look however old they want, and ghouls assume the age of their last meal, so I’m guessing dragons don’t look their age either.”

“I am two hundred and fourteen years old.”

“Calendar years?”

“As opposed to what?”

“I don’t know, dog years?”

He laughed at that. A vibrant, deep sound that had me smile in response.

“Yes, two hundred and fourteen calendar years. I was born near the turn of the nineteenth century.”

Balls.  

I mentally prepped for sixty, eighty years at the most. Not two centuries plus. Forget old enough to be my dad, Lachlan was old enough to be my granddad with several greats in front.

“For the record, that is relatively young for a dragon.”...

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