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She really should hate hion aron The on’s chest but his vulnerable underbelly during battle, fairly gloith the fire con of past battles The detail of the work showed his rank Then there were the scars covering a good portion of his body

Gods! What had he done to her? When did she become one of those lovesick females? How did she allow this to happen?

"Mistress, I ask you againwill you help us?"

"I can’t change her mother’s spell, Bercelak The queen either has to die or your lady love will have to reverse it on her own"

"And how do I do that?" Rhiannon sighed dramatically

"Try this" The old witch lobbed a book at her Written by dragons, the book was enor her in place, she could only cringe as it neared her head But one black claw reached out and snatched the book from the air

"Ahh Thank you, er" The dragon slowly turned and headed back deeper into her lair, but over her shoulder she said, "You do know that you two are well matched, don’t you? You, Princess, allow him to be kind rather than just a killer And Bercelak allows you the ability to be a right bitch whenever you want

"Aye," she continued, her voice echoing in the cavern as she disappeared into the darkness "You two are perfect together And one dayone day your children will change everything"

Bercelak watched his sister and mother ith Rhiannon to find the spell that would break the queen’s hold

They’d been at it for hours, and he could see his fein to wane

When she literally roared in frustration, shaking the table they were all working on, he knew she badly needed a break

"This is useless!"

"Coed her toward the exit "Mother? You’ll be all right?"

"Go, go" His mother didn’t even look up as she shooed them away Except for one other brother, his poorancient text was the kind of thing she lived for "I’ll be fine"

Using that to his advantage, Bercelak dragged Rhiannon fro?"