“The dragons could be a distraction,” I said. “Maybe they want us focused here while they infiltrate House Pride.” Wrath folded his arms across his chest. “Did he ever inquire about the summit?” “No. You think he’s planning something of his own?” Wrath shrugged. “He hasn’t been growing slumber root to relax in the garden after work.” An idea formed at that. Slumber root was a flower that was powerful enough to knock a demon prince out cold, so it should act the same on a dragon. Perhaps it was time to get some plants for my healers to work with. Rumors had been circulating for some time that
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