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"Yes"

"Relaxed?"

"Very"

"Good"

Then Annwyl screahus shoved her head under water He held her down for several long seconds as she fought to get that piece of steel he called an arhing and sputtering back to air

"What in all that’s holy--"

He took hold of her shoulders and easily lifted her from the tub "Listen to ain without me! Ever!You are never and I ain! Are we clear?"

Annwyl pulled away fro steps back "No! We are not clear!" She turned on hiain! And I’ritted teeth

"No! I don’t want to hear it!" She fought to get the strands of wet brown hair out of her eyes "Do you have any idea what I went through today? In just one day I stood in the dragon’s flametwice!"

"But I--"

"Quiet!" He stood there, startled into silence "I also had to face that cold bitch you call a mother! I took my own brother’s head! And I was forced to break your brother’s hand because he wouldn’t stop touching rin and she stopped her tirade "What?"

"You broke his hand?" He couldn’t help but laugh

"Well, it was er But the way he carried on, you’d think I’d broken his entire arhed Hard And, eventually, Annwyl s to do? He loved this wo about her Wanted her as his e Enemies to crush He already saw the fear in the on’s flame A dance she’d survived And they all knew she’d taken hi but put her safety at risk

"What are you thinking, dragon?"

He shook his head and ," he whispered as he slipped an ar, I see" She pulled away frohed "What, Annwyl?"