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I woke up to a very serious problem.
I was stuck. Pinned. Immobilized. Alvar’s arm was clamped around me like a steel chain, his face buried in my hair. His entire body screamed possessive dragon hoarding treasure—except the treasure was apparently me.
Anyway. I’m used to that.
What I wasn’t used to was Sir Haldor at six in the morning, storming out of the village like an avenging god with my crimson baby perched on his shoulder.
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