Knightswrath (The Dragonkin Trilogy Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
She stared up at the moon then at the starry swirl of Armahg’s Eye when the blue-black clouds parted. The latter made her shudder, considering what she was about to do. She lay there a moment longer, listening to the Knight’s slow, even breathing. Then, very carefully, she untangled herself from his embrace. She dressed quickly. She considered going back to the camp to retrieve her possessions first or to take a horse, but she decided against it. A horse could be tracked too easily, and she had no possessions really worth keeping. She eyed the sleeping nude figure of Rowen Locke a moment longer. She had to admit he was attractive—though not enough to make her stay. “Sorry, Sir Knight.” She stooped and drew his sword, leaving the scabbard behind. She was surprised by its weight. Its curved blade was as long as that of a longsword, but it felt lighter than any bastard sword she’d ever held. She took a moment to study the violet swirls and intricate carvings in the dragonbone hilt.
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