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Draco hung on as the dragon took him to her nest. To his amazement, he saw the gathered treasures. Different kinds of gems and golden ornaments. He was certain that he wouldn’t be able to carry it alone. It was too heavy for him. He sat on the rocky ground of the mountain cave as the dragon watched over him and her hatchling.
He was in deep thought. The dragon, obviously, was treating him like her own baby. If he was to return to the kingdom, he must escape from her den. But how? He felt her nudge on his shoulder. The dragon offered him some meat from a dead animal. He gulped. How was he supposed to tell her that he couldn’t eat raw meat?
“Uh...I.. I think I have my own food, big guy.” He stammered. To his relief, the enormous beast didn’t seem to mind when he took some of t
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