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I looked down and saw how far the road was below and gripped the dangling body harder.
The dragon hadn’t flown high yet, just enough to get us over the edge. With a furious shake it rocked us back and forth. I clung to the robes of the man and snarled when the swing brought me up close enough to see the dragon’s face.
It was confident and angry, trying to shake me free.
I couldn’t let go, but the dragon would likely keep flying up and then I’d lose my shot. I didn’t have my weapon, not that I could use anything since my hands were out of the game, clinging onto the attacker for dear life.
But I did have my legs. And a clear shot at the dragon’s head if it kept swinging me.
I had to try.
The beast swung me again, but this time, I wheeled my legs out and connected with its eye.
The dragon roared and opened its claws and dropped the unconscious man and myself. We fell to the roof hard, but I grabbed him immediately, ripping his body toward the door.
I skittered the rest of the way on pure adrenaline.
I tugged on the door’s handle. Nothing.
The dragon was approaching again. My only chance would be dropping the attacker long enough to throw my weight into opening the door and then picking him up again. But that meant risking the fire and the dragon taking the man.
I tugged again, but it was no use. And I was out of time.
I shoved the attacker onto the wall and used both hands, yanking as hard as I could manage at the metal door.
It swung open just as the dragon reared its head. I gaped at the fire welling inside its cavernous throat.
I turned, pulling the attacker up with the last remaining energy I could muster and shoving him through the door, slamming it shut behind me as the fire whipped out of the dragon. Its bellowing snarls followed in echoes down the stairwell.
The quiet, cool stairwell was a welcome relief despite the eeriness of being inside of it with the unconscious attacker. The dragon’s anger raged on outside the door, but it couldn’t get to me now.
The stairwell was silent. No one was coming yet, which struck me as a huge problem, seeing as how this attacker got close enough to the entire royal family to have taken them all out if things had turned out even slightly different than they had. Though I didn’t know the condition of the king.
I looked down at the hooded figure, still completely unaware of who it was behind the robe. This person who had nearly disrupted the entire kingdom.
My eyes honed in on the robe, and I saw now why it hadn’t slipped during any of the debacle. It was tied at the bottom, keeping the attacker’s true identity a secret.
“Who are you?” I whispered.
Bending down on one knee, I pulled the strings to the tie around the hooded figure’s neck. The material obeyed my quick fingers and the robe fell back.
I gasped at the sight.
The attacker was the guard who had led the interrogation the day I was locked up. The smart-ass who’d pressed me and didn’t like my answers, so he let his men rough me up.
My lip curled as I stared at the enemy now. I had been right. The guard had been involved. And if there was one, what of the others who were with him during the interrogation?
Noah needed to be made aware of this immediately. I only had to figure out how to get this sack of untrustworthy garbage down the winding stairs before me.
I brushed my hair from my face, debating if dragging him down would hurt him.
The clean face that had been protected and shielded, while I was sure my own was horrific, looked far too peaceful for a traitor.
“You’ll get what you deserve,” I mumbled under my breath, standing over the man and weighing my options for descending.
All of those options flew right out the door as I was suddenly frozen in place.
The guard’s eyes popped open, widening in rage and vengeance.
Shit.
