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The expensive stretchy riding suit and cute feathered hat looked amazing on her, and Siena knew it very well. Lifting her chin majestically, the count’s daughter gave me an appraising look and continued, coming closer:

– I overheard a conversation between the rector and curator Laeri quite by accident. If you don’t manage to ride the dragon today, then tomorrow you pack your things and go to your… uh… what is it called… the outback from which you crawled out?..

Eh, if she knew the name of this «backwoods», she would not say so!

Your song is sung, Wilt, Siena mimicked in her mind. Maybe sung, but I saddled the dragon!

Okay, okay, not saddled, you can even say that they saddled me… oh, no. That sounds completely wrong! But what can you do?

After that ill-fated conversation, we went to practice, we were given route sheets and a pendant with a laorte – a naturally grayish stone, the final color of which determined the success of the practice. But here’s the problem! My portal arch turned out to be faulty and threw me out not just anywhere, but in the mountains of the Eternal Ridge, in the territory of Drakmar – the lands of intelligent dragons! To be more precise, on the lands of the Lord of Darkness.