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Elora blanched, straightening her shoulders like any experienced diplomat facing uncertain negotiations.

“I don’t know what I’m doing here, Ma. I need all the help I can get.”

She nodded. “I’ll just, uhm, go and prepare myself,” she said, turning to go.

Before she went, Jori caught her shoulder again and wrapped his arms around her. “I love you, Ma.”

She wrapped her arms around him tightly, sagging into his arms, “I’ve missed you so hard.” She breathed, sniffling.

“He’ll be here soon.” Jori cleared her tears with his thumbs and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

Once she reached the door, Jori reached for Kymri’s hand.

“This bond you said we have?”

She looked up into his face, uncertainty stilled his features.

“What does it mean?”

“It means, we have a bond that will last the rest of our lives. We are only for each other.”

“Is there ever a choice?”

Her heart stopped. She stepped away from him. “There is always a choice. But we will always be connected.”

Was he going to step into the king’s shoes and proposition the queen? She hadn’t thought him ambitious, but then, his world had completely changed in a very short time.

She looked at him, trying to read his thoughts. Was Jori about to ask her to step into the role of consort with their child in her belly?

“I’ve been on my own for most of my life,” he said. “Don’t like being told what to do, or how to live. Never wanted to be tied down to any one place or person. I wanted the freedom to fly at will.”

“I-I see,” she whispered. So this was it. It was for the best. The queen would never have allowed him to live on the island. He was too much of a threat. She supposed, even more so now.

“I’ve lived my entire life to protect my queen and my people,” she said.

“And things change.”

“That won’t. Not ever.”

He nodded. “Maybe we can help each other.”

Her brow shot up, “How so?”

“It seems I’ve got a mountain full of disillusioned dragons that need to be educated—me included—on proper dragon relations.”

“You think I can be a teacher?”

Jori shrugged, “I thought maybe Mom would help teach them, and you could help keep them in line.”

“A warden.”

“Something like that. Whatever you want, if you will stay with me.”

Her chest froze.

Stay?

“If I have to be king, then I’ll need a queen and an heir. I think you fit the profile. If you want it.”

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