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I felt sick. Fear, mixed with something like freedom but too dangerous to be real. I had never stepped foot outside of our iced barriers, and now... I would be surrounded by civilians from every realm.
“You will always be my warmth, Severyn. Save our land.”
Death crept toward me one final time, and I mistook his bones for beauty.
Archer was beautiful in a way I wanted to hate every cell in his body.
“Will you accept our bond, a promise to protect Verdonia, to give your life to me and our connection, and I will give you my protection, my soul?”
Archer reached for my arm, twisting my palm to stare at the swirl of flame. “We must bond too, but we’ll do that when neither is covered in blood. Enigma bonding can be draining. Rider bonding can be deadly and… personal.” “Bridger mentioned rider bonds were forbidden,” I said. “There are three types of bonds, and I don’t care to explain them. You can manage your own research.”
His voice was low. “The same way you saved Myla. You possess a forbidden quell, meaning if anyone finds out your dragon is Naraic, they will wonder how a dead dragon rose from the grave.”
