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... air by the fireplace. He released a small burst of dragon breath, igniting the hearth. Warmth filled the room, but it did little to soothe the cold ache in his chest.
’I’ll never fall for a woman’s sly games again,’ he thought as his rage burned.
Once settled, he leaned back in the chair, his breathing shallow and uneven. The flickering firelight danced across his body, illuminating the hideous injuries. His eyes drifted down, catching sight of the open cuts that oozed sickly, ye ...
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