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room.
    Low growls filled the air along with the sounds of
    snarls, screams, and the slam of bodies hitting each other
    reverberated throughout the room.
    "How is he doing?" Tor asked.
    "Not bad," Crillon answered in a distracted voice.
    "Ohh. That had to hurt."
    "Baroy, we need to protect my mate."
    "Yes we do."
    The power of the space dragon whipped through
    Tor so quickly his feet left the earth for a moment.
    Crillon grabbed Tor's arm to stabilize him once he
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    landed back on the ground. "Baroy?"
    Tor nodded. He couldn't speak as he assimilated the
    dragon's power. A prickling sensation crawled across his
    skin, and his flesh felt like it was too tight to hold in the
    surge of energy filling him. His vision snapped into focus,
    and he saw two enormous dragons fighting in the center of
    the room. The walls were ringed with onlookers, all of who
    appeared to be cheering for the king.
    Baroy's vision let him know that the green dragon
    was his lover and the red one was Lord Mell.
    Tor lifted his right hand and concentrated. A silvery
    ball formed above his palm. It grew rapidly, and when it
    was the size of his head, he flung it at the pair. The dragons
    flew in opposite directions.
    With sure measured steps, Tor stomped over to the
    red dragon lying stunned on the floor. He stopped by the
    creature's head.
    Baroy's ringing voice came out of Tor's mouth as he
    spoke. "I am Baroy, Master of the Sky, Guardian to Dragon
    Kind. I find you unworthy of your dragon spirit."
    Tor placed his right palm on the dragon's nose. A
    red glow spread from the contact until it completely
    covered the downed beast before reversing and flowing up
    into Tor's hand and vanishing.
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    The red dragon slowly shrunk until all that was left
    was a naked man shivering on the cold marble floor.
    "What did you do to him?" Naron asked, staring
    down at his adversary.
    "Baroy removed his essence. Space dragons are the
    only dragons that can control the spirit of the dragon. They
    are the original dragon from which all others are
    descended. Now he will always be just a man."
    "Wow. Space dragons don't mess around."
    "Not when our mate is attacked."
    "Can I get that mate part in writing?"
    "If you sign that mining agreement that got me here
    in the first place."
    "Anything you want, my mate. Anything at all."
    Naron smiled, and for the moment, Tor was able to enjoy
    the sight. "You're a very handsome man," he said.
    "You can see me?" Naron's smile went from bright
    to incandescent. "Your eyes. They're beautiful."
    "Unfortunately, it's temporary." Tor looked Naron
    over from his head to his toes, enjoying every naked bit in
    between.
    Sparrow appeared through the doors, carrying a
    robe. "Here you go, Your Highness." The servant bowed.
    "Crillon came and told me you might want something to
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    put on. I'll go and prepare a bath for you two," he said
    before leaving again.
    Tor sighed as the sleek beautiful skin vanished
    beneath the robe. It didn't matter though. His sight was
    already fading. Luckily, he'd be able to feel the man for
    many years to come, and frankly, if it came between a
    choice of touching or seeing the king, he'd take touching
    every time.
    "I don't believe I've had enough morning coffee,"
    Tor commented as his vision flashed to a comet shooting
    through the solar system and he lost the delicious sight of
    his naked mate. Naron took Tor's hand and wrapped it
    around his arm without saying a word.
    "I've never had any," Lord Gallywyn piped up.
    Where he'd been during the encounter Tor didn't know, and
    at that moment, he didn't really care.
    "Thank you," he sent mentally to the dragon.
    "You are all I have, my friend," Baroy answered. " I
    will look after you and your new mate until the end of your
    days."
    "Let's all get some coffee," Tor said.
    He was newly mated, they'd routed the enemy, and
    he really needed some caffeine. "Does this mean I get to
    keep my chef?"