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Dragonbound IX: Great Blue Liberator
Dragonbound IX: Great Blue Liberator
Dragonbound IX: Great Blue Liberator
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While the world prepares for war, Kanvar scrambles to find a weapon powerful enough to even the odds against his ruthless foe. The future of dragons, humans, and Nagas depends on what he can wield with his one good hand. United, Kanvar and his friends confront the overwhelming forces of evil in a final epic battle that will decide the fate of the world.

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Release dateJul 1, 2015
ISBN9781311334374
Dragonbound IX: Great Blue Liberator
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Rebecca Shelley

Rebecca Shelley writes a wide variety of books—everything from picture books to spy thrillers.She especially likes to write about fantasy creatures such as dragons and fairies.Her children’s books are written under the Rebecca Shelley name.Her thrillers and other books for adults are written under the R. L. Tyler pen name.She also has two books out under the R. D. Henham pen name—Red Dragon Codex and Brass Dragon Codex.

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    Dragonbound IX - Rebecca Shelley

    Dragonbound IX: Black Great Blue Liberator

    Rebecca Shelley

    Copyright © 2015 Rebecca Shelley

    Published by Wonder Realms Books

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any print or electronic form without permission. All characters, places, and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual places or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

    Cover art © Dusan Kostic | Dreamstime.com

    Interior art © Rocich | Dreamstime.com

    Dragonbound

    Dragonbound: Blue Dragon

    Dragonbound II: White Dragon

    Dragonbound III: Copper Dragon

    Dragonbound IV: Red Dragon

    Dragonbound V: Silver Dragon

    Dragonbound VI: Green Dragon

    Dragonbound VII: Gold Dragon

    Dragonbound VIII: Black Dragon

    Dragonbound IX: Great Blue Liberator

    Map

    Table of Contents

    Books in the Series

    Map

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    Chapter Eight

    Chapter Nine

    Chapter Ten

    Chapter Eleven

    Chapter Twelve

    Chapter Thirteen

    Chapter Fourteen

    Chapter Fifteen

    Epilogue

    About the Author

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    Chapter One

    Kanvar sat on Dharanidhar’s back on a windswept Darvat beach. Clouds covered the moon, casting the heaving ocean waves in nighttime shadows. Kanvar shivered in the cold wind and squinted across the water as the ships of Bolivar’s fleet sailed away and disappeared. His sense of the people on the ships had vanished long before they boarded. No man, woman, or child, once made aware of their cause was allowed to remove their protective iron helmets. To Kanvar’s mind, Bolivar’s war fleet was unmanned, a ghost fleet sailing toward Varna, driven before the cold gale that whipped the water into monstrous waves. Kanvar stroked the crossbow his grandfather had made him, grateful that Lord Theodoric had been able to summon it from the Kundiland jungle where it had fallen when Khalid had captured Kanvar and taken him to Stonefountain.

    Dharanidhar growled in complaint and tucked his wings tight against his body. Kanvar shifted in his leather saddle and double-checked that the straps that held him in place were secure.

    I agree, Dhar, but what can we do? Kanvar spoke into Dharanidhar’s mind. You and I both know better than to fly in a storm like this. Both Kanvar and Dharanidhar were still living with the agonizing consequences of the last time they’d tried to fly across this ocean in a storm.

    Lord Theodoric and Ishayu have gone with the fleet. Even LaShawn and Damodar are flying tonight. Surely if they don’t fear to accompany the fleet, we can go too. Dharanidhar spread his wings, but the wind caught them in a forceful gust, and Dharanidhar had to strain to bring them back to his sides. He growled in annoyance and sank to the sand.

    Frost chirped in sympathy and flapped down to land on Dharanidhar’s dragonstone. Kivi, who lay against Dhar’s forehead as usual, snapped at Frost in annoyance.

    It’s not fair, Denali called from the ground at Dharanidhar’s feet. Dharanidhar lifted him up to his neck behind Kanvar so the two could talk over the roar of the wind.

    You’re not the only one they left behind, Denali said. "I don’t know why my father insists I’m too young to fight in this war. He let Raahi go with his father. I can fight, and you should see Frost in battle. She’s unbeatable. And I don’t understand why they had to leave at night, in this storm. It’s like they’re purposely trying to leave you behind. They can’t even claim you’re too young."

    Kanvar clenched his good hand into a fist. Kumar Raza, Stonebiter, Bolivar, and Theodoric know you and I can fight. That’s not the problem. The problem is, how do you move an army without being seen by Bendyn and Weston? Those Naga guardsmen have gotten too close to discovering us on their own, and now they have reinforcements, ten more Nagas searching every mind of every person in every village and all of Huayna. It’s like Khalid knows we’re here and is trying to flush us out. The army had to move, and it’s a sure bet the Naga guardsmen won’t be flying tonight. This storm is the perfect opportunity to get away from Darvat unnoticed, and Bolivar’s a good enough seaman he thinks he can ride it out. Dharanidhar and I will fly as soon as the wind dies down.

    You’d better take Frost and me with you.

    And leave Miki here by himself? Who will feed him and brush him and keep him out of mischief? Kanvar asked.

    Raahi’s mother will do it. I’ve already asked her. You know Tiago adores him.

    Kanvar half smiled. Raahi’s little brother, Tiago, had spent every moment he could with Kumar Raza’s dog. All right, you can come with us, Denali. But you realize Dhar and I are headed back to Kundiland, not to Varna? We have to harvest more herbs for his medicine before it’s time to attack Stonefountain. He only has a few doses left.

    What? No. The jungle’s too hot for Frost. Denali scowled.

    So is Varna, that’s why Kumar Raza arranged for you to stay here with Raahi’s mother. You may be grown enough to fight, but Frost is only a wyrmling. Even though she can fight, she’s a baby, Denali. She needs to stay here where the climate is good for her.

    Denali folded his arms across his chest. Take us with you. To Kundiland if you must and then to Stonefountain.

    Kanvar grimaced. All right, but we’re not going anywhere until the wind dies down.

    Early morning gray streaked the sky as Lord Taral and Saanjh landed at the golden palace at Stonefountain. Taral’s hands sweated, and if he’d let his fear run unchecked he and Saanjh would be headed back to Navgarod as fast as Saanjh could fly. They could probably hide for the rest of their lives in the wild mountains of Navgarod and never have to face King Khalid. But Taral had sworn himself into King Amar’s service, and though he’d muddled it badly in losing Aadi, he couldn’t abandon his other duties to the rightful king.

    Striding as quickly as he could through the palace, Taral found Lord Jesson at his desk poring over reports. My Lord, Taral said. I hate to bother you so early in the morning. But I have news for the king that is most urgent. He’ll be furious if I don’t give it to him immediately. In fact— Taral gritted his teeth. He’s going to be furious one way or another.

    Lord Jesson gave Taral a rueful smile. You can’t begin to know how angry His Majesty is at you. He just told me to hunt you down and bring you to him.

    Taral shuddered. There is no need to hunt. I am loyal to the king and will accept whatever punishment he sees fit for my failures.

    Leave your sword here and come then. Lord Jesson unbuckled his own sword, laid it on the desk and motioned for Taral to do the same. Then he led Taral to the king’s wing of the palace and let him into a reception chamber where King Khalid waited for him.

    Your Majesty, Taral dropped to his knees. Aadi has vanished. Something tore him free of his bonds. I found a trail of water from the river to the room where I held him. It looked as if some serpent came out of the river in the night, clawed him free, and dragged him down into the water. I could find no trace of him, no feel of his mind, nothing. I think he must be dead, drowned. Perhaps his mind was strong enough to summon a lesser serpent to end his life.

    Stony-faced, King Khalid lifted his arm to show a gruesome scar where there had not been one the day before. The skin around it was red and swollen. Aadi is not dead. Not yet. He’s working with a Great Black serpent from Kundiland.

    Lord Taral’s heart twisted with fear. Indumauli had struck the king. Whatever Indumauli and Aadi had been up to, Taral would be blamed and punished for it.

    King Khalid’s eyes narrowed, and he took a step toward Taral. The serpent’s name is Indumauli. He and that filthy halfblood have freed ten traitorous young gold dragons from my prison. Since the boy was in your care, I hold you responsible. You will make this right, Taral. I raise you to a member of the Elite Guard and task you with hunting them all down. Take whatever men and weapons you need. I want those dragons dead. I want their dragonstones spread before me. And I want the black serpent’s hide nailed to my bedroom wall. But I want Aadi alive. Bring him to me so I can prolong his pain and madness forever.

    Yes, Your Majesty, Lord Taral said. It is an honor to serve. I will bring these traitors to justice.

    Lord Taral retrieved his sword from Lord Jesson’s office, returned quickly to Saanjh, and urged him into the air.

    Saanjh winged above the river that flowed down from King Khalid’s palace and out into the rebuilt city of Stonefountain. Lord Taral gazed at the flowing water. That serpent has to be here somewhere, Taral said. He can’t hide his mind from me. And yet, Taral could not sense the creature. Either Indumauli was dead or unconscious. Deep in his heart, Taral feared for both Aadi and Indumauli, but he kept that fear buried and his mind focused on the bloody task Khalid had given him—find and kill Indumauli and the young gold dragons. No doubt, the gold dragons were Aadi’s friends from Kundiland. Aadi had found them at last and freed them with Indumauli’s help. For that Taral was glad, but he refused to let himself feel that joy. All he felt was anger at losing Aadi to the serpent and an intense vow to bring the traitors to justice.

    Saanjh growled. Both he and Taral were certain Khalid was listening in on their conversation. We’re wasting time searching around Stonefountain for the black serpent and Aadi, Saanjh said. We can’t feel either of them. That means the serpent is probably dead and Aadi drowned. You must leave the search here to someone else and fly swiftly after those renegade gold dragons. Every minute we waste searching for Aadi, the traitor dragons get farther away.

    I’m afraid you’re right, Saanjh. Set down there, at my brother’s house.

    Saanjh adjusted his course away from the river toward a mansion tucked up against the mountain. Lord Fistas’s home was large, and he’d spared no human labor in rebuilding the elaborate towers and halls.

    Brother, Taral called out as Saanjh landed in Fistas’s courtyard.

    You’re up early, Fistas’s groggy mind replied. Go away. I’m sleeping here?

    King Khalid has given me an urgent mission, Fistas, with orders to enlist anyone I must to aid me. If I fail, the king will likely execute me, understand? Lord Taral dismounted and headed inside.

    Half-dressed, Fistas met him in the hallway. What have you gotten yourself into?

    Come on, I’ll tell you while you dress. Lord Taral explained to his brother how he’d learned that Aadi was a halfblood and about King Khalid’s interest in the boy. How Taral had volunteered to continue Khalid’s experiment to see how long Aadi could survive, but a Great Black serpent had freed Aadi from Taral’s bonds and the two had stolen into King Khalid’s dungeon and freed ten traitorous gold dragons.

    The serpent actually bit the king. Khalid has a terrible scar from it and is furious, Taral said.

    That’s what you get for messing around with the king’s plaything. Honestly, Brother, that kind of cruelty doesn’t seem like you, Fistas said as he dressed.

    Sweat slicked Taral’s palms. His brother knew him too well and could betray his true nature to King Khalid. Taral clenched his fists and gave his brother a grim smile. I’ll do whatever it takes to get His Majesty’s attention. You know I’ve always aspired to be an Elite Guardsman. I figured using the boy was my best chance. And I was right; King Khalid raised me to the Elite Guard this morning. But I must not fail him. Unfortunately, he has given me two incompatible tasks. I can’t chase down the traitor gold dragons and Aadi and the serpent at the same time. Since I have his permission to enlist whatever aid I need, I’m ordering you and the humans you command to take up the search for the serpent while I go after the gold dragons. He wants the serpent dead and skinned, and Aadi brought to him alive. I have my doubts that either still lives, but if you were to catch them, there is a good chance you would join me in the Elite Guard.

    Fistas tied his hair back and buckled on his sword. If that serpent is alive, I’ll find him. If he’s dead, I’ll dredge the entire length of the river for his body and that of the boy. Have no fear. Fistas’s pupils constricted like they always did when he set his full focus on a task. His voice was sharp and cold. Go. Get those gold dragons. I won’t fail you.

    I know you won’t, Taral said. Of the two of us, you’ve always been the better man.

    Taral clapped his brother on the arm and returned to Saanjh.  Let’s go hunt some dragons, he said as he mounted.

    In the dim morning light, Kanvar watched Dharanidhar dive into the heaving water and come back up with a giant dragonfish clenched in his jaws. The wind had died down before sunrise, but clouds still covered the sky and rain drizzled onto the beach. Dharanidhar returned to shore to share his kill with Kivi and Frost.

    Denali let out a low whistle of appreciation. I never could have brought in that big of a fish with my spear and boat back home in the Great North. Blue dragons are amazing hunters.

    Kanvar grinned. As long as he stayed warm and dry on the beach, he liked watching Dharanidhar dive into the cold water. Though Kanvar was sometimes jealous that Dharanidhar no longer needed him to see, Kanvar had grown quite fond of the lesser green serpent that had become Dharanidhar’s eyes. Kivi didn’t like the cold water any more than Kanvar did, and if allowed to get too cold, tended to drift into hibernation.

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