Free Light Dragons 02 - The Unbearable Lightness of Dragons by authors_sort Page B

interdict,” I said quietly, knowing he hated histrionics.
    “No.”
    “Father!”
    “No!” he said louder, his glare shifting to Violet. “You don’t know what she’s done, Violet.”
    “No, but I know Tully, and she wouldn’t do any of the things you mentioned a few minutes ago.”
    “Well . . .” I gave her a weak smile. “I did actually shoot a few balls of energy at him, and they happened to turn into bananas, but that was only because he was trying to kill Baltic, in the process of which he ruined a couple of chairs and a tray full of antique crystal. And for the last time,” I said, turning back to Dr. Kostich, “Baltic is not fat! He’s a dragon! Their dragon form is bigger than their human form!”
    Violet blinked a couple of times.
    “Not to mention the fact that Baltic willingly gave up the light blade to you when he didn’t have to. I think it’s only right and fair that since he did that”—I wasn’t going to mention that retrieving the famous von Endres sword was third on Baltic’s list of things to be done, right after freeing Thala and rebuilding Dauva—“then you should take the interdict off me.”
    “That does seem only fair.” Violet nodded, looking thoughtfully at her father.
    “No. She must be punished for the way she betrayed me. She—what is it now, Adam?”
    The young man I assumed was the apprentice who replaced me stood in the doorway, holding a phone. “It’s from the head of the watch, master. He says he must speak to you about an urgent matter in Paris.”
    Dr. Kostich sighed and got up, bending a prohibitive look upon both Violet and me. “I forbid you to discuss any more of this, Violet.”
    She rolled her eyes and waited for him to leave the room before asking, “Just how did you betray Father?”
    I grimaced. “I didn’t, not knowingly. I couldn’t help it if there’s a dragon buried deep inside me and I didn’t know it. I thought I was mortal.”
    “Even I could see you weren’t mortal, but you do appear to be human,” she mused, examining me closely. “Clearly Father is going to have to lift the interdict.”
    “If you can convince him of that, I would be eternally grateful.”
    “Grateful enough to help me?” she asked quickly.
    “You need my help? With what? My magic isn’t very good, if you remember.”
    “No, no, it’s not your magic we need.”
    “What exactly do you need help with?”
    “A dragon. No, more than one, a group of dragons.”
    “Which sept?”
    “I don’t know. That’s part of the problem, you see. Do you remember Maura? No, come to think of it, that was before I met you.”
    “I’m afraid I don’t recognize the name, no, but I do recall that you had a daughter.”
    “Did I ever tell you that, oh, about ninety-five years ago, I was madly in love with a red dragon named Lao?”
    I shook my head, even though I was startled by what she said. “As I said, my memory was pretty much destroyed.”
    “No matter. There isn’t much to tell. We lasted for a few years, then parted ways. But he left me with a little present in the form of a baby daughter.”
    I stared at her with growing amusement. “Dr. Kostich has a half-dragon granddaughter?” I couldn’t wait to tell Baltic!
    “Yes, but he doesn’t discuss her much with people. He doesn’t like to dwell on what he refers to as ‘my little indiscretion.’ ” Violet laughed. “He dotes on Maura, of course, because she is a dear girl, if a bit headstrong, but that she gets from Father, as well.”
    I bit back a little giggle at the thought of Dr. Kostich and his headstrong granddaughter.
    “Maura is very smart, just like Father. Being part dragon, of course, she didn’t inherit any of his mage skills—well, to be fair, none of us did, although my brother Mark is able to do some simple polymorphs on rocks and other inanimate objects—but Maura did turn out to be the most gifted Summoner.”
    “Summoner?” I asked, the word ringing faint chimes in my brain.