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Thank you.” He gulped. This was turning out to be a lot harder than he had anticipated. “It would be better if you could come with us.” “It would be better if you could stay.” There seemed nothing left to do but hug her, and so the commoner embraced the queen. Both outcasts from the Order. Both bringing chaos in their way, but both knowing they had made the right choices. Neither had regrets. “Goodbye, princess.” “Goodbye, pot boy.” She sniffed and did something he hadn’t been prepared for. She kissed him lightly on the cheek. As she pulled away, Holt felt the spot burn, though that might have been his skin flushing bright red. Quickly he made for Pyra next. “Didn’t think we’d leave without embarrassing you, did you?” He wrapped his arms around the purple dragon’s neck. Pyra’s throat rumbled with heat and laughter, and her long neck snaked down around him. “Farewell, little one. I shall miss your cooking.
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Michael R. Miller (Ascendant (Songs of Chaos, #1))