The Bear House No.1

The Bear House No.1 — page 5
PROLOGUE THE Shadow Dragons were screaming Their cries rose out of the dark echoing over the peak of Mount Draccus Men had come for their eggs Quintin Wyvern crouched in the shadows of a rocky outcrop watching the retrieval party approach the nests The young prince had promised his father he would stay in the castle by his ailing mother’s bedside An outbreak of firelung had taken hold of the Kingdom of Dracogart and Mother was just one of many fighting to survive But that night when the dragons began wailing Lady Wyvern had squeezed Quintin’s hand Go she told him her breath ragged from the sickness Go and witness their sacrifice And so Quintin left her He had followed hidden paths so as not to be seen the mountain’s breath thick and fetid and burning his lungs From his vantage point behind an outcrop of obsidian Quintin Quintin saw the lights of the city of Dracogart below saw the men in impressive armor walking up the main road their horses sidestepping with nerves The mother dragons hissed at their approach plumes of smoke billowing from their gaping mouths in warning Only three eggs had been laid that year each one a precious gift from the stars They would take a further two years to hatch