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Draggah

© 2014 Toby Neighbors

 

Published by Mythic Adventure Publishing

Idaho, USA

 

All Rights Reserved No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned or distributed in any print or electronic form without permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. Purchase only authorized editions.

 

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Books By Toby Neighbors

 

Avondale Series

Avondale

Draggah

 

Five Kingdoms Series

Wizard Rising

Magic Awakening

Hidden Fire

Fierce Loyalty

Crying Havoc

Evil Tide

Wizard Falling

 

Lorik Trilogy

Lorik

Lorik the Defender

Lorik the Protector

 

Other Novels

Third Prince

Royal Destiny

The Other Side

The New World

 

Short Stories

Dark Origin

 

 

 

Dedication

For Camille, with all my love.

You are my inspiration and my place of rest.

I love you.

 

 

 

 

 

Prologue

Lexi

Riding Shadow slowly through the oppressive darkness was difficult.  She was angry at what Tiberius had done to her.  He had made her care, a feat she hadn

t thought was possible, and she could feel the deep emotional wounds of her past ripped open by his betrayal.  Her anger and fatigue as she rode through the night made every swaying motion of the horse seem exaggerated.  Irrational fears kept looming up in her mind.  She imagined the horse walking off a cliff, even though she was in the middle of a wide open prairie that stretched from horizon to horizon when there was light enough to see it.  She feared that they would stumble into a pack of Graypees and she listened hard for their fierce growls.

Her fears made her resent Tiberius even more.  She couldn

t understand why he didn

t come for her as soon as he won the Tuscogee.  He and Rafe had fought the hideous chieftain of the Hoskali tribe that had captured them.  Now it appeared that Tiberius was the Earl after all, only instead of a mountaintop city like Avondale, he had a nomadic tribe of followers in the blighted lowlands.  She couldn

t help but see in her mind

s eye the group of women crawling into the dome shaped shelter that Tiberius had been led to.  It didn

t take a sage to understand that the women were the chief

s harem.  Why would Tiberius need her if he had a whole harem of women to meet his every need?  She couldn

t help but imagine what had gone on inside the primitive shelter.  The Hoskali may have adapted to a simple way of living on the wide plains below Avondale, but Lexi knew they weren

t stupid.  The women in the shelter would give themselves freely, perhaps eagerly to their new chief.  Tiberius would be a hero among the Hoskali, and Lexi would be nothing.  So she had left, riding out into the darkness on Shadow and taking Tiberius

horse Star with her.

When the sun finally came up, it took her a while to recognize it.  The blighted lands were covered with a thick cloud bank that made sunrise completely different from anything she had experienced in Avondale.  And she was so exhausted that her mind was numb.  The sky began to glow, pink at first, then pearlescent, and finally a bright amber.  The world around her came into sharp focus.  She had meant to ride toward Avondale, but she had no sense of direction in the oppressive darkness of the night, where the thick layer of cloud blocked out all light.  When she finally came to her senses with the dawn, she saw that she was actually riding away from the towering mountain that had once been her home.

Shadow was making his own way slowly across the prairie, plodding on the soft turf of bright green moss.  There was no sign of the tribe she

d left behind, or of any of the terrible monsters that sometimes climbed up the mountain and lumbered through the mist to attack the high walls of Avondale.  Of course Lexi had never seen those types of creatures—only the most wealthy were privileged enough to have a view over the city

s high walls—but she had heard the stories just like everyone else.  She hadn

t seen the Graypees either, at least not alive.  She saw the corpses of the two slain creatures that Rafe had killed when the pack attacked their camp at night, but she didn

t go too close to the reptilian beasts.  They stank and other than their sharp claws and massive mouths full of pointy teeth, they weren

t much to look at.

She did notice a dark smudge on the horizon.  It was more than just a creature, and more than just a few creatures, like the bovines that Tiberius had spotted as they came down the mountain only a few days before.  This was obviously a huge herd of animals, and Lexi couldn

t tell whether they moving closer or further away.

She opened the tow sack she had stolen from the camp.  She resented losing her Wangorian dagger. She had killed two men in Avondale to keep it, but she had no idea where to look for it in the sprawling Hoskali camp, so she had left it behind.  Still, she had food and water, enough for several days at least, and blankets to keep her warm at night until she could find more suitable shelter.  She considered her situation in the blighted lands as she ate some of the soft flat bread from her pack.  The blighted lands weren

t the barren lifeless wastelands she had been led to believe they were, but they weren

t safe either, not for a person traveling alone.  She needed shelter and she needed to find other people if she was going to stay in the lands below the mists.  She found it strange that she was even considering staying in the lowlands, but she hadn

t turned her horses around and headed toward the mountain where Avondale sat nestled in the cone of the extinct volcano above the layer of mist that shrouded the blighted lands.  She tried to convince herself that she wasn

t turning back immediately because she needed to avoid being recaptured by what was now Tiberius

tribe, but she knew she wasn

t being honest.

Avondale was an amazing place, but not so much for a person like Lexi.  She had no home, no family to return to.  She knew how to survive in the shady lower levels of the mountaintop city, but if she was being honest, it wasn

t a life she was anxious to resume.  She had grown up in the narrow alleys and crowded streets of Avondale

s lower levels.  The city was built around the circular crown of the mountain, with the wealthiest citizens living in posh houses along the wide main avenue that ran around the mountaintop beside the massive wall that protected the city.  Below that were a series of smaller streets, each one circling the walls, so that the city moved down in concentric circles.  As the levels moved downward, the number of people grew and on the lowest levels, the citizens were poor, shiftless, and sometimes even criminal.

For all her life, Lexi had only known life moving among the narrow streets of Avondale.  She had never ventured down the terraced fields where Avondale

s food was grown, or out across the wide grassy plain that led to the thick evergreen forest or the cold water lake at the center of the mountain

s concave top.  Of course that wide open space seemed liked nothing compared to where she was now.

Lexi felt a sense of freedom in the blighted lands.  She wasn

t just a poor homeless thief anymore, eking out a living from the scraps tossed down to the lower levels by the ultra rich who barely noticed those in need.  Beneath the amber cloud bank, in the so-called blighted lands that were lush with life, she could be anything she wanted, if only she could survive long enough to become that something.  So she let Shadow go where he wanted, and she dozed in the saddle, her head drooping down and bobbing as she rode along.

A few times she felt herself falling out of the saddle, and she contemplated tying herself in, but she was afraid that she might need to get off the horse quickly, and didn

t like the idea of being tied down to anything.  In her experience, the ability to make a fast getaway was invaluable.

When she simply couldn

t keep riding, she dismounted.  She was so tired that she didn

t even bother getting the blankets out of the pack.  She just tied the horses’ reins to the tow sack, and then used the rough textured pack as a pillow.  It felt so good to simply lie down.  The ground was soft, and her eyes were so dry they stung when she closed them.  She couldn

t help but think of Tiberius

velvet cloak.  It was trimmed in fur and smelled like him; she missed it so much.  He had used it to keep her warm, but now it was gone and she tried not to cry, but the tears came anyway; the pain in her heart was just too harsh to ignore.  She hadn

t trusted anyone in years, but she had trusted Tiberius and he had betrayed her.

Chapter 1

Leonosis

The celebrations had lasted an entire week.  The King, in Leonosis

opinion, was a bore.  He did nothing but sit and drink all day, disinterested in the finest entertainment.  Not even women, of which Leonosis made sure King Aethel had the most beautiful in all of Avondale at his beck and call, moved the somber sovereign.  He was even more disinterested in Avondale.  They went out to the lake and spent two whole days in the lavish estate reserved for the Earl

s family on the shore of the beautiful blue water that sprang up from deep within the mountain.  It was the only structure allowed around the pristine lake, but the King saw no beauty in it.  Nor was he interested in hunting in the forest that surrounded the lake, or fishing, or even sailing.  He lounged, he drank, and he slept—that was all he did.

His daughter, on the other hand, was a completely different creature.  She was beautiful, attentive, endlessly curious, but completely unimpressed with Leonosis, or anyone in the Earl

s family except for Tiberius, who was no longer part of the noble family after having been banished only days before.  Princess Ariel toured the city walls, taking special note of the battlements.  She explored the city, always with her own guards, and rarely taking anyone from Avondale with her.  When they went to the country, she asked questions.  She wanted to know about the game and how the Earl protected the wildlife from being hunted to extinction.  She wanted to know about the lake, how deep it was and how they moved water up into the city.  More often than not, Leonosis couldn

t answer her questions, nor could anyone in the Earl

s family.  They had to go to the city administrators or servants whose tasks involved keeping up with the very things the Princess wanted to know.

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