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"Make sure you finish off the wine I have added herbs that will heal you and stave off infection"

Annwyl stared warily into her wine chalice "What kind of herbs?"

Morfyd shrugged as she stood, picking up Annwyl’s empty bowl "Lots of different ones It’s my own potion It works quite well It can also heal rashes and gout And prevent a wouess that doesn’t lanced up froin"

Annwyl froze That couldn’t be just an assumption She’d lived with a male army for well over two years; everyone assuo

"How did youknow that?"

"He told me"

Annwyl knew the witch on, and that’s when the fury built up in her chest A fury she never could control "Dragon!" She bellowed his naround shook as the dragon returned to her "What? What is it?"

Annwyl forced herself to her feet, her hand against her recent wound "How did you know? And tell ed and quickly left Alin No one knows that How did you?" She had no idea how long her deep sleep held her Unable to protect herself Unable to stop someone fromshe shook her head She couldn’t bear to even think it

"This is why you demand my presence? Because I know your deep, dark secret?"

"Not that you know But how you know"

He lowered his head until they were eye to eye But Annwyl, too angry for logic, did not flinch or back away Considering his head was the length of her body and she towered over er wash over her Just as she always had "Well? Answer ry shout, and his nostrils flared "I can son "What?"

"I can smell it on you That no man has been with you That your maidenhead is still intact That you, beautiful one, are a virgin"

Annwyl looked at the dragon in horror, her voice no more than a whisper "Really? You can smell that on me?"

"No," he responded flatly "But you are quite chatty in your sleep"

She rolled her eyes "You tricky" Her anger fled as quickly as it ca