Dragon Undone

By Viola Grace

Inheritor of a family vendetta, getting revenge on the dragons has side effects that raise a lot of questions.

All Aeli wanted was revenge for her father. She planned and schemed in secret, finally carrying out a plot that she had designed as a disgruntled teen.
She takes the spell to the dragon council and lets the ball go, shattering, spreading the banishment spell, and kicking all the dragons out of the city in one large cascade.
Imagine her surprise when she gets sucked out into the open wasteland outside the city, and the dragons know who is responsible for her plight.
Councillor Kreelo comes to her rescue and flies her to safety where she comes to grips with what her banishment means and how it will affect her life. She had no idea she was a dragon and thinks it is ridiculous, but how else would the spell grab her.
She needs to undo the spell so she can return to normal. If anyone in Rekker City will accept her apology.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Viola Grace
• Release date: Apr 12, 2019
• ISBN: 9781987969610

Viola Grace

Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.

Book preview

Inheritor of a family vendetta, getting revenge on the dragons has side effects that raise a lot of questions.

All Aeli wanted was revenge for her father. She planned and schemed in secret, finally carrying out a plot that she had designed as a disgruntled teen.

She takes the spell to the dragon council and lets the ball go, shattering, spreading the banishment spell, and kicking all the dragons out of the city in one large cascade.

Imagine her surprise when she gets sucked out into the open wasteland outside the city, and the dragons know who is responsible for her plight.

Councillor Kreelo comes to her rescue and flies her to safety where she comes to grips with what her banishment means and how it will affect her life. She had no idea she was a dragon and thinks it is ridiculous, but how else would the spell grab her.

She needs to undo the spell so she can return to normal. If anyone in Rekker City will accept her apology.

The characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

Dragon Undone

Copyright © 2019 by Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-987969-61-0

©Cover art by Angela Waters

All rights reserved. With the exception of review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, is forbidden without the express permission of the publisher.

Published by Viola Grace

Look for me online at violagrace.com

Smashwords Edition

Other Books in this Series

The Bastard Dragon

Dragon Astray

Dragon Engaged

Dragon Undone

The Covert Dragons Book 4

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

Thank you, Aelemilial. This is working very well.

Aeli smiled. I am glad. The cream is one of my own concoctions.

Matron Callow leaned in. What is in it? A little magic?

Aeli laughed. Maybe, but mostly it is beeswax, grapeseed oil, and peppermint with a bit of vitamin E. Your rough skin will remain strong and supple as long as you keep rubbing this in nightly.

I will. Put it on my tab, and I will settle at the end of the month.

Yes, Matron. Have a great day.

Aeli watched the portly woman turn and make her way out of the shop. Her father’s magic was holding the displays in place, and it was the only thing that kept their flower shop crammed with useful and beautiful plants all year round. One elbow in the wrong place could bring the whole thing down otherwise.

Once the matron was out of the shop, Aeli caught a glimpse of the courier delivering down the street. She walked to the front of the shop and waited. The courier pulled up to the shop and stopped.

Aeli waited while he came around and opened the side of his vehicle. The pallet of plants was what she was waiting for.

Her father came out of the shop, dusting his hands on his tunic and wiggling his fingers. What have we here?

The medicinals we are low on because you used the last of them without sprouting the roots.

He sighed. I get a little enthusiastic.

She grinned and nodded to the delivery man. Can you wait and take the pallet?

I will pick it up tomorrow, Miss Warrok. I am under pressure to deliver to city hall before the end of the day.

Aeli’s smile tightened on her face. She could feel it. Of course. The dragons must have their deliveries on time.

He nodded and closed up his vehicle. I am glad you understand. Thank you, Miss.

Her father was talking quietly to the plants in his arms, and she picked up three pots on her own and pried the door open before walking through to the back of the shop and out into the greenhouse.

The plants would remain in quarantine until they were acclimated to their new home in Rekker City.

Grand Master Mage Norman Warrok was chuckling and talking to the new arrivals, leaving Aeli to get back to the curb to pick up the last batch of remaining plants.

She was just entering the shop when she heard a voice saying, Where shall I put these?

She winced at the familiar and lightly rough voice. Councillor Kreelo, welcome.

A chuckle came from him. A pleasure, Miss Warrok. Now, where would you like them?

Please follow me. We put them in the greenhouse until we are certain they are healthy. She led the way and talked as she went, so he could follow her voice.

A wise practice. Is your father in?

She forced a chuckle. He is speaking to his plants.

She opened the door to the greenhouse and stood aside as the dragon representative of their area passed her and found a space to put the plants.

Her father was at the end of the row, fussing and muttering, already taking clippings.

Dad! Councillor Kreelo is here.

Her father raised his head and looked from her to the dragon, his mouth tensed. To what do we owe the pleasure?

The councillor inclined his head. I am just here to renew the terms of your operations.

Ah, yes, it is that time of year again. I accept to be bound by the curse of the council.

Councillor Kreelo smiled. Thank you.

Silence fell between them, and Aeli placed two fingers on the councillor’s arm when it looked like no one was going to say anything more.

If you would come with me, I will see you out.

Councillor Kreelo turned and smiled brightly at her. I would like that, thank you, Miss Warrok.

She nodded and escorted him out of the greenhouse, closing the door behind them, and then, the two steps into the shop were behind them, and they were walking through the mini jungle.

Was that really necessary? she asked as she led him through the shop.

What?

Reinforcing that our building is under a curse and my father is not allowed to break it.

He paused, and she turned to face him. Is that what you think I just did?

I know you just did it. It is cruel.

He took a step toward her and reached out his hand, stopping before he made contact. Right. You see it that way.

Every year someone comes from the council and asks him to obey his oath and accept the curse on the property. It is just meanspirited.

Councillor Kreelo frowned. It is necessary. The words keep the curse active. That is important for the safety of the city.

She waved that away and went to the door, stalking outside and grabbing the pallet. She bowed slightly and said, Thank you for coming, Councillor Kreelo. Have a pleasant evening.

He drew himself to his full height, nodded tersely, and left. She hauled the pallet inside and tucked it against the wall. Locking the door gave her a certain satisfaction.

Kreelo was the youngest of the councillors, and so, the duty of coming to remind them of their diminished social status was his. As Aeli walked through the building and tidied the stock, she thought about what she had learned of her father’s position before she was born. He had been one of the councillors of Rekker and had enjoyed a privileged position. Then, one day, something happened to have him banished from the council, and his life as a florist and herbalist began.

Aeli finished the bookkeeping before closing and putting the theft deterrent on the till. A charm that her father had taught her on that very spot had worked to keep them incursion free since she was born.

She looked around the shop like she did every night and smiled. She had lived every one of her twenty-five years here, before school, after school, and every holiday. She was a master of inventory, and the charms to keep the inventory happy and healthy were some of the first things she had been taught. Magic was in her blood. She wasn’t strong, but she was skilled.

Aeli finished locking up the shop, and then, she headed to the greenhouse. Her father was still talking to the plants.

Dad, it is your turn to make dinner.

He looked at her and sighed. I used to be a grand master mage that had people working for me.

You still are, but you have to feed me. I am going to take some samples to build up our inventory. I should be up in an hour. She shooed him out of his favourite place on earth and went to the new arrivals, taking cuttings from as low as she could manage before walking to her private lab.

She filled test tubes with her growth solution and put each stem into one. Once the rack was full, she placed her hands on either side of it and cast the growth spell that would trade some of her life