King Ronen's PovI should be laughing at the sounds of her screams as the soldiers whip her. Her makeup washed away after one of our angry servants hurled hot water at her face. Now she looks like a wailing troll with a bloody face and broken teeth. The silver chain attached tightly to her neck prevents her from shifting.She has lost all of her grace and everyone is laughing. But I am too afraid of what she will reveal that I am unable to take pleasure in watching her pay for her lies and wickedness. "I . . . will confess! Please make them stop!" she pleads as the soldiers kick and slap her repeatedly. I wonder what her father would say if he were here now. He demanded a massive tribute knowing that his daughter cannot control rogue dragons. I would hang her in his face."We are not done watching. And I do not think you're ready to confess the actual truth," Tiras states in a frigid tone. We allowed servants and guests into the room to watch her punishment since she values grace
Angel Tiras's Pov"How did your witch manage to get Ira's father inside of our kingdom?" I question.A day ago I wouldn't have cared. But now I have realized that our lack of concern has cost us everything. "My father's spies . . . are everywhere," our wicked queen answers. "We should cut her head off and send it to her father," Adon suggests.I want her dead too. Because that's the only way I can feel satisfied that we have hurt her enough. Her family and whoever that witch is has been hunting down our mate's gifted family for decades. They have killed both of her parents and drained their blood just so they can control dragons for a limited amount of time. We have done things in pursuit of power but not even us can relate to such greed and evil. I doubt that King Ademon has spies everywhere. Only loyal servants can be spies. And Ademon prefers slaves. He only has enough men to chase after our mates family wherever they run. "I agree. But her beheading should be an opportunity t
Angel Ronen's Pov"Your majesties, my name is Linda Rothnia, a skilled doctor. I have come to help in the search of your former human mate and your gorgeous assistant, Lior," the young woman says.Lior's last name is Rothnia and it's not a common name. So why would a woman with his last name be offering us help in finding him? "Are you Lior's sister or wife?" I ask even though I know well that our assistant is not married."I have great hope that Lior will marry me some day. So I have taken his last name in advance," she answers.I should be surprised by her answer. But her's isn't the most insane thing I have heard today. I wonder if our mate will love us just as much some day."So how do you intend to help us?" I ask."I know everything about Lior. I know all he likes and all his close and distant friends. I know where he is going and where he will stop on the way," she answers. She really should be his wife. She already knows more than a mate could. "Why are you here if you love
IRA'S POV I do not get time to pick up my bag as Lior pulls me towards the door. "We shouldn't have rested before getting to the border," he mutters in an anxious voice as we rush out of the house. He assured me that no one would find us here or know the path we took. So why are we running like thieves this early? I am afraid that we will starve on the way since he left our bag of food and I will never find my father.We burst through the wooden door and I immediately corride with a hard chest dressed in silk. I lose my footing and start to fall backwards. Someone catches me and pulls me back to my feet. I look up and my entire body freezes. Angel Adon?!I am beyond appalled. Yet it's hard to miss how elegantly his hair is styled or the conspicuous shirt that he wears. It is missing a shoulder. "Hello dear. . . . we have been looking -" I jump back and away from his grasp. That's when I notice that we are surrounded by their soldiers. And his brother, Ronen, is right beside him
Ira's PovI would not want them to hang Lior because I refused to go back with them. He saved my life once. Even offered to be executed in my place. I understand that he was certain that his refined masters would want to keep their loyal assistant so they would spare him. But now they would love to kill him. And I am sure they will do it anyway, regardless of what I choose. I cannot understand how they can just call him a traitor. Because he knew better than to let them know that it was I who commanded the dragons? He knew what they would have done to me. He is the kindest of men, not a traitor."Neither I nor Lior has committed a crime against you or this kingdom. Not one that isn't a false accusation anyway. If you kill Lior your soldiers will always question why you hanged their favourite commander when they all knew that he was loyal to you and a good man," I say."You will definitely make the wisest of queens without putting any effort," King Adon proudly commends like none of w
Ira's Pov"If I were as perfect as a daydream,Would you love me alone?Because I know men's hearts,They're always on a hunt for something new.So if I were a flawless queen,If I had a voice like summer rain,Would I be enough for you all days?If I had all the good virtues,Would your loyalty last for eternity?"I practice the song in a low tone as the carriage with a dozen more singers nears the great palace of our kingdom, Lordland. The sight of the imposing castle steals my breath. It is the home of the angel kings, the most flawless of beings. Lordsland is the only kingdom that is ruled by the race of angels, born after a weyr of rogue dragons attacked the kingdom and killed nearly all humans that did not have the protection of werewolves. The triplets angel kings, Tiras, Ronen and Aitan, are the mightiest of all beings. People also say they are the most stunning creatures to ever walk the earth. But I think their castle is most stunning. Because what could be more beautiful t
Ira's PovI wake up in the middle of the night, unable to sleep. We were brought to rest in the servant quarters just like the proud official of the angel kings promised, but the place isn't bad at all, not for poor commoners like me at least. The beds are soft and the covers clean, too bad I cannot stop thinking about my missing father and actually fall asleep. I am not tired enough to overcome mt endless fears. So I step out of the bed. Everyone around me is sound asleep. I quietly make my way towards one of the wide windows. I draw the blue curtain just a little to stare at the night sky. But something else catches my eye. A stunning figure of a tall angel with long, braided hair and his massive, golden wings spread out, stands on one of the colourful flower gardens outside the main palace. What a sight to wake up to. I marvel at his beautiful face while his eyes gaze up at the night sky. His body is muscular and his skin smooth as silk. His square jaws look like they were cut
Angel Ronen's Pov"Cold air couldn't calm your nerves? What was bothering your sensitive soul this time?" Tiras asks as I walk back into our imperial chambers. He is the only other person awake at this hour as Aitan is deep asleep by his side. I have always had a strong sixth sense, which means I get an awful gut feeling when something is happening and we are unaware of it. Sometimes it's awful enough to wake me up in the middle of the night. But this time I found the cause of my discomfort, and it's beyond appalling. "I just met our mate outside. She is the worst form of shame that has ever befallen us," I inform in a sad tone. "What?!" Aitan exclaims despite having pretended to be deeply asleep. "You heard me. She is not just a useless commoner but a weak human as well," I tell. "That's ridiculous. It was probably a bad dream. How can a human commoner have gotten inside the walls of our palace?" Aitan says dismissively. "She is one of the singers that came to compete for the c
Ira's PovI would not want them to hang Lior because I refused to go back with them. He saved my life once. Even offered to be executed in my place. I understand that he was certain that his refined masters would want to keep their loyal assistant so they would spare him. But now they would love to kill him. And I am sure they will do it anyway, regardless of what I choose. I cannot understand how they can just call him a traitor. Because he knew better than to let them know that it was I who commanded the dragons? He knew what they would have done to me. He is the kindest of men, not a traitor."Neither I nor Lior has committed a crime against you or this kingdom. Not one that isn't a false accusation anyway. If you kill Lior your soldiers will always question why you hanged their favourite commander when they all knew that he was loyal to you and a good man," I say."You will definitely make the wisest of queens without putting any effort," King Adon proudly commends like none of w
IRA'S POV I do not get time to pick up my bag as Lior pulls me towards the door. "We shouldn't have rested before getting to the border," he mutters in an anxious voice as we rush out of the house. He assured me that no one would find us here or know the path we took. So why are we running like thieves this early? I am afraid that we will starve on the way since he left our bag of food and I will never find my father.We burst through the wooden door and I immediately corride with a hard chest dressed in silk. I lose my footing and start to fall backwards. Someone catches me and pulls me back to my feet. I look up and my entire body freezes. Angel Adon?!I am beyond appalled. Yet it's hard to miss how elegantly his hair is styled or the conspicuous shirt that he wears. It is missing a shoulder. "Hello dear. . . . we have been looking -" I jump back and away from his grasp. That's when I notice that we are surrounded by their soldiers. And his brother, Ronen, is right beside him
Angel Ronen's Pov"Your majesties, my name is Linda Rothnia, a skilled doctor. I have come to help in the search of your former human mate and your gorgeous assistant, Lior," the young woman says.Lior's last name is Rothnia and it's not a common name. So why would a woman with his last name be offering us help in finding him? "Are you Lior's sister or wife?" I ask even though I know well that our assistant is not married."I have great hope that Lior will marry me some day. So I have taken his last name in advance," she answers.I should be surprised by her answer. But her's isn't the most insane thing I have heard today. I wonder if our mate will love us just as much some day."So how do you intend to help us?" I ask."I know everything about Lior. I know all he likes and all his close and distant friends. I know where he is going and where he will stop on the way," she answers. She really should be his wife. She already knows more than a mate could. "Why are you here if you love
Angel Tiras's Pov"How did your witch manage to get Ira's father inside of our kingdom?" I question.A day ago I wouldn't have cared. But now I have realized that our lack of concern has cost us everything. "My father's spies . . . are everywhere," our wicked queen answers. "We should cut her head off and send it to her father," Adon suggests.I want her dead too. Because that's the only way I can feel satisfied that we have hurt her enough. Her family and whoever that witch is has been hunting down our mate's gifted family for decades. They have killed both of her parents and drained their blood just so they can control dragons for a limited amount of time. We have done things in pursuit of power but not even us can relate to such greed and evil. I doubt that King Ademon has spies everywhere. Only loyal servants can be spies. And Ademon prefers slaves. He only has enough men to chase after our mates family wherever they run. "I agree. But her beheading should be an opportunity t
King Ronen's PovI should be laughing at the sounds of her screams as the soldiers whip her. Her makeup washed away after one of our angry servants hurled hot water at her face. Now she looks like a wailing troll with a bloody face and broken teeth. The silver chain attached tightly to her neck prevents her from shifting.She has lost all of her grace and everyone is laughing. But I am too afraid of what she will reveal that I am unable to take pleasure in watching her pay for her lies and wickedness. "I . . . will confess! Please make them stop!" she pleads as the soldiers kick and slap her repeatedly. I wonder what her father would say if he were here now. He demanded a massive tribute knowing that his daughter cannot control rogue dragons. I would hang her in his face."We are not done watching. And I do not think you're ready to confess the actual truth," Tiras states in a frigid tone. We allowed servants and guests into the room to watch her punishment since she values grace
Angel Adon's PovWe did not just pay a fortune for an ugly girl, but a pretentious, shameless liar as well. What was she thinking? That the rogue dragons would never attack again? It's embarassing to know that we fell for every one of her tricks, including rejecting and humiliating our human mate in a hall full of guests. She was a useless human, but I would not have done it if I wasn't convinced that our Queen could control dragons.If I were to choose between the two now I would prefer a feisty, wise human than a pretentious, ugly princess. Andria's lies made us feel on top of the world, but we are now worse than ever before. I should have known from the moment I noticed her unexpected desire to marry us. Then after the marriage she made every effort to be admired for other things apart from her gift of controlling dragons. Which she knew she didn't have. "If she does not have the power to control dragons, why did they leave at her command last time," Ronen asks. "She said that i
King Tiras's PovThe dragons breath out fire, lighting up some structures of the palace. Helpless servants run for their lives, some screaming for our help.Our queen continues sobbing like a child. It doesn't make sense. She was so proud of her ability to control the dragons last time the dragons attacked. So how comes she is acting this way now? Unless she did actually lie. She seemed to panic when we told her about our plan to turn dragons into our formidable army last night. She tried to discourage us because she knew she cannot control them. So who controlled them that day?Adon blinds two of the dragons with his illusions and they crash against the palace's tallest towers. The people that were inside fall with the rubble and get crashed by the weight of the dragons. We have to fight them with our powers just like before. Luckily they are not that many today. But their behaviour appears strange. It's the first time they are attacking our palace and not any other place. They se
Angel Adon's PovOur naked queen runs her fingers through my hair as we make love for the third time in the night. She is determined to prove that she can satisfy us sexually despite her ugliness. I will always accept her as long as she wears makeup when sleeping with me. No that we would let her go even if she didn't try so hard to please us. She has a gift that otherwise females can only dream of possessing. We have enjoyed a week of our honeymoon. I will be suggesting that we extend it for more than just two weeks. Our assistant is after all back to his senses and is capable of handling matters for a few more weeks.He doesn't speak about the human, but he has tried to be a good assistant to our queen as well. He has even tried to build a little friendship and learn a few things about our Queen's royal family and how she gained the power to control dragons. A thing she refused to reveal.She moans loudly as our love making comes to a breathtaking climax and our bodies tremble wit
Ira's PovI wait impatiently as Lior takes a seat and grabs his cup of tea before revealing more about what he found out about my father. "I baked a cake. Just like your mother used to," Linda excitedly tells, flashing the most seductive smile. Couldn't she wait for him to say something about my father? It's not like her cake is going bad if not eaten within the next few seconds. But . . . perhaps it will go bad. Because she put a million ingredients in hope of making it the best he has ever tasted. "Can we have it for breakfast?" Lior asks and disappointment takes over Linda's face."No. It will grow cold. It's good that you eat it with this delicious stew," she says and hurries to get the cake before he can argue.Of only I got a mate who is just as obsessed with me as she is with him. I would be feeling like a queen. Because having someone that honesty desires your company and approval is the definition of true love. It doesn't always get reciprocated though. "I would prefer t