My little Dragon Queen
An interlocking series of chains and leather, in a set of three: one smaller, one much, much larger, and one even larger than that one.
For himself, and Orion and Perseus.
Surprised, Alcina looks back up at Percy and finds the Duke shrugging. “The one you have now is terrible,” he mutters. “It was slipshod work, done with whatever metals I could strip away from the bedroom we were staying in.”
Percy pauses. “The palace maids will likely have to refurnish the room, or may think that a thief has broken in,” he says, and Alcina coughs a startled laugh.
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