Anya's Freedom_Found by the Dragon

by Lisa Daniels

  “It appears that I have said something that causes you a bit of stress.” His stunning gray eyes sparkled as he looked at her.

  Bree wrinkled her nose, “Not at all. You just remind me of an old friend.”

  Leonides tilted his head to the side, “I want to say I am flattered, but there is a touch of regret in your tone.”

  “Not regret,” she corrected him. “Nostalgia. He died a few years ago during a dragon attack.”

  Her eyes were on Brandon as she said it, so she missed the look that passed over Leo’s face. When she turned back to him, Bree thought he looked a little paler. “Are you alright?” Her brows furrowed a little.

  “I am fine, thank. Just…that doesn’t happen very often, so it is particularly tragic.”

  Bree shrugged, “Dragons are what they are. Most of the ones I’ve seen were rather unimpressed with people, preferring to stay far away until humans encroached on their areas. But like every creature, sometimes you get ones that are just broken.”

  Leonides nodded, “Yes, sometimes life just breaks people, and there is nothing that can be done but end their suffering as quickly as possible.” The man’s voice was thick with regret and his eyes were fixed on the window.

  Bree’s eyes followed his before looking back at the man, “Are you sure you are alright?”

  Leo turned and gave her a forced smile, “I will be fine. I am afraid that I remind you of such a painful experience.”

  To his surprise Bree laughed, “That’s not what I meant at all. You remind me of my friend, not the circumstances of his death. And despite that, I still love dragons, just like I enjoy the company of humans, despite the fact that there are far more of them that are pretty horrible.” Her voice was lowered as she said it.

  Leo leaned forward conspiratorially, “Indeed. I don’t think I’ve met anything quite as annoying as humans, but they can be highly entertaining if you remember their short life spans.”

  Bree’s eyes shone as she looked around at the people around them. “What do you think they would do if we let them know just how funny we find them?”

  With a smirk, the man replied, “I don’t think that I want to find out just how they will respond. I have a lot of work to complete and I really do not want to deal with the headache caused by calling out the deficiencies of humans to their face. That’s sport for another day.” The way he said it, Bree knew that Leo would never actually do anything of the sort.

  “You really are a good man, aren’t you?” She looked at his eyes.

  “You are nearly right,” he replied with a wink.

  Brandon came over and took their orders and poked fun at Bree for having said it would probably be a while before she returned.

  Leo looked at her, his head cocked to the side in a way that made his hair sway close to his eyes. He really was an attractive man, Bree thought, completely missing his question.

  “Bree?” He waved a hand in front of her face.

  “Oh gods, I'm so sorry! I was just spacing out. I did warn you earlier that it has been that kind of day for me.” She gave the man a sheepish grin.

  “That’s quite alright,” he responded. “So you left yesterday, expecting to be gone for a while, only to find yourself back the next day?”

  Bree shrugged, “I was attacked by bandits and they took up enough time that I felt I should return and take a different route.”

  The man nodded, “Sounds like a good decision. Which way are you heading? Perhaps I can walk you there to keep you from any more trouble?” The expression on his was very open and honest, and it made Bree feel a little guilty for having lied. Leo had been so honest about what he would and wouldn’t talk about.

  “I doubt that you are heading to Kildeer as there is very little for you to find there.”

  The man nodded and sat back as their food was placed in front of them. “You are right. I suppose a meal will have to be enough.”

  Bree gave him a curious look, “Are you wanting to see more of me?” The man’s gentle push to see her for a longer period of time was helping her to recover herself a little bit.

  “I would indeed, but I’m afraid that my time is not my own, so if we are going separate ways…” he held up his hands to signify that he was willing to accept it.

  Bree placed her face in her hand and looked at him, “You are a strange one. I take it that you are not the head then.”

  Leo shook his head as he took a bite of his food, “No, I am second in command. Although I fear that our head has taken up an interest that is going to consume even more of my time.” There was a hint of bitterness in his voice.

  Bree grinned wickedly. She had caused men to feel that way many times, “He has taken an interest in a woman?”

  Leo looked at her and sighed before nodding. “Yes, he has, but given she is human, I don’t understand how he can allow for such a distraction.”

  “Some of the best people I know are human, so you can’t lump them all together.”

  “This is true too. But,” his eyes bore into hers, “would you bet your life, everything you have on the love of a single human?”

  “My situation is not normal, so if I were to do such a thing, human or not, it could have some devastating consequences.”

  Leo leaned forward, “He is the head of a shifter clan, and we are exactly passive in our normal form.”

  “Oh, that’s right.” Bree looked at him and tried again to figure out what kind of shifter the three men were. Very slowly, she moved her mind and pushed against the man’s mind. There was a very forceful push in response, causing her head to move back a little.

  “Hey now, I am not pressuring you to talk, so it would be wise to show the same curtesy.” There was warning in the man’s voice.

  “I am sorry. That is not like me at all. I just…” Bree looked at the man, but all she saw was Calixto’s face. There was no doubt that they were something much more powerful than the average shifter.

  Leo went back to his food, “That is quite alright. I didn’t exactly expect it, but I know how curious humanoids can be. We aren’t exactly fans of the unknown.”

  Bree laughed, “You are quite right. If I were to ask you about your other form, would you tell me?”

  His eyes flicked up to hers, “If I were to tell you, would you believe me?”

  Bree laughed again. They ate the rest of their meal keeping the subjects to things that were of little consequence.

  They chatted as they headed for the door. Bree turned and waved to Brandon again, who gave her a curious look, then shifted his eyes to the gentleman with her. Bree shrugged in response. She knew that he expected them to stay the night.

  As soon as they stepped outside, Bree felt a powerful presence heading toward them. Her eyes shifted to Leo, who seemed to feel the same thing. His eyes were turned toward the gate through which she had left yesterday. Knowing who was coming, Bree decided she did not have time for shopping.

  She flashed a smile at Leo, “Thank you very much for the wonderful food and conversation. If things had happened a little differently, I would have been tempted to ask you to stay the night with me here. Brandon certainly expected that.”

  Leo looked at her like he was caught off guard by her words, “I can’t imagine you are so willing to act human that you sleep with men you barely know.”

  Bree paused for a moment before responding, “In my line of work it is somewhat essential.”

  The man frowned, “I find that difficult to believe. The more powerful the creature, the riskier it is to procreate.”

  Bree opened her mouth, then shut it again. That had never occurred to her. A thin smile spread across her face, “It is not something I have ever worried about.” Her mind when to Phelan and Taja, and she had to concede the point, “However, I can see how caution should be exercised for most creatures.”

  Leo shook his head, “I would ask you more, but-”

  “The more you hear, the less you want to know.” She winked at him as if to make
him feel better, as well as to hide her own sadness.

  With a quick inclining of his head, Leo agreed. “I don’t know anyone of my kind who takes such activities lightly. If we did, it would have a potentially devastating effect on the world. I suppose the more desperate the creature, the easier it is to give into temptation.”

  Bree felt her heart ache at the words. Though she knew he hadn’t meant her, it was clear that the words applied to her situation. Humans had fleeting lives, and hers was mostly a lonely life.

  Hiding the ache, she looked into his eyes and said, “It has been wonderful getting to know you and I sincerely hope we can meet again.”

  Leo’s eyes shifted down to look at her, his attention clearly returned to the approaching presence. “I will walk you to the gate, but I dare say that I will need to stay here a little longer.”

  Bree nodded, “I understand.”

  Several minutes later they were at the gate where they said their goodbyes. “Good luck Leo. I hope your hunt comes to a successful and satisfying end.”

  His smile was forced as he nodded at her. “Good luck Bree. May all of your endeavors bring you peace.”

  The young woman’s eyes looked into his as his choice of words caught her off guard. With a slight smile, bowed her head and headed to Kildeer.

  Chapter 5

  The Tailor, His Daughter, and a Fleeing Fit of Jealousy

  Within half an hour of leaving Imalone, Bree was reminded exactly what her mental state had been when she had reached the little town. Trying to put her thoughts back on her job, Bree pulled her veil closer around her. If what Leo had said was right, Calixto would be able to track her easily. It was difficult to imagine him coming after her, he didn’t seem like the type to want such a complication like her in his life. But there was no doubt that the presence she had sensed upon leaving the Butler’s Respite was his. She tried to convince herself that it had been nothing more than him trying to get supplies or something just like she had. Yet there was a lingering doubt.

  Do you want to be mine?

  The reminder of his words sent chills down Bree’s spine. It took a lot of self-control to keep from turning around and running back to him. Of course, he would not be happy to see her. She had left him alone in a cave without so much as a farewell. For the first time in her life, the young woman felt guilty about walking out on a man.

  Shaking her head, Bree knew there was no time to consider what she had done. Frustration with herself at her inability to just shake it off was going to cost her.

  “Stop being an idiot.” Her imitation of Annora’s voice was nearly perfect.

  Bree sighed before responding to herself, “It’s not something you can understand. Any man who tries to get close to you ends up unable to procreate.”

  Assuming her friend’s voice, Bree answered, “Better to fix them before they break you.”

  Bree felt indignant at her own response. “Hey, that was uncalled for!”

  Twisting her face up, she assumed Annora’s voice again, “I’ve been warning you for years, so it was only a matter of time before you proved me right.”

  “Shut up Annora,” Bree snapped. Her face was almost scary as she continued to walk in a silent anger all the way to Kildeer.

  As soon as she reached the town, the young woman sought another long-time friend. Kildeer was slightly bigger than Imalone, so it had a few more professionals around, including her favorite tailor in all of Letera.

  It had been a while since she had visited Isaac and Saffron, his daughter. Prying her mind out of the cycle of frustration and anger, Bree plastered a smile on her face and walked with a hint of excitement toward their home.

  “Knock-knock,” she sang out near an open window. Bree watched as the salt and pepper hair looked up from a table and turned toward the window.

  “Bree!” It was a female voice from the upstairs that acknowledged her first. A striking woman leaned out of the window and waved down at Bree. The sorceress beamed up at her, as another head popped out the nearest window. “Hello, my dear. I take it you want a few dresses?” Isaac’s smile was heart warming.

  “If you have any laying around, I will gladly take them off of your hands.”

  The middle-aged man laughed as the sound of footsteps running down the stairs echoed behind him.

  The woman from the upper window threw the door wide open. “Come on in, I have the perfect dress for you.” She didn’t bother to wait as Bree laughed and moved to the door. The red-head was barely inside when the woman from the window bounded up to her with several beautiful dresses. She was busy holding them up to Bree as Isaac greeted their guest, “It has been a while. And every time I think that you can’t get any lovelier, you show up again and prove me wrong.”

  Bree giggled as his daughter gave him a sideways look, “You are too old for her father.”

  The guest was quick to disagree, “On the contrary, do you have any idea how difficult it is to find such an accomplished man who is still so magnificently built. If I didn’t have so much respect for him, you can be certain that I would not hesitate to seduce Isaac.”

  The man began blushing and laughing as his daughter protested, “Bree!” She slapped her friend’s arm, “That is disgusting! After all of the adventures and men you have had, how can you even say that about my dad.”

  Bree’s smile faded for a moment, “Ah, Saffron, the things you don’t understand about men is a lot.” She gave a dramatic shake of her head, “Older men are both wiser and better. The only advantage that young men have is that the can go at it more vigorously.”

  Saffron’s expression was picture perfect and Bree burst out into giggles as Isaac finally stopped their discussion. “It’s all well and good for you to say, my dear, but I know you are just being kind.” When Bree tried to protest his declaration, the man changed the subject, “How about trying this one on?” He snatched a dress from his daughter’s hands and offered it to their guest.

  Knowing that the discussion was best left where Isaac had ended it, Bree took the dress and gave him her best smile, “As always, you know exactly what will make me smile. Excuse me.” With that she swept out of the room and up the stairs.

  When she returned a couple of minutes later, Saffron began clapping. Bree turned and twirled to show off every angle. Finally, Isaac spoke up, “It needs a little taken off of the middle because it isn’t quite slim enough for your figure. Have you lost some weight?” His eyes looked into Bree’s.

  She shrugged. “It’s possible. I’m pretty sure that I still had some of the baby fat clinging to me the last time I was here, so it is very likely that my figure is a little tighter than it used to be.”

  Isaac shook his head to disapprove of the change, “The thinner you are, the harder it will be to get pregnant.”

  “Father!” “Isaac!” The two young women answered his assessment in unison.

  The man gave them a look like they were being childish. “You are as old as my daughter, and a god bit more mature. If you haven’t thought about it yet, then you need to be aware that it is what men see when they look at you.”

  Bree’s brilliant laugh filled the home, “There I am rather certain you are wrong. Men see pleasure when they look at me, and I only see toys. If what you say is true, I should be looking to lose more weight.”

  Isaac threw his hands in the air, “There is never any winning with women. When I was young, all the women wanted was a husband and a family. Women today seem to be more focused on other things. Every time I am exposed to views on dating and love, I am further convinced that Annora and I are in the right.”

  Both of the young women again proceeded to try to argue with the man. Waving them off, he moved out of the room. His parting words were, “I have work to do. If you will leave the dress on the rack, I will have it fixed up for you by the end of the day.”

  Bree looked at Saffron, “Do you think I could get him to do it faster?”

  “Do you have somewhere you need to be?”<
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  There was a sharp intake of breath before Bree responded, “I have several good reasons to want to get moving quickly.” She gave her friend an apologetic look.

  With a serious nod, Saffron instructed the guest to head upstairs and get the dress off. “If you are willing to run some errands, I’m sure dad can have everything done before we get back.”

  Bree bounced up the stairs and returned to see Isaac waiting at the bottom of the stairs again. “Saffron has the list of things that need to be done. That should be payment enough.”

  “Isaac, have I ever told you that you are a perfect angel?” Bree smiled at him.

  He pulled the dress from her hands, “Only when you need something.” The middle-aged man started to leave the room.

  “But I always mean it, even when you aren’t doing anything for me.”

  Isaac turned and looked at her, “You are being unusually flattering today. We will have to talk about that when you return.”

  “Thank you!” Bree called out to him. He gave a short wave and disappeared into his work room.

  Looping her arm through Bree’s, Saffron lead the way out of the house. They stopped by several places, and Bree was able to negotiate a better price for most of the goods they need by offering medical advice.

  “I wish you were around to do this more often,” Saffron said as they took off to the final stop. “We have spent next to nothing and I have learned so much from listening to you talk.”

  “Perhaps you should consider becoming a medic. It will mean you get to travel anywhere you want in relative security.”

  Saffron pondered the idea as Bree negotiated at their last stop. It didn’t take 10 minutes to procure the necessary items, and the women were back on the road to the tailor’s home.

  They were giggling and talking when a familiar sensation caused Bree to stop and look around. Her eyes immediately fell on a tall figure who was talking to the butcher.