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Nerai tells him the hatchling pressed its fin to her hand and answered her song. Ortham's frown softens. 'A dragon that bonds is worth ten that don't,' he mutters. He grabs the chalk, walks to the pool, and wipes the white cross off its flank.
But the dawn bell rings before the ink is dry. The other breed-masters arrive to carry out the culling and demand the runt. Ortham steps in front of the pool. 'This one's claimed,' he says. 'Anyone wants it drowned can argue with me.' No one does.
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