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Click hereKendra didn't reply, but took another sip of her mead instead. She hated that the Argo's pilot was right. Like, really hated it.
And yet...
And yet she thought about how Rachel had slipped into the captain's cabin to be near Ethan. She remembered the sight of him spreading his wings around his wives that one night weeks ago. While it made her shudder in revulsion, it also made her yearn for that kind of closeness and intimacy. The sight had nearly brought her to tears before, and if she thought about it too long might now as well. He seemed like such a good man-- err, dragon, and basically everyone that she'd asked had agreed. Well, there was at least one more person she could ask.
"I've asked everyone else; what's your opinion of him?"
"He's among the best men I've ever known, though no one will ever hold a candle to my husband." The high replied matter-of-factly. "If my daughters weren't already wed, I would give them a strong push in his direction."
"That's a strong endorsement, especially with him being hunted by Lord Delmar."
"It is." Anthiel replied, again matter-of-factly.
They stood in companionable silence for almost a minute before the high elf spoke again. "So, you're planning to leave tomorrow."
"Yeah, after breakfast."
"And a hug?" She smiled both knowingly and kindly.
"Yeah." Kendra admitted. "Maybe two."
"Something that's probably not at the forefront of your mind right now, but probably will be soon: how much do you owe Ethan?"
"A lot." She admitted. "He saved my life twice and I tried to kill him several times, plus I attacked Alana." Her heart sunk. "Damn, I need to make that up to her too."
"You might want to figure some way to square these debts before you leave; you'll be kicking yourself later if you don't. I know I would be kicking myself."
"Good point." Kendra took another sip of her mead, enjoying the subtle flavors of the honey-wine. It was a sweeter tasting on her tongue than the prospect of repaying Ethan, that's for damn sure. Because she owned him so much, she again had the vague feeling of being trapped in a prison without bars; doubly so because she was bonded to Ethan with no possibility of escape.
How was she ever going to pay him back?
TO BE CONTINUED...
***I hope you all had a Merry Christmas and have a happy New Year. I mentioned a possible slowdown of the schedule last chapter, but thankfully it looks like I should be able to keep my current schedule for the time being, which is a relief. This story is a labor of love and I'd hate to stop.***
***Speaking of, I don't intend to stop writing when ADT finishes. I have another story planned afterwards which will take place several months after ADT concludes. The main characters will be different, but some of the ADT cast will have cameos. It'll be much shorter, and show how the events in the final chapters of ADT influence a certain part of the Ten Kingdoms. It'll almost certainly go under the 'Romance' category.***
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- COMMENTS
While on Kendra's airship, Ethan was telling Rachel the story of beauty and the beast. Kendra mentioned a candle light diner at a restaurant. I'm not possitive but I have not heard of one of those in the ten kingdoms.
I don't mind the typos and errors, but things like that stick out to me.
Just my two cents,
Buddy J.
A wonderful chapter, still too many typos, looking forward to your editing help getting there, ... And poor Kendra is being dragged, kicking and screaming, into a loving family, I feel so sorry for her, ;-) TTFN
A little better. You still need work with conversations. It is not clear who is talking much of the time if you don't appropriate the verbiage to its announcer. All an issue that could be cleared up by an editor - if one was adept enough (many on this site aren't - some ARE phenomenal).
Our language is a beautiful thing. It is good to see you improving (even if it takes 30 chapters to get there...). Words can elicit emotion and paint the mental picture that would be unique to each person reading them. That is a special power. Use it well, Grasshopper.
Smokepole
I think i figured out who the sword Beth got to safeguard when spirit walking is supposed to go to and who the last 2 wives are going to be. Well, on to chapter 30.
BigYin1981