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Something about this has a funny ring to it...
Karana was lying still and breathing slowly, patiently letting the thicker air that the silver dragon was providing for her work its magick on her body. Kefen could feel the changes as she improved still more.
“You are soul-bonded to her, nephew?” the strange woman said
“To both of them,” he replied absently, not really paying attention
The woman snorted. “And she’s carrying your child? This... may present some complications.”
Kefen tore his attention away from his loves – Karana was doing better and Ivan was watching over her. He had better pay attention to their surroundings for all three of them... and recall that they were there on a mission for King and Country.
Or at least the Lord of Wave.
“Just who are you?” he asked the woman as he looked at her more carefully.
“In this time and this place I am known as Faulira, dragonkeeper for Wyllirse.” She smiled affectionately up at the great creature, the softening of her expression entirely unfeigned.
She focused her dark gaze on Kefen again, and he felt the weight of Wyllirse’s dark topaz eyes on him as well.