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

“We’ll be back soon with more babies,” I told him. “It’s good the mothers are here, this is where we’ll bring whatever little ones we find.”

He let out another huff, and I felt his breath hit my chest and face before I nodded back and led the girls back up the path.

“Where are we headed now?” Eira asked.

“Back home,” I said with a shake of my head. “We need to figure out a plan for the elf King.”

“Right,” the redhead agreed, and her fingers flexed like he was imagining wrapping them around the elf King’s throat. “I can’t wait to get my hands on that arsehole.”

“That won’t be as easy as you might think.” Preyna shook her head.

“I’m sure it won’t be,” I sighed.

“I will stay a while and help you all come up with a plan,” the sorceress said. “I don’t have any duties at the castle for the next couple of days while Odin prepares for his party.”

“That would be very helpful,” I said.

Blar opened a portal for us, and we all stepped through into the courtyard. The first thing I noticed was our cart was there, which was surprising since we’d left it at Ramir’s the day before.

The old man must have figured out a way to deliver it to our home, and I appreciated him for it.

It was still somewhat early in the day, but it had been a while since breakfast, so I got a fire going and gathered up some vegetables from the garden, as well as some smoked meat and elven bread from the cart.

“Alright,” I said once I got the food on the flames. “We’ll have to be extremely careful as we go after the elf King.”

“Yes.” Preyna nodded. “We can’t cause any issues between Alfheim and Asgard. The two realms are at peace right now, and it needs to stay that way, at least for the time being.”

“Right,” Eira agreed. “We don’t want to let the elf King know we’re coming after him.”

“Not yet, at least,” I said with a cocky smile.

“Hmm.” The redhead pursed her lips. “As much as I want to take out that arsehole, I don’t think we should attack yet.”

“What do you mean?” Kas asked.

“Yes, we have to do something,” Asta pushed with a frown. “He has dragons trapped in his dungeon.”

“I know.” Eira nodded. “And we’ll get them out, but right now, we don’t know enough about our opponent to attack.”

“Eira’s right,” I sighed. “We need to do some reconnaissance and see what we’re up against.”

“You mean we need to go snooping around the castle?” Kas asked.

“If we can get into the castle, that would be ideal,” I said.

“I don’t think that will be a problem,” Preyna said with a smirk. “I’ll come with.”

“Are you sure?” I asked. “You’ve already been with us a day.”

“As I said, Odin is preparing for a party,” Preyna explained. “He’s always greatly distracted during this time. I assure you, he won’t miss me at all.”

“Alright,” I agreed. “We’ll go tonight, then.”

“Perfect.” The golden-haired sorceress smiled.

“We can cast another invisibility spell,” Kas said, and Preyna nodded in agreement.

“That would be great,” I told the two of them. “We’ll split up and figure out what we can about why the elf King has dragons in the first place. There’s got to be some sort of reason.’

“Maybe he’s just an arsehole.” Eira shrugged and twisted her face to show her disgust.

“He’s definitely an arsehole,” I chuckled. “But something tells me that’s not the whole story. There has to be a reason he’s acquiring so many dragons.”

“You’re right,” Eira agreed, and her emerald eyes narrowed. “He’s up to something.”

“Exactly,” I said. “We’ll go tonight and see exactly what that something is.”

The girls nodded, and I smiled at them and then pulled our food off the fire.

Everyone was quiet while we ate, and afterward, they dispersed to practice on their own. Kas and Preyna sat together in the grass, and every once in a while, I saw some gold and red sparkles floating around them as they worked on their craft.

Eira sharpened her blade, and then she used one of the trees around the courtyard to practice slicing and stabbing while Svass flew around her and blasted the makeshift opponent with her fire.

I noticed the little dragon had great control over her fire power. She was able to hold streams of flame for extended periods of time, or shoot out small fireballs that propelled toward her enemy with great force. I was impressed with her skills, especially given how young she was, and I was sure her fire would be her greatest asset when it came to battle.

Asta practiced casting rain, sunshine, and snow over her blade midair so it turned into different weapons. She could transform the thin sword into an axe and two daggers, then back to her blade all in one smooth motion. She continuously improved her skills, and it was a joy to watch her grow as a warrior, especially since I’d trained her myself.

Blar and Inger flew around the courtyard in a sort of play practice while Uffe stayed on the ground and hurtled rocks at them. The three of them seemed to be having more fun than anything, but it was good practice all the same, so I let them enjoy their day and relax a little bit.

My blade was enchanted to never go dull, so I didn’t have to worry about sharpening it, but I did practice throwing it and altering the length mid-air. I’d already mastered the skill, so I didn’t need too much practice, but it was always good to stay sharp.

It was also a good distraction from thinking about our plans that evening. I could barely wait until