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I didn’t care what anyone said: she was my princess, and no one could take her from me. Not barbarians, not Lohren, not the Council of Dragons, and certainly not some snot-nosed brat wearing borrowed armor and waving his father’s sword. My wings beat the air faster and faster, leaving the boy choking on a cloud of dust and ash as my princess and I rose above the ground, heading for the Western Mountain and home.