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As they sat by a stream, miles from the dragon and even further from the expectations of the court, Julian leaned his head on Silas’s shoulder. The armor was gone, the "quest" was a mess, and Julian’s hair was full of soot.

"It’s a dragon, Julian," Silas deadpanned, hauling the Prince backward by his cape. "They aren’t known for their cooling mist." Asi Que Esto Es Un Felices Para F T Lukens ...

"I’ve had years of practice," Silas said, reaching out to tuck a stray, soot-stained hair behind Julian’s ear. "I think I can handle a lifetime of it." As they sat by a stream, miles from

After a series of chaotic mishaps—involving a magical lute that only played sea shanties and a very confused forest sprite—they didn’t kill the dragon. They gave it Julian’s shiny, useless breastplate to use as a mirror, and the beast let them pass. "They aren’t known for their cooling mist