The Dragon Court
She stood there, a bit awkwardly.
"Would you like to have a seat?" He motioned, pointing to the stump opposite him. She glanced back at the cabin, its darkened windows suggesting Caleb had retired for the night. After brief hesitation, she took a seat.
Her hair remained in a braid, and its tail cascaded lazily over her shoulder. The dancing flames cast a warm glow on her figure, highlighting the simple yet functional attire she wore. She was clad in a white tunic that, despite its worn appearance, was notably free of blood. Around her waist, a belt cinched her curves, its leather was weathered but sturdy. What caught his attention most, however, was the hilt of a short dagger that peeked ove
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