Web Of Bones: Book II of the Dragon Mage Series Read Online Free

of it.” She said, laughing down the last steps. “What about you? Whatever will you do all alone with your mates for the day?”
    The teasing in her eyes was obvious and he smiled down from his great height. “I suppose we will think of something. Are you sure you want to take the rapscallion all day? You could take some time for yourself.”
    “ And miss the entertainment he brings?” She shook her head with a laugh. “I will take him and he will bring adventure to what would no doubt be a quiet day otherwise. I will leave solitude to you and your mates. Though I am sure with the house to yourself you will find something to while away the hours.”
    Prince Ladon took her hand and bowed over it. “And that is why you are my favorite,” he said, making her laugh again. “If it is adventure you seek I have no doubt your brother will provide it. Take care that he does not get you killed in the process.”
    “ And waste such a beautiful day on a funeral?” She smiled, skirting around him and heading for the newly created kitchen. When they had moved in there was no such room. Dragons could live on magic alone, though they did prefer to hunt their food in the old ways when the mood struck. In either case, they had no use for a kitchen. Some were old enough and had enough power to create anything they wanted from the magic around them. Eben was such a dragon, but with his new family they had needed to make adjustments. So he dreamed a kitchen into his mountain fortress and there it appeared. Eben Kinkaid was one of the few older dragons left who could dream things into being. Even though Melly was used to her own abilities and those of her family, she was still in awe of what the dragon was capable of.
    “ If you come, we can ride Melly’s winds as dragons,” she heard Rhune as she was coming around the corner. He must be with Clare if he was talking about shape-shifting to dragons. Neither Melly nor Morgan had inherited that particular gift.
    “ I’ll come, but I don’t have to be a dragon if I don’t want to.” Clare’s voice was a touch belligerent and Melly realized it was a good thing she was getting them out of the castle for a bit.
    “ Why would you want to be anything else? Dragons breathe fire .” The way he stressed the last word made Melly smile.
    She came around the corner just in time to hear Clare snort and say with typical 16-year-old belligerence, “You are such a child.”
    “ I am not!”
    “ Are you two ready?”
    Since they were anxious to get going, they both hurried to pick up the bags for the picnic.
    “ You look different today,” Clare said, following beside them. Her grass green eyes and red gold hair were nearly identical to Melisande’s. In every other respect, she was the spitting image of Morgan, complete with stubborn jaw and long legs. “What happened?”
    “ Just got a good night’s sleep,” she said smiling. “And I am looking forward to the day ahead.”
    Clare smiled. “I’m glad. You’ve been so sad lately.”
    Melly lost her smile and then grabbed it determinedly. “Well, not today. Today I feel wonderful, and I intend to have a good day with my brother and sister.”
    “ If you wanted to have a good time, why are we bringing Rhune?”
    “ Hey!”
    “ Be nice,” Melly said, laughing at Rhune’s scrunched face. “He can’t help being the most terrible dragon alive.”
    He lost his scrunch and puffed out his chest. “I’m going to breathe fire, and burn off your wings,” he stated, then sticking his tongue out at Clare he ran ahead and out the door.
    Clare sighed, clearly put upon. “We should have drowned him at birth.”
    “ Clare!” But she was laughing and they were out the door and looking out across the cliffs and valleys of Dracon. Rhune was already circling in his baby dragon form and Melly laughed to see he was a pint size version of Eben Kinkaid today. Clare disappeared into a cool grey mist. She then flew out as a winged horse, landing