Cedric smelled the aroma of sweet cider.
The fragrance emanating from Flynn behind him always brought his mind back to that drunken night.
His tail started to itch, then the roots of his teeth, and the tingling itch extended all the way to the innermost parts of his body, or rather the innermost parts of his soul.
Cedric felt that something was wrong all over his body.
The wound on his back was obviously emitting high heat and swelling due to the corrosion of the stinger. Flynn's fingers looked soft and cold in contrast, but Cedric felt that Flynn's fingers were lighting fire on his body.
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