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Verloren hesitated, glancing back at where Avalon lay watching her idly from bed. She wanted to be with him...but she couldn't turn her sister's cousin away while he was like this,
"Avalon, could you please...busy yourself elsewhere? I need to speak to Calaethis,"
The dragon looked startled, but shrugged, slipping into a soft gray robe, he bowed to Verloren and exited, only glancing at Calaethis as he left. Verloren stood back to admit Calaethis and closed the door behind him. She lay a hand on his trembling shoulder, "What is wrong, Calaethis, are you ill?"
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