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Thirty Seven

Author: Vivian Sage
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-13 23:20:32

Kahlan’s POV

By the time I got to my next class, my head was still spinning from Ramsey’s little “lesson.” I’d spent the whole morning replaying the moment Soren swooped in to save me—his hand gripping my waist, the look in his eyes right before we landed.

I didn’t know what it meant, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to.

So I threw myself into the one thing that could distract me—learning.

History of Dragon kind.

Most students hated the class because it meant long lectures and even longer scrolls to copy, but today’s topic caught my attention. Professor Lorian was pacing at the front of the room, chalk in hand, excitement practically glowing off him.

“Today,” he began, “we discuss the legacy of the lost dragons—those whose riders perished, leaving their bond unfulfilled.”

My focus sharpened instantly.

Lost dragons.

Vermithor.

I leaned forward as the professor continued, his voice smooth and deep. “Some of these dragons have never been seen again. They retreat to the mountains or the sea,
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    Kahlan’s POVI woke up to the faint sound of steady breathing beside me. For a second, I froze, blinking at the unfamiliar ceiling before the memories of last night came rushing back. Soren.He was asleep, lying on his side, one arm tucked under the pillow, the other resting near where my head had been. His hair fell into his face, and for once, he looked peaceful—like all the fire and fury he carried around during the day had finally burned out.A smile tugged at my lips as I sat up slowly, careful not to wake him. I didn’t even remember falling asleep here. He must’ve carried me to his room after I dozed off. That thought alone made my stomach twist in a way that was both strange and wonderful.“You’re ridiculous,” I whispered under my breath, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear.Still smiling, I slipped out of bed and tiptoed across the room, gathering my things. The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, and the world outside the window was painted in soft shades of gold and grey.

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