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*Maximus POV* I crawl on the bed with Astrid and pull her in close, and my Dad covers us up. I allowed my dragon to move heat to Astrid, and her skin begins to regain colour. I easily change my dad move around the small room, and he moves a wall into place in front of the vent and door. He comes to sit next to us and reaches over to check Astrid. My dragon doesn’t like it, and my dad's dragon makes me. Dragon back off once he is finished checking Astrid. My dad moves away and smiles at us “so she will be ok. Astrid is tired. We need to find her clothes” I pull Astrid in closer to me and chuckle. “I’m not complaining that she doesn’t have them, Dad, but I know what you mean. Do you have clothes hidden here somewhere?” My dad gets up and heads down the back of the room and Mrs back with leg