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“Daniel or Eroch. Pick one. No one is going alone anywhere until we figure out who set that trap downstairs.” Isaac grumbled and shrugged. “Feel like going to my appointment?” he asked Daniel, who sat up and gave a tiny cheer. He didn’t feel like getting kicked out of the doctor’s office for a misbehaving dragon. When bored, the dragon was more destructive than a legion of toddlers.
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Mastering the Flames (The Beacon Hill Sorcerer, #4)
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