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“Draven,” Keiron gasped sharply. “Stay still.”
“What?” Draven glanced up, surprised and alarmed.
“There’s a snake. Just by your hand. Stay still and…. Draven, no.”
To his absolute horror, Draven held out his hand to the snake, which raised itself into the air, tasting him with its flicking tongue. Apparently satisfied, the snake slid over Draven’s hand, and began to curl itself around his arm.