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... his pulse spiked, loud and frantic in his ears. His breath caught halfway through, and his hand, still hovering over the bars of the cage, froze in place, fingers curling uselessly against the air as if even touching it might set the whole place in fire.
A dragon.
Not a beast.
Not even a child.
Something far, far worse. Something sacred and dangerous.
Keiser’s gaze darted back to the small figure within the cage, the dim light flickering across a face half ...
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