It’s time for food! If you haven’t seen any of the What Are They Eating posts before, I do this with every story I write. For the fun of it 😄 You can learn a lot about a character from what he or she eats. Do they open a bottle of Dom Pérignon or a Heineken after a hard day at work? There’s a difference 😆
In Mated to the Fire Dragon, they don’t eat or drink much at all. Zale is sick and has no appetite. He drinks a little tea, though.
Liz slowly nodded as she handed him a cup of tea. “You came here to die, not to be saved?”
Zale gave her a weak smile, the lump forming in his throat making it hard to talk. “There is no cure. I’d gone to hell and back if there was something to be done, but there isn’t. I’ve been to every doctor I’ve managed to find, and they all say the same thing.” He cleared his throat. “I don’t have much longer.” Then he glanced at Albus. “But I got to see Albus the Aglow, and I think it’s as close as I’ll ever get to magic.”
He sipped on the tea. It had a woody, slightly bitter taste, and he did his best not to grimace.
“You saw him shift?”
Zale shook his head and drank more tea. Tasty it was not, but his mouth was going slightly numb, and if it numbed his tongue, it might take the edge off the worst pain.
Liz watched him. “You should ask him to change for you. You think you know what they are, but it isn’t until you stand face to face with a dragon you truly realize it.”
Albus is preparing some cold cuts and fruit in his attempts to get Sale to eat something.
“I have toast, some sliced fruit, cold cuts from the butcher’s, and a cup of Liz’s tea.” He lowered the tray to the bed. It looked lovely, but Zale had no desire to eat.
“Thank you.” He patted the mattress. “Come. Sit.”
Albus carefully lowered himself onto the mattress next to him.
“Eat.” He pushed the tray toward Albus.
“I ate in the kitchen.”
Zale breathed in deeply. “Have some more. Who knows, you might still be growing.”
Albus shook his head but ate some smoked meat. Zale took an apple slice, but the apple thickened in his mouth as he chewed. He forced himself to swallow, then he reached for the tea.
And when things get worse, and Zale no longer is conscious, Egil from the Book Dragon’s Lair gives Albus some lunch.
As he opened, Egil pushed a bowl at him. “Made you lunch. Any progress?”
Albus stared at the bowl in his hands. Lunch? No one had ever made him lunch. It looked to be cubes of meat and potatoes covered in sauce. His stomach rumbled at the scent. “Thank you.”
“Has he woken up?” Ethel’s voice was business-like, and he forced his gaze away from the food.
He shook his head.
“Do you want me to check on him?”
He gestured for her to enter, and they slowly made their way up the stairs.
But as a whole, there isn’t a lot of food in this story. Albus eats because he has to, Zale doesn’t eat at all. So it’s not a matter of what they enjoy or what they can afford or anything like that.
Mated to the Fire Dragon
Zale wanted to see a dragon. He never expected a miracle.
Zale Hagan is dying. He doesn’t have many days left, but he wants to see a dragon before he leaves the world behind. As a fisherman, he’s seen where land ends many times, but he wants to visit the town where the human realm ends and the dragon realm begins.
Albus the Abomination is a blacksmith on Dragon Row. As a white dragon, he has no status and does his best to keep out of the way of the other dragons living there. But one day Zale steps into his smithy, and everything inside Albus catches fire.
Albus can tell Zale is very ill, but he can’t let him die. Dragon mates don’t get sick, and they live for a long time. Albus tries his best to get one of the other dragons to mate with Zale, but when no one wants to, Albus is at a loss. He could breathe fire into him, but then Zale would have to live his entire life with a white dragon, and no one wants that, do they?
NOTE: Mated to the Fire Dragon takes place on the same street as The Book Dragon’s Lair but can be read as a standalone story.
Paranormal Gay Romance: 38,392 words