Ancalagon: The Last Pure Dragon
Ancalagon’s, however, was masterful, dominating, possessive, and yet, still gentle and warm.
“Who is she?” I ask before I can stop myself.
“Who?” he asks, looking back at me.
“Your girlfriend,” I ask, knowing that I shouldn’t care. But for some reason, I do. I really do care.
“I told you, I don’t have a girlfriend,” he says.
“Right. Then, let’s call her the girl that you take flying and…,” I say. Why can’t I let it go? I should just shut my mouth.
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