Dragons of Asgard 3 by Logan Jacobs (thriller novels to read txt) 📕

Where was I?

Chapter 14

I scurried down from the shelf I was on, only to realize the walls and floors were made of the same material. It was a light-blueish color and incredibly shiny.

The little dragon I was in didn’t know what the foreign substance was, but I knew immediately it was ice. This had to be where the eggs the frost giants had were kept.

The walls were lined with eggs of all different colors, but as hard as I tried, I couldn’t sense whether or not they were dormant, not in my current body. All I could feel were the emotions of the little dragon I was in, and he was terrified out of his mind.

The small creature tried to scurry across the floor toward the only exit, but the ice was too slippery, and he slid and slammed into one of the ice walls.

Just then, footsteps rang through the cavern, and the little dragon let out a terrified squeak before it attempted to climb back up the wall to hide behind one of the eggs on the shelf.

Everything was too slick, though, and instead of climbing up the ice, he only managed to get a few feet up before he slid back down to the floor.

The footsteps grew louder, and his terror amplified with each resounding thud. Shadows filled the cavern, and a second later, two huge ice giants appeared in the doorway.

One last terrified squeak echoed through the cavern, and I squeezed my eyes shut only to open them to my own courtyard.

I drew in a huge, ragged breath  and sat upright in the grass.

“Rath!” Asta gasped as she was awoken from slumber, and the elf girl immediately gripped onto my arm and looked at me with panicked yellow eyes. “Are you alright? What’s going on?”

“I saw them,” I panted. “I saw the eggs the ice giants have.”

“You what?” Asta asked, and her yellow eyes darted back and forth as she looked me over. “In your sleep?”

“Yes.” I nodded and licked my lips as I tried to center myself. “I was a newly hatched baby, and I saw the room where they keep all the eggs. I know where they are. Or, at least, I know what the room looks like…”

“Oh, that’s great!” Asta smiled and ran her hands through my hair to calm me down.

I glanced up at the sky to see it was nearly dawn, so I decided it was time to get up for the day. I wasn’t going to be able to sleep any longer even if I tried.

I’d allow the girls to sleep a little bit longer, but I needed to get moving. My adrenaline was pumping, and my heart was pounding in my chest.

“As soon as everyone is up, we’ll head to Ramir’s,” I told the elf girl. “I’ll make some breakfast so it’s ready as soon as everyone is awake.”

“I’ll make tea.” Asta smiled.

“You could sleep a little longer if you want,” I said, and I gently stroked her cheek. “I’m so sorry I woke you.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Asta giggled. “I’m glad you woke me with such good news. We will be able to find the babies much easier now.”

“I hope so,” I agreed, and while I understood this was good news to some degree, feeling the baby dragon’s terror didn’t exactly have me in an optimistic mood.

I was eager to get going, to find that baby and free him and the rest of the dragons in the ice cavern.

If the dragon I was in hatched of his own accord, that meant there were probably others in there ready to hatch as well.

But how would the ice giants have retrieved eggs nearly ready to hatch? If they bought the eggs from Alfheim dealers, the elf King would have already bought them for himself, so the giants either went to Alfheim to get them, or the elf King wasn’t the only one who’d managed to figure out how to magically hatch dragons.

I hadn’t heard anything about frost giants stealing eggs from dragon valley, but nothing would surprise me about the dragon trade anymore, and if the frost giants were in Alfheim, I wasn’t even sure the other dealers would know about it.

Frost giants were large, but they weren’t stupid, and I wondered if they were using the same kind of magic the King was planning on using to try and hatch the eggs.

Though, I supposed it was possible the dragon I’d been in had hatched on his own somehow. Perhaps my occupying him had woken him up.

I couldn’t be sure until I found the eggs and was able to feel whether or not they were dormant. Regardless, we’d get to them before the elf King could, and that was all that mattered.

Asta and I got up, and I folded our blanket and put it back by the fire while the elf girl got dressed. She slipped the white tunic on over her naked body, but the sight of her hips and ass stuck in my mind and excited me all the same.

I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and gathered some vegetables for breakfast instead of trying to seduce the elf girl once more.

I made sure to gather some pumpkin for Blar, and I cut it up into little cubes and tossed it with some spices before I put it over the flames. I also cooked some of the leftover Kingsbird we’d salted to save, along with some squash, cabbage, and rice.

Asta got her tea going and on the fire, and just as I was finishing up breakfast, Kas and Eira came out of the cottage with the little dragons trailing behind them.

The strawberry-blonde’s hair was a mess of curls, and she yawned and stretched