Chapters (50)
- Cover
- Dedication
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- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
In spite of his fear and the heat of the fire, Fort almost couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Humans had learned magic from dragons? Could that really be true? The Old One of Mind magic, the one the dwarf called Ketas, had said something about humanity serving the creatures. Had dragons broken that servitude?
And if so, had they paid for it with their lives?
“What if there was another dragon?” Gabriel asked, and the creature whipped his head around toward the older boy. “One of the Old Ones came to me in a dream and offered me something if I gave them the last dragon. Are you interested in that information too?”
So they had come to Gabriel too? But what had he been offered?
“THERE ARE NO MORE DRAGONS!” the dragon roared, sending fire shooting out again around the cavern. “MY BRETHREN MADE SURE OF THAT!”
“You’re wrong,” Gabriel said. “But if you let us go, and give us back his father and my brother, then I’ll tell you the whereabouts of the last dragon. Because I know exactly where it is.”
- THIRTY-TWO -
GABRIEL’S WORDS SEEMED TO SHOCK the dragon just as much as they did Fort and the others. His brother had been taken as well? That could only mean—
“You’re Michael’s brother?” Jia whispered as the dragon turned away in silence. “Then you’re also Colonel Charles’s son? But I thought your last name was Torrance?”
“He’s my stepfather,” Gabriel said, sneering. “My brother took his name, but I never will. That man sent Mike to learn magic when he wasn’t ready, took him from me. I’ll never forgive him for that.”
Suddenly a lot of Fort’s questions about his roommate were answered. That explained why Gabriel was getting special treatment from everyone, since his father was in charge of the school. His tour of the skeleton room now also made sense, as he’d probably been at the school before they’d even arrived.
And he had been having the same dreams Fort had. But had Gabriel known what Fort had planned? There was no way he could have… except that he knew Fort had stolen one of the books of magic, and if he was Colonel Charles’s son, it probably wasn’t that hard to figure out which one.
All this time, he’d had so much more in common with Gabriel than he’d ever known. They’d both had loved ones taken by the Dracsi and would do anything to get them back.
Part of him wished he’d known all along, so he could have talked to Gabriel about it. The other boy could have shared at any point but hadn’t wanted to for some reason. There had to still be more to it.