About twelve or thirteen years old…
Leif lowered her head and glanced at the little cloth pouch containing the dragon egg, then looked at Natiaveda again. She wondered what Natiaveda would have looked like at twelve or thirteen. She would probably have been a juvenile demonic dragon then. What would she have looked like?
Natiaveda handed the witch potion to Mai Ni.
“I don’t need this…”
“Goodness, I’m getting senile. I forgot,” Mai Ni said.
She tapped the top of her head with two fingers, then pulled the black cat into her arms and...
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