“Next time let’s do the count from the battlements.” He wiped sweat from his forehead, leaving a streak of black behind. Tobin scrubbed it away. “I agree. It’s a furnace in here. That was probably the most chaos I’ve seen since my sons grew up. But the dragons are beautiful, aren’t they?” “Don’t tell me you’ve finally come round to my way of thinking about them!” “I don’t appreciate losing our stock to them, no. But they’re wonderful creatures. Besides, you always pay for what they gobble down.” “I pay inflated prices,” he accused, following her out of the room. The heavy door swung shut
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