Chapter 952

Frank saw no harm in making the trip.

He did not have anything else on his plate at the moment. All he was doing was waiting for Ciaran Zobel to make contact, and she would not be doing so anytime soon.

Most importantly... Frank could hear the quiet footsteps shuffling toward his room.

Naturally, it was none other than Kat.

And with Helen staying in the next room at the moment, what else could happen if Helen caught them?

Pausing for a moment, Frank then leapt to his feet, teasing Abel, "You know you'll need to pay a consultation fee if you ask me to make a trip like that, Mr. Loggins." "No problem!" Abel assured him-he was more concerned that Frank would say no.

Frank's abilities as a healer profound, but Abel had

many favors like Abel had would upset them

he still would not

important-Abel really

Abel had imagined, which reminded Abel of a certain line he read in a traditional Draconian medicine text: May the bottles on the shelf gather dust, lest there be maladies left in

lot grander than necessary, and felt a pang of guilt

testament to our kind, and yet he willingly remains anonymous. I, on the other hand, would flaunt my shallow knowledge of traditional Draconian medicine so readily, even

Kat opened the door and strode into Frank's room, but he was

she ran up to the window and found Frank

sped off at top speed, leaving Kat stamping her

choice but

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