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"I don’t know," Éibhear adht Daods with their damn centaur shit He hated them all, but he especially hated bloody Rhydderch Hael

"I know He can be a bit of a prat"

Éibhear sighed and looked to his left She stood there, tall and strong, brown of skin, ar He could tell because of what should be the mortal wound on her neck Her throat had been slashed fro Powerful Breathing

"It’s not his fault really He has so s on his mind My focus is very clear Always has been But he’s involved in sowith those who don’t truly appreciate hi to say cranky And you’re no better"

"Look, I don’t have time for--"

"Where the hells did you come from?" Aidan asked

And that’s when Éibhear realized that his friends could see her, too It was a relief to knoasn’t actually going insane

"I coood quality steel Battle ans and war makes up my soul"

"Uh" Uther leaned in "Are you sure you’re all right? You’ve got a bit ofuhwella scratch on your throat?"

She laughed "Aye A scratch Don’t worry This scratch will heal"

Needing to know, Éibhear asked, "Why can they--"

"As warriors, when you leave this life, you’ll corave;-runach come to me So I allow you to see oddess of war and death"

"I thought you’d be a She-dragon," Caswyn said "But I don’t think you are"

"That’s because I’m not"

"What do you want?" Éibhear asked, unable to keep the tiredness out of his voice