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I was eating the corn porridge as I felt two arms slip around my neck hugging me tightly, it was Frances. I turned around looking at him, he planted a kiss upon my lips. Frances was being so sweet and tender towards me this whole trip, I had never seen this side of him before and I didn't want it to change when we went back to the castle.

We sat together by the fire, Frances ate his porridge and we discussed how we would observe the dragons. The elder chief came over to Frances and I. The chief was notiably wise; he told us that one of the men from the tribe would help by bringing Frances out into the field so we could get closer to the dragons without harm coming our way.

Frances would be able to see where the Erix's armored men had been seen around the dragons however I would be going with a woman named Eshnia. 

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