Dragon on Top
Page 48

 G.A. Aiken

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“Off to the ale,” she muttered.
“And leaving us alone.”
“Aye. That they have.” She pressed her forehead against her mate’s. “Gods, I’ve missed you, peacemaker. Those bloody cold nights fighting those damn Lightnings. And all I wanted was to get home to you.”
“You are, Ghleanna. You are home. And I’ve never been happier.”