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— sound of his voice the last thing that drifted with her.
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— vision blurring, but she could still feel the comforting weight of eglantine’s flank against her, the steady presence of alec nearby. she heard his voice again, directed at the dragon now, a question laced with a plea for trust. “now, are you gonna trust me?” graciela’s world began to fade, the —
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— stopped for a moment. she heard the scrape of wood, a dragging sound, and then the rustle of rope. alec was busy again, his focus now turning to eglantine. a shiver, not entirely of pain, traced its way down graciela’s spine. she was falling deeper into unconsciousness, the edges of her —
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— she focused on the sound of his voice, a beacon in the swirling confusion. she felt him gently cleaning her wounds, the cool sting of the elixirs a temporary reprieve. he wasn’t a healer, that much she knew, but his determination was a palpable force.

then, a shift. the careful ministrations —
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— fiery presence was muted, a gentle warmth radiating outwards, acknowledging graciela’s distress. it was as if eglantine, too, was holding her breath, waiting for whatever came next.

alec’s words, a low murmur of reassurance, reached graciela through the haze of her pain. “just hold on,” he’d —
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— pulsed behind her eyes. she managed a wobbly smile, a silent plea for him not to fret over her, even as her body screamed its protests.

eglantine, her magnificent dragon, nudged graciela’s cheek again, a warm, comforting pressure that offered a different kind of solace. the dragon’s usual —
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graciela felt a tremor run through alec’s hands, though he tried to steady them. his breath hitched, a soft sound against the ragged ones she was struggling to draw. the tenderness of his touch, the way his fingers sifted through her sweaty hair, was a stark contrast to the fierce pain that still —
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— wracking her body, the dragon seemed to sense Graciela's need for comfort, her usual fire tempered into a soft, soothing heat.
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— touch so tender and careful. She wanted to tell him not to worry, that she was fine, but the words stuck in her throat. All she could manage was a weak, pained smile.

Eglantine snorted softly, her breath warm and damp against the witch's cheek. Despite the pain —
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Graciela managed a weak nod, the simple motion sending shooting pains through her head. Closing her eyes, she leaned heavily into Alec's comforting presence, the steady feel of his heart a lifeline amidst the chaos.

Her breath hitched as he gently brushed her hair back, his —
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— weakly, voice barely more than a whisper.

A pained hiss cut off his reassurance as her ribs shifted with her shallow breathing. Eglantine growled anxiously, smoke curling from her nostrils as she cradled her injured rider close.

"W-Wild.. dragon," Graciela managed to gasp out, each word —
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The world shifted dizzily around Graciela as Alec's words pierced through the haze of her consciousness. Blinking slowly, the battered witch managed to crack open her eyes, tears of relief springing forth at the sight of her best friend's worried face hovering over her. "A-Al..." she croaked —
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— Eglantine carefully lifted a talon, revealing Graciela's battered form to the wizard's gaze. The girl lay unmoving, her dress torn and bloodied, auburn hair matted with dirt and debris. Yet even in her broken state, an aura of fierce life still clung to her, a testament to the —
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The dragoness's wary snarl slowly quieted at Alec's words, her gemstone eyes searching his face as he knelt before her. Graciela could feel the shift in Eglantine's stance, the tension draining from the dragon's muscles as she recognized her rider's friend.

With a soft trill, —
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— The dragoness would allow no one to touch her precious burden, not even the male she trusted above all others.
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— approached. Eglantine's gemstone eyes fixed on the wizard, smoldering with barely contained aggression.

Beneath the dragoness, Graciela made no sound, her face pale and blood-flecked, yet Eglantine could sense her rider's heartbeat, weak yet steady. —
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— ailing girl beneath her.

When Graciela stirred slightly, a whimper escaping her, Eglantine's snarl turned to a worried trill. The dragoness nuzzled at her rider, breath hot against Graciela's neck.

A large, careful talon curled around the girl, shielding her from Alec's sight as he —
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— figure emerged from the trees.

The dragoness shifted slightly, shielding more of the girl's battered form with her own, wings twitching as if preparing to launch into the air at a moment's notice.

Alec's familiar scent washed over Eglantine, but she paid it no mind, focused solely on the —
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Graciela lay unmoving, pinned beneath Eglantine's bulk as the dragoness growled low in her throat. Deeply unconscious, Graciela's slender body was broken and bleeding, her breaths shallow and pained. Yet even now, Eglantine protected her rider, a fierce snarl rumbling up from her chest as a —
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— labored breaths. Graciela lay pinned beneath the dragoness's bulk, her legs crushed beneath the weight. She dimly realized the feral was gone, fled with a gash oozing down its flank.
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— whirlwind of shattering trees and flying dirt. Graciela's head snapped back against Eglantine's scales, stars bursting behind her eyes. She tasted blood on her tongue as pain lanced through her skull.

Then silence fell, broken only by the creak of settling wood and the rasp of Eglantine's —
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— rushing up to meet them.

Graciela squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for impact. But Eglantine curled protectively around her, shielding the girl with her body. The dragoness's wings wrapped tight, tucking Graciela against her breast as they slammed into the forest.

The world exploded in a —