All Chapters of The Rise of the Frost Dragons (Blue Triangle Series #2): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Arth dropped down to the snowy ground as the A-class beast swung its huge tail at him. It had struck the tree trunk instead, creating a loud bang sound with the small branches falling at him. He rolled his body, then quickly got up on his feet while holding his injury. A bone fracture he had felt on his aching shoulder. Nevertheless, he tried to run as fast as he could, thinking of what to do to take down the powerful beast. “Come on…” Arth’s breathing shortened as he rushed from the snake, who was still recovering from the impact of its tail.Think… Arth… think! He gritted his teeth in agony of his painful arm. Every step he took had shaken his fractured bones, like two metal rods, pressing against each other beneath his muscles. He came across the cliff he jumped on earlier, where he spotted the circular mark on the snow. His eyes widened in enlightenment as he finally figured out a plan. That’s it! Arth turned his

After the whole night of traveling far east of Casterfall City, Kael and Robert had finally reached the White Forest. A vast forest it was… bigger than the Dark Woods. The trunks of the trees, with barks as black as a crow, reached higher than any woods Kael had seen. Looking up, the thick branches above had completely prevented the morning light from passing through. White fog lingered in the depths of the woods, with loud silence deafening their ears. As they rode their horses through the dark trees, Kael’s memory of last night’s horror was still vivid. He thought sadly of those three warriors who had been kidnapped as he had no idea where they had been taken. And wondering about it, his tired brain could not keep with him any longer. His eyes became heavy as he never had his rest for two days straight. The fatigue in his muscles screamed with ache and pain. His shoulder swelled because of exerting it too much last night. He became a living corpse.

Tristan Denvorn’s ears grew tired of the king’s curses in every council meeting. He had stood like a statue behind King Terrowin Randall who was sitting at the head of the long, marbled table. The five members of the high council had seated on both sides, with the absence of the sixth member—the king’s sister.“Taxes? This shit again?” the king snapped. “I’ve already told you to raise it. Have you gone deaf, Rique?”“Forgive me, eh your grace,” Lord High Rique, the Pursemaster and a man bald, lowered his eyes in respect. “Eh I did get this order sent to every house of the country. However, the peasants and eh low class couldn’t bear to afford such an amount.”“And you’re passing this on to me? Then double all their labor!—Bullshit, you’re the Pursemaster. Do these crap yourself,” said the king in a mad voice.“As what I was about to say, your grace,” Rique bowed.“Where the hell is Miranda anyway? I told her to take this bloody matter into account,” the king said.The council room fel

The sharp whine of the horses echoed through the darkness amidst the tall pine trees. Dark blood flowed on the sloped ground like a river in the mountain side. There had been a crash just a few seconds ago. After Luna had taken her first shots at the horses dragging the carriage, they stumbled hard, rolled down on the inclined, rocky ground until they hit against a huge trunk. The elegant, metal carriage gave a loud, clanging sound that pierced through Arth’s ears as it crashed.He took care of the four riders with the help of Luna’s arrows. How he ought to be impressed of her sharp eyes and accuracy, but he couldn’t think of anything else now. His heart raced faster than any stallion—breathless, as he rushed down towards the crash. The carriage fell upside down, leaning on the dark trunk of a tree with the two horses crushed in between.Arth slid down as fast as he could, not taking his eyes away from the carriage where its broken wheels had spun slowly in the air. The white-painted

The night was dark and cold as the crickets in the night only made the sound out of the silence of the vast dark woods.Kael was holding the rope of the horse following them while Luna was carrying a small torch. She led him towards the big tree up ahead. Kael saw a thick rope hanging on the branch of the tree. He looked up and noticed that the tree was alive not like the rest of the trees in the dark woods and the branches above rose a little higher than the dead trees. The big tree has a dark and oaky wood. The leaves were big and rose above the branches.“We’re here,” Luna said. “This is my hideout.”“Uhhh,” Kael looked around. “But we can be easily spotted here,” Kael replied. Luna smiled and pointed towards the big branches above them.“You’re serious?” Kael’s eyebrows rose.Luna stepped towards the base of the tree and wiped the thick white snow on the ground. There was a wooden door trap hidden beneath the snow and she opened it. It was a hidden underground container. Kael look