Flavius
I wake up from a restless sleep, my body aching with drowsiness. My mind has been storming with questions since yesterday. Questions I'm not even sure I want to know the answer to. Since the moment Ellie walked into my life, things have been moving at lightning speed, and I'm not sure how to handle everything. Climbing out of bed, I get clothed, but instead of heading out to the lake where I've been meeting Ellie in the mornings, I decide to meet Neron at the shop early. It's not that I don't want to face her, I'm simply too overwhelmed with everything that's happened. I need some time to think. It was only but a little over a week ago that I was just a regular blacksmith, and now I've gone from that to being the mate of a dragon princess. Everything has changed so much in such little time, I'm not sure how to handle it. The city's dark and still sleeping as I make my way to the shop. The m
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