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    single tear slipped out of his eye. It hit the still raw looking wound. She inhaled sharply, screwing her face up in pain. “I can feel the Dragon Nightshade being pummeled. I don’t feel so sleepy anymore. Tired, but not like I’ll drift away literally if I fall asleep.”
    “You’ll be fine now, Grania.” Blaze looked down lovingly at her. If he weren’t related to her by blood, Dylan would have been green with jealousy.
    “Thank you for coming, Blaze. I understand how significant of a decision that was, concerning the state of affairs right now,” she murmured, her voice constricting with emotional turmoil.
    “I couldn’t just let you die, Grania. You are family.”
    “Have you eaten in the last twenty-four hours? Maybe you should go down to the kitchen and grab a bite to eat before you go back to Dragonia," Grania suggested.
    “Non-conjured food—that sounds good to me. We dragon shifters really haven’t

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    gotten the knack of magically conjuring tasty food—though there is this one lass that can conjure delicious food.”
    Dylan snorted.
    “What happened to her?” Dylan asked.
    “She’s returned to the front. She says she can do more good there—but I miss her magical food.” Blaze sighed.
    Grania and Dylan exchanged a look. He knew what she was thinking—and she
    was right. He didn’t know who the witch was—but if she conjured tasty magical food—
    there was a good chance she was a witch warrior operative, endowed with the ability to shape shift into a dragon. As long as no one captured her and did a telepathic probe or tested her DNA, she would be undetectable.
    “How handy.” He started at the dry sound of Grania’s voice.
    “Come again, Grania?” Blaze asked.
    “Never mind. I was just thinking … it’s so telling about the straits we are in—if we’re mastering magic food conjuring, our side is in its most desperate hours.”
    “It can’t be helped. Our food manufacturing facilities have fallen to the rebels, and most of our crops have been burned. We have no choice—it is magic food—or no food at all.”
    “Starvation for our once noble kind. My father is insane. He has lost his way—
    there is no way of stopping him—save for using Dylan’s spell.”
    “An unfinished spell.” He yawned despite himself.
    “A sleepy wizard doesn’t make a good spell maker—get some sleep, man.” Blaze
    walked past him toward the door. “Good to see that you’ve made this doorway
    invulnerable to the transportation fire.”
    “The entire cottage is outfitted with such enchantments.” Grania smiled, rolled over and closed her eyes. “I’m going to sleep now.”
    “And I’m going to eat.” Blaze walked out of the bedroom, heading toward the
    kitchen.
    “Well, since no one cares about me ....”
    “I care.” Her strong voice startled him, while at the same time soothing him. He liked hearing her so full of life—he’d been so frightened for her before. “You can stay with me and keep the bed warm.”
    “Why, Grania, I think you’re falling in love with me.”
    “Just go to sleep, wizard.”
    “That’s easy for you to say.” He grunted.

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Chapter Seven
    She awoke the next morning with her back curled into him. His arms were wrapped around her. Blinking, she tried to adjust her eyes to the glaring sunlight. She usually didn’t rise this early, but something was telling her to wake up.
    “Dylan?”
    He mumbled something and tightened his hold around her. She clenched her
    teeth together. Was Blaze still here? Reaching out with her mind, she felt him sleeping in an exhausted slumber. She didn’t have the heart to wake Dylan.
    Slowly, she slipped out of his embrace. Standing up, she felt her hair. It had tumbled out of the towel during the night, and fortunately for her, it wasn’t tangled into a rat’s nest. Walking over to her dressing table, she reached for her brush, and started