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14: Blood of a Dragon
Raavi actually thought she was going to die. It may have not been Flavia’s intention to spread such chaos upon her death. But it still happened, and it was unstoppable, spreading in the air, inhaled by every person in the area. It was only with the Dragons did the power was immune with. Even in her weakening strength, she was able to sense Caspian’s presence. She heard his footsteps before she felt the hands that pulled her from the ground. Her head hang in the air while he supported her upper body. The veil covering her face was pushed up, not entirely, just by her nose and only exposing her lips. Then, she felt something descended to them and it took her a moment to gather herself from her whirling thoughts to understand that they were lips—kissing and urging her to part her own. Weakly
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