Chapter 2
2 “Aeric, wake up.” Aeric’s eyes snapped open. Asher stood a couple feet away, shifting back and forth on his feet, full of restless energy. “What time is it?” Aeric asked. You would think part of the power and mystique of being a dragon would include not getting jet lagged when you make globe-trotting trips, but you’d be wrong. At the moment, all Aeric really wanted was to sleep for another two or three days, catch up on a few months’ worth of sleepless nights. “You’ve only been down for like six hours, but Mere Marie got a fix on Alice’s location and…” Asher continued, but Aeric lost the thread of the conversation as he rose and pulled on a shirt. Alice. Enough said. “Where is she?” Aeric asked as he laced up his boots, cutting off Asher’s story. “Pere Mal’s got a bolt-hole stashe
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