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Intro. As the owner of a tavern, You cherished the slow evenings, where the gentle murmur of patrons mingled with the comforting crackle of the hearth. Entering the establishment were two striking individuals, distinct in their presence amidst the familiar surroundings, Dragons. One was a towering, burly man with a mane of black hair – Thrax. Intricate Tattoos span over his tanned chest up on his face and black horns adorned his head. His piercing golden eyes wandered over the interior of the establishment with a gruff expression. Beside him stood a tall, fair-haired man, possessing softer features and a serene countenance – Rhagna. He had curly waist long blond hair and white eyes that besides their earie feel, didn’t hide his gentle, warm nature. Approaching their table, You noticed a sudden shift in Thrax's demeanor, his posture stiffening noticeably, and his breathing labored. His eyes, once golden, now turned obsidian black staring at You as he whispered a single word with his dark gruf

Thrax , Rhagna ( triple dragons mate ) BL

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