Friends

Danna

“It’s so, big,” she said wih a gasp as Seshi swooped down and landed on a promintory overlooking Dovetail.

“You are so small,” the dragon teased. He was in a better mood now, she realize, perhaps because her own anxieties lifted.

“Hilarious,” she said, sliding off of his back. She glanced up and saw Appan circling. She thought of the things Anders had told her and wondered if they were near where his brother had died. Nika, Prior and Lady Carolina rode up, and Prior dismounted.

For this last week of riding they’d been together, for whatever it meant in the loose sense that they were. He was beside her, they shared a tent. They made love. She told him things, about home, about her father. He listened and told her things back, about his cousin, and his work. It felt strange, but good, and solid, in ways she didn’t think were possible.

“Oh boy,” Nika said, as a party of horses came up. “Caro, it isn’t the whole guard is it?” Lady Carolina rolled her eyes.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Lady Carolina said. The group arrived. They were lead by a lean and tall blonde woman in a green riding dress, a black woman, with a playful smile in an elaborate blue gown, a black man in a long dark robe and a white man with golden brown hair who resembled Prior, if a slighter, and lighter version.

That must be Evan.

The blonde woman dismounted and walked over to Prior with a wide smile.

“Commander,” she said.

“General,” he nodded back and spread his arms. She laughed and hugged him. “It’s good to see you Thena.”

“You too,” she said, she regarded Danna and then Seshi. She bowed her head to the dragon. “My Lord, welcome to Dovetail, my queen is eager to make your acquaintance.”

“As I am eager to make hers, Little Daughter of The Warrior,” Seshi said, his voice full of dignity. The General smiled. “Your Patron was good to my people when we last walked together.”

“He is good to those he considers worthy,” she shrugged. Seshi nodded, the general turned to Lady Carolina. “Lady Dugarry.”

“Countess,” Lady Carolina grinned. It was clearly a private joke between the sisters in law. “May I present Mistress Finn, Lord Seshi’s rider. Danna, this is General Athena Dugarry, Countess of Pantona.”

“An honor,” The General smiled and extended her hand.

“It’s my pleasure,” Danna said. Prior was joking with the two other men, and the small black woman was holding Nika in a fierce hug. “The Duchess of Brightcoast, then?”

“Good guess,” the general smirked. “Her Majesty is waiting, My Lord, she asks you wait to enter the city, she doesn’t want a panic.”

“Of course,” Seshi nodded.

“We brought horses, for you, Mistress Finn, and Prince Anders, if he’s interested in getting his ass on the ground,” she shouted up to the still circling Appan and Anders. Danna laughed.

“Appan has more energy than Seshi,” Danna said, “they might be a while.” The General nodded and Danna walked over to Prior.

“Danna,” Prior said gently, “this is my cousin, Lord Evan Allred, and his husband, Mastero Raymond Quents.”

“My Lord,” Danna dipped a curtsey, “Mastero.”

“Glad to meet you,” Lord Evan said with a knowing smile. Danna blushed and then looked at Prior. What had he told his cousin? “We should get back, Athena’s right, she is waiting for you.”

“Let her wait,” the Duchess said with dismissive cluck of her tongue. She met Danna’s eyes and smiled kindly and it felt as if the whole world lit up. “It’s good for her.”

“We don’t all have her permanent good opinion like you do, Rina,” Prior teased helping Dann onto her horse.

“Oh yes, she’s so often angry with you,” Marina said with an eyeroll, “it’s the burden you carry.” Prior laughed. “I apologize for not greeting you Mistress Finn, I haven’t seen Nika in ages and she’s too thin.”

“You’re welcome to fatten me up while I’m here,” Nika said riding closer to her. “I expected Lefty.”

“He thought he’d be in the way,” Duchess Marina shrugged. Nika nodded and they rode off, chatting and giggling. Danna raised her eyebrows at Prior who shrugged.

“His Grace and Our Lady understand how difficult sharing can be,” he said. “They keep out of each other’s way.”

“You mean The Duchess,” Danna blinked, “with both of them?”

“Not lately, but in the past,” Prior said. Danna nodded. “You’ll have plenty of new gossip, my nosey little rider, I promise.” He kissed her softly and she laughed. They reached the palace and dismounted.

“Everything is going to be all right,” Lady Carolina said simply, and took Danna’s hand and squeezed it. She swallowed and followed Prior into a large room, and at the end of it on an elaborately carved wooden throne, sat a bronze skinned young woman, her hair in long braids.

Queen Annalise met Danna’s eyes and her heart started racing.

Next Steps

Danna

Prior was still sleeping and she went and sat on the window seat of the room they were in, wrapped in a blanket.

It felt strange, sex had always ended with her feeling an odd guilt and hurt, as though something awful had happened. Or at least, sex with Cole had, even when the act itself was fun and pleasurable. This was different. She glanced at the bed. He slept soundly, though he’d stirred and whined a bit when she’d left his arms, but hadn’t woken up.

She liked that. She liked the safety he felt to be that way, like he knew she wouldn’t leave him, and that she was free to if she wished. She’d been caged for so long.

She missed Tanner, and she hoped he was alright.

She thought of Carolina Dugarry. She didn’t know why she’d expected Prior’s friend to be different. She was warm and a little silly, but also, Danna saw her watching everything. She would clearly be an unshakable friend, or formidable enemy.

Prior’s uncle had beaten him. Savagely, if those scars were any indication, and he come out kind and good and true. But his decision to help her so unconditionally made more sense now. She stirred feeling him come behind her and snuggle her and kiss her neck.

“Couldn’t sleep?” He asked.

“No,” she mumbled. “Prior,” she said, “what will happen to us in Dovetail?”

“I don’t know,” he said softly, “The Rangers will need a new mission, which will take some time to figure out, and I want to spend some time with my cousin and his husband.” She nodded. “And I want them to get to know you.” She smiled. “But I know your fate is also ties to Seshi’s.”

“Seshi has wanted to bring me to Cammadan for a long time,” she said, “he will abide but whatever I decide.” He kissed her hair. “Lady Carolina’s husband is your friend?”

“Yes,” he laughed, “Tristan is my friend. He’s a lot of other things to, but he is that.” She exhaled and leaned against him.

“And the Queen?” She asked.

“Annalise is happy, and she wants me to be,” he said. “You don’t have to worry about her, she isn’t like that.” She nodded. She doubted it. She wasn’t afraid of the queen but she was ready to navigate jealousy, even it if was her own. “I’m looking forward to you seeing the city.”

“Will it be like that keep?” She asked. He shook his head.

“No,” he said, “more formal, for one thing, and closer quarters.” She nodded. “But there’s a stall in the market, on the river, where the merchant only sells the most beautiful scents.”

“Perfume?” She asked.

“Some,” he nodded, “and some just, scents, it’s magic, newer, or well, older, actually.” She laughed. “The University students are always arguing anywhere you go, just shouting at each other about what they think will work or not,” he kissed her neck. “And the palace is full of laughter and life. Annalise built her court young and lively, like her. It’s really special.”

She leaned back into him. He made it sound wonderful.

And she was still terrified.

Finally

Prior

Not long after Danna has gone to bed, Nika and Anders had made themselves scarce. Traitors. He thought. Caro looked at him and smiled widely.

“Don’t,” he said.

“You like her,” Caro teased, drawing out the word like as if sing songing. He rolled his eyes. “Not like you to hesitate, at least not lately.” She popped a nut into her mouth. He sighed.

“She’s been through enough, I don’t want to pressure her,” he said softly. She looked at him. “What can you tell me about Cole DePrentar?”

“He’s a louse,” she said gently. “His family didn’t exactly disown him, but no one was upset when he took off for Westran and no one heard from him.” Prior sighed. “They were involved?”

“She was living with him,” he said, “he was,” he exhaled, “not good to her.” She raised an eyebrow.

“Not good as in how Tristan and I used to be not good to one another,” she said, or not good how your uncle is not good to Lady Morgan, and you and Evan.” He downed his wine.

“The latter,” he muttered. She sighed.

“Does she know you have first hand experience with such mistreatment,” she said. He shook his head. “I see.”

“I don’t want to push her.” He whispered. “I want her, I do, she’s incredible, Caro, but I don’t want,” he shook his head.

“She’s not Annalise, Prior,” Caro said softly. He looked at her. “Come to her on an even playing field, don’t act as though her world is so much bigger than yours.” He ran his hands through his hair.

“You’re not wrong,” he said. “But I still don’t want her thinking that I’ll discard her if she makes a different choice. We need her. She brings the dragons.”

“That’s true,” Caro leaned back. Carolina Dugarry had a deep well of love and caring in her soul. But she was also a ruthless strategic thinker. Sentimentality could always be set aside for the goal. She was merchant down to her bones, that way, there was always a price, sometimes the price was too dear, and she would walk away, but she could always find the price. “We just want you to be happy, settled.” He grinned.

“Like you’re settled?” He asked. She rolled her eyes. “Where is your husband, my lady?”

“Well, fine,” she threw her hands up. “I’m a poor example. Still, you deserve some layer of happiness.” He laughed and stood up and kissed her forehead.

“Thank you for caring about me, Caro,” he muttered. She smiled gently at him. He got up and went to the room attached to the parlor and got ready for bed. After a little while, the door creaked opened and Danna walked inside.

“Danna?” He asked gently. She walked over sat down on the bed and kissed him gently. “What are you doing here?” She raised an eyebrow at him.

“What do you think?” She whispered. They kissed again and he pulled her close. “I want you. I know you want me too,” she said. Gods, he really did. “Tell me what to do.” His hands slid down the rough material of her dress.

“Danna,” he whispered and they walked back to the cot and tumbled back, entwined. He slid his hands up her thighs. No underthings, she’d known her business. “You’re so beautiful,” he kissed her again.

“Tell me,” she whimpered, “I’ll do anything. Anything,” he groaned and pulled her dress over her head. He kissed her neck, her chest, took a soft nipple into his mouth and suckled. “Ooh,” she mewled and arched her back. He slid a finger against her sex. “Yes,” her hand went to his and guided it. “Play with me.” 

“You like to talk, hm?” He teased as he fingered her, one, two, swirling, railing. Hot and wet and soft.

“Yes,” she moaned. “It feels so good, Prior, oh.” She exhaled. 

“You’re soft,” he whispered in her ear. “And so wet, Danna, love,” she was grinding against him. “You said you’d do anything, hm?”

“Yes, anything,” she whimpered. “Oh your hands feel so good,” she moaned. “Tell me, I’ll do it.” He took his hand away. 

“Undress me,” he said, she smiled, “and tell me how it feels, how I feel.” He’d been with a handful of women, probably less than most people thought. But it was Annalise who’d been obsessed with his body. There had been nights where she’d simply stroked him all over, her fingers memorizing him. He wanted that again. She slid her hands under his shirt, and then over his chest.

“Gods,” she murmured, “so smooth,” he grinned, “and hard. Is all of you like this?” She pressed a kiss against his chest. She slid her hands to his pants and then pushed them down. “Oh,” she exhaled. And slid her hands down his thighs and then across his penis, which was hard, and throbbing. “You are.” He exhaled. “Fuck me now, please.” He knew up and spead her legs and thrust into her. “Yes,” she exhaled.

“Yes, right there,” she threw her head back as he thrust into her. “Oh gods, please don’t stop,” he kissed her. 

“So talkative,” he mumbled. She giggled. Eventually pleasure took them both and they collapsed in satisfied ecstasy. “Danna,” he murmured. 

“You’re incredible,” she whispered. He exhaled and pulled her close. She curled into him.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” he said and kissed her again.She laughed, and slipped her hand against a scar on his back.

“Are these from fighting?” It was time to have the conversation, he supposed.

“Some,” he mumbled. She nodded. “Others are from my uncle, growing up.” She looked at him, rolling on her side. “He had a temper, and I was willful.” She pushed his hair off his face. “My cousin got it worse, honestly. We left as soon as we could, and my aunt,” he shook his head. “It wasn’t a happy childhood.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, “but I do understand it.” He nodded.

“I know that,” he said softly. She kissed him. “Will you want this in the morning?”

“I don’t know,” she said. “I want it now, though.” He nodded and held her tightly. He had to take what he could.

The Lady of Whispers

Danna

Danna and Seshi were flying low over a mountain pass. Anders and Appan had zoomed ahead. She had an eye on Prior and Nika below her.

“Why do you continue to resist him?” Seshi asked. She sighed and groaned. “Your feelings are obvious for each other.”

“I’m not ready for something real yet,” she said. “And I don’t think he knows how to fake it.” Seshi grunted and swooped down into the pass seeing Prior wave them down. They landed.

“We’re nearing a town,” Prior said. “My Lord, it is up to you if you and Appan wish to reveal yourselves.” Appan and Anders followed after them and landed.

“No,” Seshi said, “we do not want trouble on the journey, we will fly high and meet you in the next pass.” Danna dismounted, so did Anders and they went to the horses. They all rode in quiet for a while.

“That was considerate of you,” Danna said. Prior smiled at her.

“I don’t want them in danger,” he said. “Besides, this way I get some time with you.” She shook her head and laughed and they rode on. It was nearly dark by the time the reached the village. It was larger than any place Danna had ever seen, besides the border keep. She tried to keep from marveling as they stabled the horses and walked into an inn.

“I’ll get us food,” Anders disppeared nearly as soon as they walked in.

“I’ll see about rooms,” Danna said and did the same.

“A table I guess,” Prior grinned and they moved through the crowd.

“Commander,” a serving girl walked over to them. Prior’s face went flat. Danna grinned a little, watching him squirm. She was pretty, with light skin, and dark hair tied up in a kerchief. “The lady wants to see you.” He exhaled.

“She’s here?” He asked. The serving girl nodded.

“She has a private parlor, she said to bring you when you arrived,” the girl explained. Danna looked at him. “I will bring Lady Nika and Prince Anders as well.”

“Fine,” he mumbled. “Let’s get this over with.” He placed his hand on Danna’s lower back and guided her through the crowd following the girl to a simple wooden door which opened to a cozy parlor. A fire was blazing and there was a lush red rug with an intricate woven design of flowers on it. There was a table, heavy with bread, cheese and fruit, and a few bottles of wine. There were a two couches arranged face each other and sitting on one, sipping a glass of wine was a young woman.

She was pretty, but not absurdly so, with an upturned nose, pale skin, and golden blonde hair tied up in elaborate knots to keep it off of her face. She was wearing an expensive dress, in a deep red and she smiled warmly at them.

“Hello Prior,” she said. He walked over and kissed her on the cheek.

“Hello Caro,” he said. “I should have known you’d be here.” She shrugged. “When did Amalie become one of yours?”

“Before she became one of yours,” she narrowed her eyes. The woman glanced at Danna. “Prior, you’re being rude.”

“Of course,” he exhaled, “May I present Mistress Danna Finn,” he held her hand and Danna’s heart leapt. “Danna, this is Lady Carolina Dugarry, spy master to Queen Annalise and possibly the most annoying person in the entire kingdom of Cammadan.”

“M’lady,” Danna dipped into a curtsey.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Lady Carolina said. “Please sit, and eat. Any friend of Prior’s.” Danna nodded and the door opened.

“The Lady wishes to see you,” Nika’s voice walked through. “Honestly Caro, do you have to be so dramatic?” Lady Carolina shrugged.

“Who wants a straightforward spy master?” She sipped on her wine. Anders chuckled and walked over and kissed her cheek. “Your Highness.”

“My lady,” he said. “Will the Commander be joining us?”

“Alas no,” she sighed. “My husband is in Dovetail, one of his apprentices began sword work recently and is demanding his attention.”

“Oh, they finally let Calla pick up a sword?” Nika said. “She must be overjoyed, she’s been begging.”

“Aaron isn’t happy about it,” Lady Carolina smirked. The others laughed and Danna fiddled with a button on the couch, Lady Carolina looked at her. Danna felt oddly shabby next to her. Even in the borrowed robes from Lady Brea, which were the nicest clothes she’d ever worn.

This was the kind of woman Cole would go home to marry, she realized. Beautiful and lovely and elegant and detached, who understood everything going on in this world. And it was probably what Prior wanted eventually too. He’d play with her for a while and then move on to some lady or other.

He’d already had a queen.

“I think I need to lie down,” she stood up. “Are there rooms, do we know?”

“There’s one through there,” Lady Carolina pointed. Danna nodded and walked through the door, a double bed was waiting. She lay down and slept for a while and woke up to the fire smoldering and went through the parlor. There was still some food but the others had gone. She gathered a piece of bread and some fruits onto the plate and a door opposite creaked open. Lady Carolina looked started.

“I’m sorry, should I not have,” Danna started.

“It’s fine,” the spymaster shrugged and yawned. “I practically had to command Prior to a room because he was worried about you.”

“Oh,” Danna said softly. Lady Carolina looked at her.

“Who are you?” She asked. Danna blinked. “You were living with Cole DuPrentar which is horrifying by the way. I seem to remember he was something of a pig,” Danna blinked at her. “My brother in law nearly challenged him to a duel when he asked if my sister or I were better alone or as a pair.” Danna stared at her.

“That sounds like him,” Danna muttered. “It wasn’t pleasant. He used to hurt me, sometimes just because it amused him, I think, always in bed.” Carolina nodded.

“No wonder Prior wanted to help then,” she said softly. Danna looked at her. “His uncle used to,” she stopped. “It’s his story to tell you I suppose, but, trust me that he’d understand.” Danna stared at her.

“I’m not going to be another man’s plaything,” she said. The Lady’s lips quirked into a smile.

“I should think not,” she said. “And I doubt he’d treat you as one, though he’s become a bit voracious in the past few years.” Danna’s eyes grew large. “If he says he cares for you, he means it.”

“I see,” Danna said softly. “He called you a spymaster.” The Lady laughed.

“So I am,” she said, “I pay attention, and I report what I learn to my queen, when I think she needs to know.” She leaned back. Danna nodded. “He won’t make the first move. He never does.” Danna frowned. “In case you were wondering.” She picked up an apple and walked through another door. Danna exhaled and walked into the bedroom opposite hers. Prior sat up, his shirt was off, and she could see the growth of hair over his chest.

“Danna?” He said softly. “What are you doing here?” She strode across the room sat on the bed and kissed him.

Complications

Prior

He sat in the courtyard and leaned against the stone. Brea walked out and sat beside him, he looked at her.

“You didn’t have to tell her,” he said. She rolled her eyes.

“Someone did,” she exhaled and looked up at the stars. “Besides you brought Nika here, I owed you one.” He laughed. “She’s nice, your rider.” He nodded. “Thank you.”

“It was time,” he said, “you were both being stubborn, someone had to force the issue.” She laughed. “She’s been alone long enough.” She hugged her knees.

“Will you take her to Alred?” She asked. He nodded.

“If Evan isn’t in Dovetail,” he shrugged. “I want him to meet her, and Raymond will insist.” Brea laughed.

“Yes, he will,” she said. “And my little dear one?” She raised an eyebrow. He laughed.

“I will of course see Lady Calla, I doubt I’ll avoid Pantona either, Caro wouldn’t stand for it,” he shrugged. Brea nodded. They watched the shadows of the dragons pass over the moon and she exhaled.

“And now you’re taking Anders from us too,” she shook her head. “Annalise must stop stealing my family, and you must tell her so.” He laughed again.

“I’ll be sure to.” He said gently. She hugged her knees. “He loved you, Brea, he wouldn’t have wanted you to be this unhappy.” She sighed and looked at him.

“Prior,” she said, “would it have been so hard for your to find some nice rancher’s daughter with a dowry and no complications?” He laughed.

“Does that sound like me?” He teased. She frowned.

“I got a letter from Kat the other day,” she said softly. “That lieutenant of hers is getting ready to propose, apparently.” Prior nodded. “He was so ready to run off with her,” she exhaled. “I’m glad she’s moving on, that’s good but it’s still,” she closed her eyes.

“I know,” Prior said softly. She rested her chin on her knees. “Rory’s growing like a weed.” She smiled.

“He’s a good boy,” she said. “Very serious, he reminds me of Anders,” Prior laughed. “And Nika, too.”

“We’ll go in the morning,” he said. She nodded.

“Nika too?” She asked.

“That’s up to you and Nika,” he said, “Obviously I’d love to have her with us,” Brea looked at him. “I would!”

“You want to be alone with that girl,” she grinned. He groaned. “Don’t bother lying to be, Prior Chastain, I always know.”

Danna

She woke early and walked out to the field where Seshi and Appan were settled. Anders had already arrived and was watching them fly. She settled in next to him.

“Prior wants to leave today,” she said. He looked at her and smiled.

“It’s a shame that you were already in love with Prior when I met you,” he sighed. She laughed.

“I’m not in love with him,” she shook her head. He raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know what I am but it isn’t that.”

“As you say,” he shrugged. “Still, I didn’t have a prayer, and that’s to bad.” She laughed.

“That’s for the best,” she shrugged. “If it hadn’t worked out we’d be stuck with those too.” He smiled. “I didn’t know what we’d be walking into here.” Anders exhaled.

“My family is complicated,” he said. “That’s why I stay away from them.” She laughed. Seshi swooped down and landed in front of them.

“You slept well?” He asked.

“You worry too much.” She said.

“You do not take care of yourself,” he growled. She laughed and he nudged her. Anders smiled. “When will we depart?”

“When we’ve said goodbye to everyone,” she stood up. “I just wanted to see you.”

“You are good child,” he huffed at her. She looked up at the sky.

Anything

Danna

The feast was loud, and sitting next to Prior was soothing. His presence was balancing in some way, and she glad for it. They talked more, laughed. He told stories about home, joked with the other rangers, and found casual ways to touch her without feeling like he was placing a claim on her.

He’d had to stay behind as things broke up, the chieftain wanted to speak with him and Nika and Anders, and she’d assured him she could get back. He’d kissed her hand softly.

It was nice, but as she walked back to her bedchamber, she realized she should have asked him about Annalise. He hadn’t brought it up and she was curious. Why hadn’t he told her about it? She undressed. He’d been engaged to the most powerful woman in the world while she’s been so starving she’d talked herself into being in love with a man who treated her like a convenience.

This was impossible. But he’d said she could choose whatever they were, that she could set the pace. She climbed out of the window of her room onto a landing outside and looked up at the sky.

What do you need, Danna? Seshi’s voice filled my mind.

Nothing, really, she thought back. Nothing you can give at least. Are you safe and comfortable?

We are fine. He sounded grumpy. She laughed. She glanced behind herself seeing Prior having walked into her room. And you?

I am safe. She said softly and walked back into the room. “What are you doing here?” He exhaled and looked at her.

“I wanted to make sure you were comfortable,” he said. “I was busy before, I didn’t get a chance to,” she smiled at him. “What?”

“It’s not the worst excuse I’ve ever heard,” she said. “Cole used to come to my house and ask if my well was full.”

“Did it ever?” He asked.

“I didn’t have a well,” she shrugged. “I got my water in town and carried it back.” He laughed. “You were engaged.” He sighed and leaned against a chair.

“Oh, that.” He looked up from under his hair. This man knew exactly what he was doing. “Who told you?”

“Lady Brea,” she said. He nodded. “That’s why you don’t talk about her. Why the avoided bringing her up?”

“Yes,” he said. “Annalise and I were engaged. We were lovers for about two years, I loved her for almost three before that. She never really loved me back, she tried to, very hard. But she didn’t.” Danna looked at him, he looked pained.

“Do you still love her?” She asked. He sighed.

“That’s a rather more complicated question,” he said. She crossed her arms. “She’s my friend, and my queen. I don’t think of her as an ideal anymore, or as a lover, but I think I always will love her, yes.” She nodded. “It’s been two years before you ask again. She married Prince Eric not long after.”

“When you went hunting dragons?” She asked. He shrugged.

“She joked I’d finally found something more interesting than her,” he said. She smiled. “I wasn’t keeping it a secret, Danna, I planned to talk to you about it before we got to Dovetail.” She said.

“After I was dependent on you?” She said. He exhaled.

“I didn’t mean it that way,” he said, “I meant what I said earlier. This can be whatever you want it to be.” She nodded. “I’ll go,” he went to.

“Wait,” she said, “I’m sorry.” He looked at her. “I can imagine it’s difficult to talk about.” He nodded. “Lady Brea said that she trains good husbands.” He laughed. “So she and the chieftain?”

“Yes,” he nodded. “When we get to Cammadan you’ll hear some people tell exaggerated stories about Annalise’s promiscuity. Most of them are exaggerated. But she doesn’t like to sleep alone.” Danna nodded.

“I see,” she whispered. “She hurt you.” He shrugged.

“She didn’t mean to,” he said. “I’ve lived a life of people meaning to, I can make the distinction.” She stepped closer to him. “Danna,” he whispered.

“Hush,” she murmured, cupped her hands around his face and kissed him softly. He accepted it. “You terrify me.”

“I don’t mean to,” he answered and kissed her back, she let her tongue move over her lips and he opened his mouth and they explored each other. He slid his hands down her arms and pulled her closer. She pulled back. “Do you want me to go?”

“Not really,” she admitted. “But I don’t think I’m ready for you to stay.” He nodded, pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Prior,” she said softly, he turned at the door. “Thank you.”

“Anything, Danna,” he said gently with a smile.

Reveal

Danna

She heard a knock on the door and got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around herself.

“Hello,” Lady Brea walked through the door. Danna stared at her.

“Can I help you with something, my lady?” She asked. Lady Brea smiled at her.

“Prior likes you,” Brea said simply. Danna nodded. “I can see why, you are obviously lovely, and it’s honestly about time, he has pined about Annalise long enough.”

“P-pined?” Danna said.

“Mooned? Moped?” Brea sighed and went to a wardrobe. “Whatever word you prefer. It’s nice to see him moving on.”

“From Annalise?” Danna said. Brea nodded. “Queen Annalise.”

“Yes,” Brea said. Danna blinked. “Of course he didn’t tell you. Men are useless. They were betrothed.” She bit her bottom lip.

“Oh,” she sat down. Brea frowned.

“You shouldn’t be upset,” The Lady of the border handed her a robe. “She’s not all that special, Annalise. And she trains husbands well.” Danna blinked at her. “Try that on, I can’t have you in my dining hall in that sack cloth.” She turned and wooshed out.

Prior had been the queen’s lover, he’d been planning to marry her. There was absolutely no way that he was serious about her then. She was nothing. She slipped the gold robe on and looked in the mirror.

She was beautiful, there had always been that.

Prior

Prior was happy to be sitting in the great hall of the border keep among the other rangers. It had been too long, Anders had been right about that.

“So now that we know about the dragons what’s our mission?” Riley, a black woman ranger with her hair in long braids down her back grinned at him.

“I don’t know yet,” he admitted, “I guess we go home.” She nodded. “So it’s Brightcoast for you.” She grinned.

“Might even try Pharras,” she shrugged. “The Duchess will likely have work for everyone.” He nodded. Marina had a way of making everyone around her busy. “Dovetail for you?”

“It would seem so.” He shrugged. He froze, the room had stopped as Danna walked in the main door. She was wearing a Wyan style robe, but rather than the deep black favored by Nika and Brea, it was a deep golden color that compliment her freckled skin and red hair which was tucked up in a high bun with tendrils curled falling out of it. She looked stunning. “Excuse me,” he stood up and walked over to her, seeing Anders move to do similarly. Like hell. One of the keep guards had started speaking with her. “Mistress Finn,” he said.

“Commander,” she smiled.

“May I escort you in?” He asked. A smile crept across her face.

“Of course,” she said and took his arm. He saw her glance at the table of rangers. “Shouldn’t you be with them?”

“I should,” he said and they settled at a smaller table. “But I’d rather be with you.” She blushed.

“I feel a little silly,” she admitted, smoothing the robe, “but Lady Brea sent it up and I thought it would be rude not to wear it.”

“It suits you,” he said. Though he’d thought she stopped rooms in that old brown dress of hers too. “Danna, I,” he swallowed. “If you’d be happier here, I understand that, you can stay.” She frowned. “Annalise will come here to meet with Seshi, if need be, I mean.”

“Why would I want to stay here?” She asked. He shrugged.

“Anders is here,” he said, “we’re closer to your home,” she swallowed and nodded.

“I’m looking forward to getting to know Anders better,” she said, “it’s nice to have someone else who can ride a dragon around,” she said, “but I don’t really have a home, Prior.” He looked at her. “I want to make a new one.” He nodded. “But if you don’t want me to come with you,” she swallowed, “I mean, I understand you probably have a life in Dovetail.”

“I do,” he said quickly, “I mean, obviously, but not one that couldn’t include you.” He carefully traced a finger against her chin.

“I don’t want to be kept again,” she said. He smiled. “I don’t want to start a new life with everyone thinking I belong to you.”

“This can be whatever you want it to be, Danna,” he said, “or nothing at all, if that’s what you’d rather.” She exhaled.

“I don’t know what I want yet,” she said. He nodded. “I do want you, I just don’t know if I’m ready for what that means.” He smiled.

“All right,” he said. “We can figure it out as we go.” She smiled gently. “I don’t want you to feel like you’re beholden to me.”

“You did save me,” she said.

“You saved me back,” he pointed out. “We’re even.” She laughed and he took her hand.

The Keep

Danna

The last week of travel was more fun than the first, flying with Anders was easy enough and it made Seshi less cranky that Appan was now with them. The younger dragon brought out something playful with his lord. With Anders nearby, there were fewer charged glances with Prior too. They were trading stories about their travel, their friends. Anders mentioned someone named Kat, and how it seemed from her letters that she was doing better.

They talked around news from Dovetail, which Danna thought was strange, like Prior was avoiding knowing too much about home.

The day they approached the border keep felt different. Nika had gone silent as the large stone fortress came into view. It was the biggest building Danna had ever seen.

“The Priestess is unwelcome here,” Seshi muttered to her. Danna exhaled. But the Lady was Nika’s sister, wasn’t she? She landed him and they walked alongside the horses. Appan was practically trotting.

“I think I will like it here,” Appan hummed.

“I’m not here as much as I should be,” Anders said. Danna looked at Prior as they walked up to the group of people waiting for them. A large blonde haired man who resembled Anders, dressed in a brown vest and leggings was smiled warmly, the woman next to him wore a black robe similar to Nika’s but her head was uncovered, here long black hair tucked into her braid. She was balancing a young child on her hip. She was incredibly beautiful, with brown skin, a round face and sharp amber eyes. She looked furious.

Her face came to Danna’s memory, those sharp eyes disapproving of her.

“She’s going to kill me,” Nika muttered, “and you two for bringing me.” Prior laughed.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Prior said as they dismounted and walked up. “Chieftain,” he bowed “My Lady Brea.”

“Commander,” The Chieftain nodded. The Lady didn’t take her eyes from Nika. “As always you honor us.”

“May I present Mistress Danna Finn,” Prior said and stepped forward. “The Dragon Rider.”

“You’re very welcome here, Mistress Finn,” The Chieftain said. Danna did her best to curtsey, but it had been a long time since she’d had to.

“Thank you for having me,” She said. “May I present Seshi, Lord of Dragons, and Appan, who had decided to take your brother as his rider.”

“Yes,” Lady Brea said, her eyes finally straying from her sister. “Did you enjoy your ride, Anders?” He laughed and took the child from her.

“I did, in fact,” he said. The little one laughed in his uncle’s arms, and Danna smiled at him. “And we brought Nika home.”

“Of course,” Brea said tightly. “Sister.”

“My Lady,” Nika said, her voice flat.

“Maybe we should all get settled,” The Chieftain cleared his throat. “My Lord Seshi, will you be able to settle?”

“There are places we know,” Seshi answered him, “We will seek them out.” Danna accepted an affectionate nudge from him. “Be good, little one,” he teased. She laughed. And followed them inside. She was lead to a large bedchamber with a hot bath in the corned. She exhaled and undressed and slid into the water and closed her eyes.

Prior

He sat in the usual room he was given in the keep and looked out the winder.

“You know,” Harran said from the doorway, “you could have warned me you were bringing Nika.” Prior sighed.

“It wasn’t the initial plan, trust me,” he shook his head. Harran nodded.

“Someone needed to push them,” he said, “it’s just that Brea’s going to be, well, Brea, about it.” Prior laughed. “You’re going to Dovetail.”

“That’s the plan,” Prior nodded. Harran exhaled. “Is there something I should know?” Harran snorted.

“Who knows with her?” Harran sighed. Prior grinned. Harran had also been with Annalise for a time. “She said she wants to see us soon, but that could mean anything.” Prior nodded. “The rider,” Prior exhaled. “What do you know about her?”

“Very little,” he admitted. “But she was in trouble, so I helped.” Harran sighed and looked down.

“Of course you did,” he muttered. “How long will you stay?” Prior sighed.

“A few days,” he said, “then we’ll head east.” Harran nodded.

“Brea said to expect a fuss at dinner,” Harran said and then walked out. Prior groaned and flopped on the bed. Maybe he’d made a huge mistake.

Two Riders

Danna

The sun had gone down and she’d slid into her bedroll. Why had she pulled away from Prior? He wasn’t pressing, just seeing her. Why did she find that so terrifying?

Because he’s a good man, and you don’t know what to do with that. A part of her hummed. She looked up at the stars and watched as Appan’s alabaster form zoomed over the sky. She closed her eyes. She wondered what Tarran was doing. When sleep didn’t come she went to the edge of the campsite where Prince Anders was sitting. He smiled gently at her.

“Your dragon is here,” she said. He laughed. His face was handsome, dark hair, framing it’s sharp angles, which softened with the smile. He had dark eyes, and his skin was a gentle olive tone. “Your brother is the chieftain?”

“Harran, yes,” he said. She nodded.

“I met another of your brothers once,” she said. He looked at her. “He was young, but so was I, then.”

“Rian,” he smiled. She nodded. “Did you like him? You probably did, everybody did.” She shrugged.

“I served him beer, I didn’t meet princes every day, so it was memorable.” She hugged her knees.

“He died, when we fought at Dovetail,” Prince Anders said. She nodded. The grief was sharp. She was familiar with that kind of grief.

“Prior is your friend.” She said softly. He looked at her and smiled.

“Prior and I rode together for years,” he said. “Looking for them,” he nodded to Seshi and Appan. “Well, the wheel first, then them.” She swallowed. “What do you want to ask?”

“Is he for real?” She exhaled. The prince laughed again.

“Unfortunately, yes,” he said, “he is that infuriatingly virtuous. It might be less irritating if he weren’t so good looking.” She laughed. “He likes you, but whatever was happening with you, he’d have helped regardless of his attraction.” She nodded. “He won’t press you, if you’ve rejected him, that will be enough.”

“Good,” she said quietly and looked back at the campsite. “Your brother and sister in law,” she swallowed, “they won’t mind?”

“No,” Anders said, “they’ll be wary, because you’re traveling with Nika, and there’s some bad blood there, but they’ll welcome you, let you rest before you continue on to Dovetail.” She nodded. “You’re Cammadie.”

“I was born there,” she said, “but I don’t remember it.” He nodded.

“You’ll find your way,” he stood up and held out a hand to help her up. “Annalise’s world is built around outsiders, you’ll see.” She closed her eyes. “Show me how to ride a dragon, Danna Finn.” She laughed and they walked over to the two dragons. Appan was beating his tail against the stone and Seshi sighed.

“Prince Anders wants to ride,” Danna said with a smile. Seshi snorted out a laugh.

“Ah, he doesn’t wish to argue for two years about why it unwise? How will you guide him then?” Seshi said. She laughed.

“I’ve been riding on the neck like a horse,” Danna said, not answering Seshi’s barb. “You’re bigger than I am and Appan is smaller than Seshi, so it might be different for you.”

“Faster,” Appan said, “My Lord is large but he is old and slow.” Seshi nipped at the younger white dragon and Prince Anders exhaled and boosted himself and straddled him. Appan launched then and the prince let out a whoop. Danna laughed.

“We will learn to fly together,” Seshi smiled. “It will be good for him.” Danna nodded. “I like how much you have smiled these last few weeks.”

“I feel lighter,” she said, and mounted. “Should we chase them?”

“I think that is a very good idea,” Seshi laughed and launched after the two. Danna laughed.

Anders

Prior

He and Nika had declined to ride on Seshi’s back, and instead took horses. As a result Danna and the Dragon flew high above them and landed to make camp ahead of them.

“I’m glad you came,” Prior said. Nika looked at him. They’d ridden for a week. There was probably one more until they reached the border. They’d already entered the borderlands, Harran’s domain, Brea’s. He had no idea if Nika could feel her sister’s magic in the land and air. Tristan had mentioned once he could always feel Marina’s and he knew the sisters were similarly linked.

“It’s time,” she said with a shrug. “She’s going to be so angry.” Prior laughed.

“Harran and Anders will keep her in check,” he assured her. She nodded and tightened her veil. “And there’s the boy.” She exhaled.

“Rory,” she mumbled. “I am excited to see him.” She paused. “When he was born,” she looked down.

“Marina was there,” Prior said gently. Nika nodded. “She insisted.”

“Of course she did,” she exhaled and spurred her horse on. They reached the place where Danna and Seshi had landed and stopped. Danna was standing with a tall, light haired man, with tan skin, wrapped in a plain brown leather vest and a pair of soft brown pants, tucked into boots.

“Anders!” Prior called, dismounting and walking over. Nika followed him.

“You did it,” the other man shook his head. Prior grinned at him. “My Lady,” he bowed to Nika.

“Don’t do that,” she ran into his arms and he hugged her close.

“I was just talking with Mistress Finn,” The Prince of The Borderlands smiled, “And Lord Seshi.”

“He said you were friends?” Danna asked. Prior nodded.

“You are Appan’s rider,” Seshi said, “I have called for him.” Anders nodded, unsurprised.

“I will be happy to see him again,” Anders said. Prior frowned. He’d kept that to himself. “Don’t look at me like that, I half thought I dreamed it. It was right after Rian.” Anders had carried his younger brother’s body back from battle. It had made his once light and easy friend dark and serious, nearly impossible for a time. He healed a little every time Prior saw him.

“Of course,” Nika said softly. Unlike his other brother and Nika’s sister, Anders had never held Rian’s death against her. They quickly began setting camp while Seshi went to hunt. Danna was unpacking her bedroll and Prior walked over to kneel down and help her. She glanced over at Nika and Anders.

“Are they lovers?” She asked. Prior laughed.

“You like gossip,” he said. She shrugged. “No, he used to want them to be. He actually wanted to marry her.”

“Why wasn’t she interested?” She asked.

“Nika doesn’t like men, though I always got the feeling that if she were to make an exception, it would be for Anders,” he said. She nodded. “Did you know that my friend was a rider?”

“No,” she shook her head, “I knew that Appan had found his rider, but I didn’t know who it was. Dragons are very private,” he hand met hers as they smoothed the roll. She drew hers back. “Thank you, for helping me.”

“You’re being very brave,” he said softly. She met his eyes.

“I don’t know if brave is the word,” she said. “I should have killed him.”

“Maybe,” Prior said, “but it’s alright that you couldn’t.” Stop, Wyatt please, he heard Aunt Morgan pleading, he remembered his hand reaching for his sword, and then stopping. She looked at him. “He won’t have anywhere to go. The Guilds won’t take him back.” She frowned.

“You seem very sure,” she said, “in my world men like Cole tend to wiggle out of things.” Prior sighed. He didn’t know how to explain it, that for his grandchildren Carland Dumanis would move mountains, and that they would take Prior at his word about Cole.

“Danna,” he said softly, she looked away.

“Thank you for your help, Commander,” she said. He took the dismissal. She wasn’t ready, even if she ever was, it might not be with him. And he needed to get used to that idea.