Sleeping Dragon Knock me off my feet

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The title doesn't mean much to Uleön, but it was probably a high position given the way wildfire carried herself. It would be wise to learn more about the culture if she wanted to climb up to a suitable spot for her work, so Uleön made a mental note to seek Thuringwhethil some time to ask the questions she needed answers to. But just like an apparition, the dark Heda appeared before Uleön could even ive an answer to the young flame. The crone blinks and turns her gaze to Thuringwhethil before shifting away again and bowing a little in greeting. Then she felt silent, for more pressing matters needed the monarch's attention.

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