Dragons of Asgard 3 Logan Jacobs (book recommendations for teens .TXT) 📖

so long, I bet they’ll find at least one other dragon they know. But even if they don’t, they’ll have each other.”

“Yes, they will.” I smiled at the white-haired elf girl. She knew how to look on the positive side of anything.

Kas picked up all the goods we’d found in the dwarves’ house and put them in her enchanted satchel. Then she carefully gathered up the miniature dragons in her arms so we could take them outside.

Once we were back in the open air of Svartalfheim, I turned to Blar.

“Make us a portal to Alfheim, please,” I said. “Try and get us close to dragon valley.”

“Shouldn’t we remove the enchantment first?” Eira asked.

“Creating such a large portal took a lot out of Blar earlier,” I explained. “I think it will be easier on him if we travel as we are, then remove the enchantment once we arrive.”

“Oh, right,” the redhead agreed. “That’s a good idea.”

Blar nodded and created a portal for us all to step through.

Once we were on the other side, I was surprised to see Blar had managed to land us on the cliff that overlooked dragon valley.

“Good job,” I told the little blue dragon with a smile, and he smiled back and lifted his little nose in the air.

“Alright, let’s get this enchantment off you two,” Kas said, and she set the little dragons a few hundred yards away before she made her way back over to us. “Asta?”

“Of course.” The elf girl took Kas’ hands, and they both looked down and started to mumble in the old language.

Silver and red sparkles lifted off their bodies and then floated over to the dragons. The magic encompassed the creatures, and before my very eyes, they started to grow.

The male tossed his head back, flapped his wings, and let out an excited roar as he grew to his incredible size. He had to be at least fifteen feet tall, even more so when he stretched his neck up to the sky. The giant beast’s wings were easily the width of my courtyard, and I held my breath as I tried to fathom how he could seem so small just moments before when he was now larger than my cottage.

The female let out a small roar, too, and once she was her normal self again, she shook her entire body and then gave her wings a good flap.

“They seem like they feel better,” Eira chuckled.

“They do.” I grinned.

“They’re beautiful,” Eira added. “It’s hard to believe anyone could be so cruel as to diminish them to a fraction of their natural size.”

“At least they’re home now,” I whispered as I watched the two dragons coo at one another before they walked over to Asta and Kas.

“You can go home now,” Kas told them softly.

The male lowered his head to bow to her, and Kas bowed back at him.

The female lowered her head, too, but instead of bowing, she pushed her massive cranium against Kas’ entire body so the strawberry-blonde let out a laugh and stroked her cheek.

“You’re welcome,” Kas murmured. “We’re glad we could help.”

The two dragons then turned to me in unison, and a look of understanding and gratitude passed between us. I inclined my head to each of them with a smile, and they returned the gesture before they walked to the edge of the cliff and looked into the valley below. It was filled with dragons as far as the eye could see. There were mothers with babies, young dragons playing a round of tag, and even old dragons lounging in the sunshine. It truly was the safest place for them, and I knew they’d be greeted with open arms.

All of the dragons below knew about the trade, and they did what they could to protect each other, so I had no doubt these two would be greeted with that same respect.

I watched as the two dragons we just saved began to flap their massive wings.

The male let out another roar, and it was met with roars from below. The sound sent shivers up my spine, and my heart rate accelerated as I watched the two of them dive into the air and soar above the dragons below.

The dragons in the valley let out screeches of delight as the two soared overhead, and I couldn’t stop the massive grin that came over my face.

“I think they’ll fit right in,” Eira chuckled.

“Definitely.” Asta smiled.

“It’s like they knew each other,” Kas breathed, and her violet eyes were bright with joy. “They all were so happy to see one another.”

“They did know each other,” I said. “Dragons are connected. They have a common understanding and respect for each other. It’s one of the things I love most about them.”

“Is that because you felt like they were the first ones to really accept you?” Asta asked, and she smiled at me innocently.

“I suppose it is.” I nodded.

“I only ask because you all were the first people who accepted me after my parents died,” the elf girl explained. “Dragons don’t judge like people do.”

“No, they don’t,” I said, and I grabbed the elf girl by the shoulder and pulled her to me so I could kiss the top of her head.

“Mmm, I want some of that,” Kas said, and she wrapped her arms around my other side.

“Eira, you, too!” Asta exclaimed.

“Mmm, I don’t think so,” the redhead chuckled. “I don’t do group hugs.”

Svass looked at Eira, then at Kas, Asta, and I before she scurried down the redhead’s arm and flew over to land on my shoulder.

“Oh, really?” Eira scoffed.

“Come on,” Kas laughed and grabbed Eira to pull her into the hug.

The redhead begrudgingly joined us, and we became a huge tangle of swishing dragon tails, white, red, and strawberry-blonde