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scattered across them.
    “This is our room?” she asked, looking up at the vaulted ceiling.
    “Yes, I want you here. That way I can be sure you’re safe,” he said. “I’m going to go make some calls to the Dragon Elders so I can find out exactly how angry they are about the Cedar Park incident.” The council of Dragon Elders was made up of half fire and half ice dragons, she knew, to ensure fair treatment of both sects.
    The servants brought in her suitcases, which she insisted on unpacking herself, hanging her clothing in Orion’s closet, which was the size of a small apartment and which had racks and racks of hand-tailored suits.
    Orion had floor-to-ceiling bookcases stocked with everything from classics to modern bestsellers. She grabbed an Agatha Christie mystery and settled down into a massive overstuffed chair. A few minutes later, she heard a rustling sound and the squeaking of floorboards.
    “I can hear you, you know,” she said without looking up.
    A young girl, maybe ten or eleven, came out from behind the tapestry where she’d been hiding. She was skinny and had light brown hair plaited in two French braids, and wore jeans with frilly fringes on the hems.
    She put her hands on her skinny hips and scowled at Cadence. “Your dad killed my uncle and stole our silver mine. You’re our enemy,” the girl informed her.
    “True,” Cadence said with a nod, still reading. “You should probably run along before I freeze you into a dragon pop.”
    The girl’s eyes widened with alarm. “You can do that?”
    Cadence channeled her inner dragon and looked up with a fierce glower. “Do you want to find out the hard way?”
    The girl stood there and considered for a while. “Okay,” she said finally. “Show me. What flavor will I be?”
    Okay, so apparently Cadence’s inner dragon was not very scary.
    Cadence let out an exasperated breath. She turned and glanced at a flickering candle on a small table next to her chair. She took a deep breath and blew at it. The candle froze, coated with ice crystals.
    “Oh, can you make me a snowball?” the girl said eagerly.
    “Probably not,” Cadence admitted.
    “Are you sure? I bet you can!”
    The girl looked so hopeful that she closed her eyes, concentrated hard, visualized a snowball and blew into her cupped hands.
    She looked down. There was a tiny little snowball the size of a marble there.
    The girl peered into her hands.
    “That’s not too bad,” she said politely. “It’s not the worst snowball I’ve ever seen. I think.” She considered for a moment. “It’s probably a hailstone. It looks hard; I could throw it at my brother’s head.”
    “Why?”
    “He burned his homework this morning and then blamed it on me. And he says he can fly higher than me and he’s a liar.”
    “I’m starting to like you,” Cadence admitted.
    “Phoebe!” Orion’s voice boomed and made her jump. He stalked into the room and stood there scowling at the little girl.
    “It’s fine,” Cadence assured him. “I’m not busy. She’s keeping me entertained.”
    “Yes, I’m keeping her entertained,” Phoebe echoed anxiously.
    “Are you supposed to be here, or are you supposed to be in class?” He arched one perfect eyebrow and fixed her with a red-eyed glare.
    “But she needs me to keep her entertained… Yes, Dominus.” She pouted and slunk out of the room with a woebegone look.
    “Don’t fall for it,” Orion said.
    “She’s very good. If I saw her alone on a street corner, I’d adopt her and give her cookies,” Cadence said. Then she tossed the snow marble into the trash. “In case you’re ever hoping that I could blizzard on command…not gonna happen.”
    “You could probably make a mean frozen margarita, though.” He settled into a chair next to her.
    “Hmmm. Using my powers for good. That’s not a bad idea, you know,” she mused.
    “I’m more than just a pretty face,” he said. “So, I’ve found out who sent the kidnappers. Gorman