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The tension inside the throne room had become so thick and suffocating it felt as though the air itself could be carved apart.Zade stood unarmed in the center of the hall.His chest rose and fell in ragged breaths from exhaustion and adrenaline. Melted snow and dried blood clung to his dark hair. His eyes still burned with that unnatural, dragon blood awakened golden fire, yet his sword, the shadowsteel blade shrouded in black smoke, lay obediently upon the frEiraThe tension inside the throne room had become so thick and suffocating it felt as though the air itself could be carved apart.Zade stood unarmed in the center of the hall.His chest rose and fell in ragged breaths from exhaustion and adrenaline. Melted snow and dried blood clung to his dark hair. His eyes still burned with that unnatural, dragon blood awakened golden fire, yet his sword, the shadowsteel blade shrouded in black smoke, lay obediently upon the freezing stone floor.Kaelen slowly and silently descended the steps of his ice-carved throne.His movements were graceful, almost predatory, his black cloak gliding behind him like a living shadow. With every step, the temperature in the chamber seemed to fall.Yet as he approached us…Something else happened.Zade’s mere presence began melting the frost.Although the prince didn’t move a single muscle, such an overwhelming wave of possessive
ZadeThe Fortress of No Man’s Land was no ordinary structure. It was a dark, living wound carved into the flesh of the mountain peaks. As Lucius and I crossed the moat beneath the main gate, the air changed. The cold was no longer our only enemy. Magic seeped from the stone walls themselves, heavy, suffocating, and haunting.“This doesn’t feel like a guarded fortress,” Lucius remarked, gripping his twin swords tightly. “It feels more like a tomb.”“Then it’s about time we woke the dead,” I replied, driving a single kick into the rusted iron braces of the main gate.The gates burst open.No guards waited for us in the courtyard.Only the wind howled through the rows of stone pillars.The sight before me stole my breath.Noctis stood there, frozen solid, like an enormous black statue.Seeing my dragon, the other half of my soul, trapped so helplessly within the ice filled me with such fury that the black
EiraThe blinding explosion of greenish white light gradually faded, but the air inside the cave still crackled with the energy that had been unleashed.The ice that had covered the walls for millennia had melted into thick, steaming pools across the stone floor. The ancient runes no longer glowed with their pale blue light, as though the magic pulsing inside me had simply smothered them. I knelt in the slush, my chest rising and falling in painful, frantic breaths.Yet physical exhaustion was almost completely drowned out by the scorching, suffocating heat radiating from the deepest parts of my body.Zade’s words still echoed inside my skull, every syllable burning through my mind.“Let him feel your heat… the moment I find you, with that bastard’s blood still covering my hands, I’ll make you mine on that cursed stone floor…”My thighs pressed together involuntarily.Beneath my black leather armor, my skin burned. Cold
Zade The howling blizzard fell silent inside my head in a single deafening instant. My boots came to a halt in the knee-deep snow. Lucius was one step ahead of me, but his presence, the heavy breathing of the horses, even the exhaustion weighing down my own body ceased to exist. Until now, the bond, that invisible, unbreakable bridge connecting Eira and me, had carried only her pain, her fear, and the dark, pulsing desire burning within her. But now… Something else was there. A foreign presence. A cold, arrogant, icy touch slithered into my mind like a venomous serpent, coiling itself around the pure, heated energy radiating from Eira. A man. And he was with her. “Look at her, Prince…” the stranger whispered, his icy voice echoing directly inside my skull. I didn’t just hear his words. I felt his gaze. I felt that miserable bastard looking at Eira. W
EiraThe weight of the silence inside the cave was almost unbearable. After Kaelen left, the blue light radiating from the walls dimmed, as if the cave itself were breathing with me, sensing the turmoil raging inside my soul.I sat on the stone floor with my legs tucked beneath me. My body was still trembling, not only from the cold but from Zade drawing closer, something the pulsing bond made impossible to ignore. With every heartbeat, I felt the vibrations of the prince’s fury echoing through my chest. That anger was no longer distant. I no longer sensed it across another continent, but somewhere here, in the merciless wastelands of No Man’s Land.“He’s here,” my mind whispered, and with it came both terror and an irresistible, guilty longing.Movement stirred at the entrance of the cave.It wasn’t Kaelen.A young woman stepped inside, her face completely hidden beneath the hood of her cloak. She carried several leather pouches
ZadeThe borderlands of No Man’s Land were every bit as merciless as the legends claimed.The pine forests had long since given way to a kingdom of barren black cliffs and eternal snow, where the wind didn’t simply blow—it sliced through flesh like countless frozen blades.My warhorse had finally given out.Two miles earlier, it had collapsed to its knees in the snow, its lungs rasping desperately for the thin, icy air. I couldn’t bring myself to drive it any farther. I left it sheltered inside a narrow rock crevice with the last handful of grain I had left.From there, I continued on foot.Each step sank to my knees in untouched snow. My legs felt as though they were made of lead, yet the inferno burning inside me refused to let me stop for even a heartbeat.The bond inside my chest continued to pull with ruthless force.That distorted connection a few minutes ago had nearly driven me insane.When I le
Zade The crystal glass was cold in my hand, the deep red wine inside it still as a mountain lake. I stood beside the fireplace staring into the flames, but I did not see them. All I saw was that defiant pair of green eyes that had poisoned me with hatred barely an hour ago. "She has to lear
Eira The slam of the iron door was not just a sound. It felt as if the entire world had split in two and I had been left on the worse side. As the echo of Zade's footsteps slowly faded and disappeared, the silence settled on my shoulders like heavy black lead. I was alone. Alone with noth
Eira The silence in the room was not peaceful. It was suffocating. I listened to the prince's steady deep breathing from the massive bed across the room, and every beat of my heart told me the same thing. Run. Now or never. I waited. It felt like hours before I dared to move. Moonlight st
Eira The darkness was not friendly. It felt as if heavy weights pressed down on my chest while the walls moved closer inch by inch, ready to crush me completely. Then suddenly there was air. Cold, clean air filled my lungs, carrying the scent of mint and pine. My eyelids trembled. The







