind to Henry, though, and they somehow managed to tie a few bedrolls on the hellhound’s massive back, as if he was a horse.
For my sake, Henry didn’t resist, but he wasn’t happy. He barked at Blaze when he tried to load a whole box of bottled water on his neck.
Blaze ignored the hound’s protest but grated, “The Fae mage and hislady friendare late!”
“With Elvey, one can never know when or where he’ll pop out,” I said with a hint of irritation. “We’re not waiting for them. I’ve given him access, and it’s up to him as to how to use it.”
“We’re giving him too much leverage by allowing him to enter the Dragon Realm,” Blaze said.
“Where are we going then? Which direction?” Chiron asked eagerly, looking around the ridge mountains. He carried most of the medical supplies.
“We don’t know yet,” Rai said. “Just one of the mountains. If we have to search all of them to find KingDaghda, so be it.”
My four companions and I, plus a hellhound and a flying lizard, set off toward the center of the snowy mountains.
CHAPTER 10
Sybil flew ahead, twirled in circles, then flew back to us, chirping excitingly.
Henry slanted an unimpressed look at her as he trotted beside Chiron.
Are we there yet, Daisy? Sybil asked.
Not yet, I said.
We prowled forward with a steady pace, and the narrow road ahead became more difficult to tread since few had ever passed through the path before. Dragons did not walk. But none of us were allowed to shift. If we did, we would fail the quest.
After half a day’s trek on a dirt road without a break, even Henry was panting. We couldn’t afford to take many breaks. The longer we were on the road, the sooner Lysandra would have my realm in her claws.
We passed a lake, woods, and a small patch of swamp, yet the mountains didn’t appear to be any closer.
I’d never missed flying more than I did now.
Sybil grew impatient and restless and flew ahead of us. When an hour passed, and she hadn’t returned, I started to worry. I stretched my consciousness and searched for her but couldn’t locate her.
My mind-searching required magic. Elvey had said that no magic would work as soon as I started the pilgrimage, except the magic directly connected to the land. Fortunately, I could still mind-talk to Sybil, not by magic, but through our bond.
Sybil!I called and got no answer.
“Sybil is missing,” I told my mates, anxiety stabbing me.
“Do you want us to go search for her?” Iokul asked.
