The vast Sleipart Prairie was steeped in the chill of deep winter. It had snowed only yesterday, and when Leif stepped outside earlier, she had looked at the sky and guessed that another snowfall would come soon. Yet the place where the three of them now stood was as warm as spring.
Leif had initially assumed that her flushed face and ragged breathing were simply because Natiaveda had been pressing down on her. She soon realized that wasn’t the reason.
Natiaveda climbed off her. The dragon egg in the little cloth pouch at her waist seemed to...
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