Category Archives: Dragons of Astria

Another wave caught the edge of the ship, and Denys clung miserably to the rail. “Why don’t you come back inside?” Aric caressed Denys’ back with slow meant-to-be soothing circles. “I wanted some fresh air.” At least outside, he didn’t … Continue reading →

When they were together, Aric could pretend he wasn’t Prince Brandric, or the heir to the throne of Astria. He and Jevon were just two boys who enjoyed playing games together. He’d admired Jevon’s freedom, and his sense of humour. … Continue reading →

“If the council really is as powerful as you think, why do they stay hidden? Surely they’d be a match for the king’s men?” “Even if they won that battle, there is no certainty they would win the war.” Harold … Continue reading →

Ned thrust again, left and down. Aric ducked back and right. He lunged forward at the last minute but Ned pulled back, avoiding the blade. He was a reasonable dancer, a decent opponent. Aric smiled. His tutor, Sir Wayne, had … Continue reading →

Aric bit his lip and stared ahead, his eyes unfocused. “I don’t want the way you act towards me to change when you find out,” he whispered. “It won’t.” Denys stepped in front of Aric, took a deep breath and … Continue reading →

The dragon laughed, just for a moment then it inclined its head in almost in a bow. “Prince Brandric,” it said softly. “It is my honour to finally make your acquaintance.” “You… you spoke.” The sword shook in Aric’s hand. … Continue reading →