Soul of the Sorcerer - Part Three: Daughter of the Dragon Read Online Free

great.” Edala responded with a smile. Maria threw the purse on the table. “Only enough to tide us over for a few days based on the current rate of tax collections.”
    Amelia thumped her tankard of ale on the table. “I can’t understand why the Emperor is doing what he is doing; he is starting to push the poor to the limits!”
    Umaia paused before placing a fork of food in her mouth “Celeon has only been on the throne for ten years, but he has always been much kinder and people focused than his father, until recently that is. We need to get some idea of what is going on in the Emperor's court.”
    “Another little job for our sister spy” Justina added with a wink at Edala.
    “I’m starting to think you lot lazed around doing nothing until I came home!” the diminutive wizard thief Dragon-Girl replied. “You want me to visit Ealdorman Trevainian again and see if I can make him soil another pair of pants?”
    Maria sighed with a gentle smile “I think we may need to be a little more subtle in our approach Edala. I’ve got several items of clothing we can take to the royal market next week, what about you ladies, any wares we can sell and provide some cover to get Edala in safely?”
    “I could knock up some of my happy cakes.” Justina offered with a sarcastic smile. Maria looked to the ceiling “Please Father why do I have to suffer my sisters!” She looked back at the grinning Justina and Edala “Then again, they don’t taste bad and the drug will certainly take the edge off the guards!”
    “I have a few small necklaces that are ready.” Amelia added.
    “I can check how many bottles of my last batch of wine have finished fermenting” Umaia shrugged.
    “Ok I take it back, you only laze around most of the time” Edala grinned.
    Having finished eating, Maria relaxed back into the wooden dining chair “So next week we gather our wares and head to the market, there we can mingle with both high and low to see what we can learn...and if needs be our little sister can do what she is good at!”

Chapter Two - Village of the Dragon
     
     
    Lloyd kicked the severed head of the dead Daemon in frustration “I’m fed up with these distractions!”
    Allen, the light brown haired, brown eyed, former soldier of Seaguard, looked up at the prince with a smile while wiping the blood from his sword.
    “Do not worry your Highness; it is important that we kill these stragglers when we find them, besides Redflame enjoys its time out of its sheath.
    “Redflame?” Lloyd asked with a bemused look.
    “Every magical sword needs a name friend Lloyd.” Kenelm interrupted as he dragged the Daemon’s body away from the dirt path upon which they stood. “Friend Allen, it’s a very public show of affection to name your sword after friend Bethany so.” The monk grinned at Allen who blushed as he protested “It’s named after the powers that his Royal Highness gave it!”
    “For the thousandth time knuckle brain, he told you to call him Lloyd!” Bethany added with a chuckle as she emerged from the edge of the nearby Daydark forest. She threw an armful of firewood at the bashful soldier’s feet.
    “There you go, get a fire started.” She added with a teasing punch on Allen’s arm.
    The young soldier hoped she had not heard the rest of the conversation with the monk and began to separate the tinder from the larger pieces and construct the fire to a standard that any boy scout would have been happy with.
    “Do you want me to light it for you?” Lloyd asked as he finished spreading out his sleeping bag.
    “No it’s okay your high….Lloyd, it’s good not to get too lazy!” Allen replied beginning to strike flint against steel.
    Kenelm, Lloyd and Bethany sat on their bedding near the edge of the woods, a good twenty feet from the path. “I wonder why so many Daemen did not get dispelled back to their realm when Hextar died?” Lloyd asked the monk.
    “From what I read in the tomes about summoning Daemen I