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As they entered their big hovel, Dareon gently put his newly wedded wife on the bed; his body followed, lying on top of her, pinning her underneath him. Their eyes locked, each with a glitter of excitement.
When Dareon lowered down his lips to hers, Shelyca closed her eyes, thinking about nothing anymore except for the fact that she is now a Dragon Master’s wife, something that had never crossed her mind before.
As Dareon’s lips grazed her lips, Shelyca quivered beneath him. Automatically, her arms wrapped around his neck and she placed herself in that realm of complete surrender.
To Shelyca’s surprise, however, she suddenly felt swept and carried by his arms. When she opened her eyes she was greeted by the glaring sunlight outside of their hovel.
“Dareon, why are we here?” she aske
