Bron rested his forehead gently against Zaron’s. He took his left hand and placed it on Zaron’s heart and moved Zaron’s left hand to cover his. His right hand reached for Zaron’s forehead. “Concentrate, if you visualize the locks opening, with a key I provide, they will be gone.”
::What about the implant?::
::I’ll take care of it right away. Now concentrate, my Dragon, so both of us can be free of these emotional chains.::
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