What do dragons eat?? Every month, I do a What Are They Eating post – I think it’s fun. I never really think about food when I write. Or I think about food, a lot can be said with food or lack thereof, but I never think about writing this post when I write. So every time it comes up on my to-do, I’m like ‘oh shit, did they even eat anything?’ 😆
Most often the characters eat something.
In The Book Dragon’s Lair, Ryu has never been to the human realm before so he doesn’t know much about human food other than what he’d heard.
They needed to talk, but Egil had no idea how to broach the subject. He had so many questions, but he feared the answers.
Draken took another swallow of the coffee and grimaced.
“You love coffee.” The old Draken did. He always drank his coffee as black as his soul.
“Coffee.” Ryu looked down into the cup as if he was seeing it for the first time. “It’s always described as a magical drink, but I don’t see the appeal”
“Who are you?” He didn’t even pretend to be Draken anymore.
They eat toast. When Ryu first arrives and still pretends to be Draken, that’s all Egil have in the house.
When the clock finally showed six o’clock in the evening, Egil turned the sign hanging on the door and locked it.
“All done?” Ryu was starving, but he didn’t know what to eat here. He’d only had the coffee, and it had put him off human food a bit.
“Yes, I only need to close out the cash register.”
Ryu had no idea what it meant. “And then we eat?”
“Ah… yeah… we don’t have any food other than toast. I need to shop and we’ll need a new phone since you… erm… broke the old one.”
Nodding, Ryu watched him press some buttons, only to have the machine print another paper note. There were so many notes on this side of the veil.
“I can hunt for something we can eat.” His mouth watered as he imagined meat roasting over an open fire.
Egil stared at him. “What?”
“Hunt. Don’t you hunt?”
Shaking his head, Egil emptied the machine on paper notes and held them out to Ryu.
Then there are some… shall we say cultural differences concerning eggs.
Crap. Ryu was a bad mate. He’d eaten several times during the day. The fuzzy orange globes were delicious, and he’d had four. There were miniature eggs in the basket, and Ryu wondered if Egil planned on having a hatchling. What mother traded her eggs? And how would they care for a young?
He studied Egil. Normally, a mated couple was together for a long time before the female laid an egg, and he’d never looked forward to having a hatchling—not because he didn’t like young, but to have a hatchling, he needed to have a female mate. Had he known there were those who traded their eggs on this side of the veil, he might have played with the idea more.
“I was gonna make us omelet for lunch, but there was no time. Want some now?”
Egil needed to rest. He looked exhausted, and he’d been awake in the middle of the night. Had Ryu been able to hunt, he’d have fixed food. “What is omelet?”
“Eggs you fry with some mushrooms and such.”
Ryu gasped. “You can’t eat eggs!”
Egil stilled and stared at him. “Eh… why?”
“You eat your hatchlings?” For a second, he wondered if his stomach was about to turn inside out. No one had ever told him humans were so barbaric.
Frowning, Egil rubbed his chest. “It’s chicken eggs. Humans don’t lay eggs; you know that, right?”
Ryu didn’t move. Humans didn’t lay eggs, he knew, of course, he knew, but when he’d seen the tiny eggs… “I know.” He nodded to emphasize.
“I know.” He did. What had he been thinking?
“Eggs are a common food item here. Chicken eggs… and sometimes duck, not any other kind.” Egil bit his lip. Ryu stared. The way the teeth dented the soft flesh had him swallowing a groan. He wanted to bite Egil’s lip—softly, of course. He had to be careful not to hurt him. Humans were fragile.
“Sometimes people eat fish eggs too. I don’t like it, but some people do.”
Ryu nodded. “I don’t want to eat eggs.”
And the fuzzy balls… 😆
“Are you sure?” Egil watched him with narrowed eyes.
“Of course. Can we get more fuzzy balls?”
There was a twitch at the corner of Egil’s mouth. “Erm…” Then he burst out laughing. “Sorry, sorry, I’m tired and my brain… I take it you mean peaches, not… eh… other balls?”
Ryu stared. Egil was lovely when he laughed. “Show me the market, and I’ll get them. Is it a dragon who trades them?”
Egil shook his head, still chuckling. “No, there are no dragons at the market.”
There is more food in this story, but it’s simple food. Egil doesn’t have much money and Ryu doesn’t know anything about human food, but I think I’ll leave you with this for now.
The Book Dragon’s Lair
Time and time again, Ryu the Ravenous has petitioned to be allowed to move to the human realm, but every application has been denied. As a black dragon of near royal blood with plenty of gemstones in his treasure cave, many females want him for a mate. Ryu doesn’t want a female mate, though, and when he’s badly burned in a conflict between tribes, he sees his chance to escape.
Egil Olsen is running The Book Dragon’s Lair, a bookstore on Dragon Row, while Draken the Dreadful, his mate, is away fighting a war on the other side of the veil. The relief of not having Draken around is great. For the first time in years, Egil doesn’t have to watch every move he makes. When word reaches him that Draken is on his way home after having been injured, he considers running away.
The dragon stepping over the threshold to The Book Dragon’s Lair isn’t Draken, though. He claims to be, but Egil knows his mate, and while all dragons are dangerous, the male standing before him is nowhere near as cruel as his mate. Ryu never wanted to be a book dragon. Books don’t sparkle, but if it’s the price he has to pay to be in the human realm, he will pay it. He’ll take over Draken the Dreadful’s treasure, and he hopes he can take over his mate, too. Egil doesn’t want to be mated to a dragon, but without a mate, he’d be homeless and without a job.
A few hours after having met Ryu, Egil thinks being mated to him might not be too bad, but how will they be able to fool the people around them into believing Ryu is Draken? And what will happen if the real Draken comes back?
Paranormal Gay Romance: 33,671 words