She Stole My Thoughts, So I Made Her Pray at a Dragon Pact
The night before Liora Bell claimed she could speak to beasts, I dreamed of my own death. I was Asterfell Academy`s top beast-speech interpreter, trained to translate the voices of dragons, griffins, and shadow wolves. In the dream, Liora stole my position as chief interpreter, took every honor from the royal dragon pact ceremony, and left me to clean the griffin stables. Everyone called her a genius. They called me jealous, useless, unwilling to give newcomers a chance.
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