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Dragon are in mist forest

Martina's POV

Ten days later,in the morning. Treatment camp of Bliaviroth borders.

A bright sunshine on my face woke me up, rubbing my eyes. I noticed myself sleeping on the cosy bed. I panicked as I got up and saw the familiar place.

Oh yeah I was confronting King Alexander Volkov. Did I manage to kill him? I don't remember how my head hurts. I somehow managed to get off the bed but was thrown back by some nurses.

" Your majesty, you should not get exposed to the cold. The winds of borders are harsh," one of the nurses said as she covers me up in fur. I looked at the fur,it was of white fox's fur, I wonder where the hell they got this expensive,rare type of wool.

" Lord Loren got this for you from yesterday's night market, your majesty."

" Yesterday...?"

" Yes. After clearing all the dead bodies and burying them. The knights and commanders went to a night market in the nearby village to buy warm clothes for the cold weather," the nurses replied.

I fluttered my eyelashes in bewil
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