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Aylin looks at the creature with furrowed brows, but it’s not like she can oppose a powerful mythical creature, so she just grumbles something under her breath. The little group packs everything together fast, before they get going, accompanied by a few warriors and Cù Sìth.

Once they are gone, Flinn turns to us. “Isn’t Cù Sìth something like the Harbinger of Death?” he asks us.

“I think so,” Endellion says.

“Awesome,” Flinn says with fake enthusiasm.

“We should wrap everything up as well,” Endellion says. “Before she left, Cailleach had roamed the building for survivors, but we still have some more things we need to do. We need to burn the bodies of the fallen enemies, and make sure our allies can return safely as well.”

As if on cue, Favian appears next to us. He looks incredibly pale. “You should leave for your lands,” I say softly. “Elio and the other dragons are waiting for you. Thank you, for your help.”

“Thank you, Princess,” Favian says quietly.

“We will hold a banquet soon,” Endellion says. “And I hope you will visit us for it, King Favian. You didn’t have a chance yet to meet my family-” He turns his head to smile at Flinn. “Aside from my brother here, of course. But, we would like for them to meet the new dragon king.”

Favian smiles. “I would certainly love to.” He reaches out his hand, and Endellion shakes it firmly. “May this be a long friendship.”

Endellion nods. “To a long friendship.”

Once everyone goes back to work to gather everything to make sure we can return, Flinn turns towards Tynan. “Okay, Ty, what exactly was that before?”

Tynan’s face turns bright red. “I… I don’t know…”

“Just so we are clear, you spend days panicking, you risk your life, you fear you might not see him again, and then he is in front of you, and you just chicken out?” Flinn asks mercilessly.

“Flinn,” Endellion starts.

“No, he needs to hear it,” Flinn huffs. “Shayan did things that are beyond our imagination, and I would be surprised if this doesn’t earn him a high rank now. But, the truth is, it was incredibly close for him to lose his life, as well. He could have made a step in the wrong direction any time, and it would have meant his death. Fuck, Ty, he isn’t a wolf. Unlike Royan, he wouldn’t be able to heal. So, I’m asking once more: What’s your problem?”

Tynan looks pale, a hint of sadness in his eyes. “It’s because of all of that,” he confesses. “Because he is amazing, and so much smarter and stronger than I am. Doesn’t he deserve more?”

“No,” Endellion says. “Flinn is right. Get your head out of your ass. You have a mate. Can you truly look into the mirror again, if you let that chance pass? My mate is blessed by an actual goddess… by two, actually, and has powers far beyond my reach. She is more amazing than I can ever be.”

“What?” I ask. “But you are amazing, too! I don’t see it that way.”

“I know,” he says with a smile. “And, I know General Shayan won’t see it that way, either.”

“What do you truly want, Tynan?” Flinn asks. “If you could ask for anything now, what would it be?”

“Oh fuck,” Tynan blurts out. “I just want to be with him.”

“Then, what are you doing here?” Endellion asks sharply. “Grab your things and make sure you hurry after them.”

Tynan’s eyes light up a bit. “Thank you, my princes,” he blurts out.

Without further ado, he shuffles away. Flinn lets out a dramatic sigh. “Ah, they grow up so fast. I wasn’t too mean, was I?”

“No,” Endellion says. “It was what he needed to hear.”

Flinn shakes his head. “Poor Royan, though.”

“Yes,” Endellion says quietly. “To imagine his mate turned out to be a traitor… and then died for him.

Let alone his broken body, let’s hope he still has some will to live.”

“I think we should help the warriors,” I sigh slightly. “I want to make sure we don’t spend another day here.”

“You are right,” Endellion agrees. “Let’s hurry up.”