Se connecter❤️ The King Draevon Created (2) ❤️ "That seems like a absolute waste to me," Draevon said softly, looking out into the trees. "You are still very young. You still have plenty of years ahead of you. Why throw your life away right now?" Malgron let out a short laugh. It was a bitter, broken sound that hurt his throat. "Because I am nothing," Malgron spat out, tears running down his nose. "Because I am weak and useless. Because every single person in my family hates my guts. Because I have no future at all. I have nothing left in this world to live for." Draevon slowly turned his head to look at him. His pale eyes were completely still and unreadable in the moonlight. "Who told you all that garbage?" he asked gently. "Everyone," Malgron wept. "My whole family." "They are completely wrong," Draevon said. Malgron stared at him, his brow furrowing in confusion. "How could they possibly be wrong? They are my blood family. My own parents and brothers. They know me better than anyone e
❤️ The King Draevon Created ❤️A Few Days Later…It was night time and the small house was completely quiet.The open hearth fire had burned down to a pile of soft glowing embers. The three women had gone to sleep hours ago, huddled together under thin wool blankets in the single bed in the far corner of the room. Their breathing was quiet and even, their exhausted faces calm and peaceful in the dark.Draevon was outside in the dark, he had gone out for a long walk, as he often did late at night. He liked the cool night air in fact he just liked the quiet solitude.Malgron sat all alone in the dark corner of the room.He had been silently watching everything for days now. Ever since they first arrived in this wretched corner of the Forged Kingdom. Ever since Draevon had spotted those three women cornered in the alley and decided to step in and play the brave savior. Malgron had paid close attention to the small details. He had watched the exact way Draevon looked down at Isolde. T
❤️ Become Mine ❤️The forest was completely quiet as the sun was completely out now.It was a peaceful, isolated place. A hidden clearing far away from the noisy market lanes of the kingdom. A place where no royal watchmen or noble lords would ever find them.Draevon stood right in the center of the clearing, his pale colorless eyes fixed steadily on the three women standing before him. They were visibly nervous. He could see it in the way they shifted their weight back and forth on their boots, in the way their fingers twitched at their sides, and in the way their eyes darted anxiously from his face to the dark tree line and back again. He had led them straight from their house to this place."Today," he said, his voice calm, firm, and steady, "we begin your training."Vaeloria crossed her arms tightly over her chest. Her dark eyes were filled with heavy skepticism."Begin what?" she asked, her tone sharp. "We already told you the truth last night. We have no magic in our blood
❤️ Draevon’s Offer ❤️When they finally arrived at the house they were staying in it was night time and plus the house was small.It was barely more than a tiny shack house, built with rough, unpolished walls and a thin roof made of dried straw and scrap wood that leaked whenever heavy rain fell and the ground was not left out. In fact the entire place consisted of just one cramped room, containing a single small bed in the corner and a plain wooden table.But it was clean. It was warm inside. And it was filled with genuine care.The three women bustled around the tight space, busy preparing food, boiling tea, and doing everything they could to make their unexpected guests feel comfortable. They had very little to their name. Just a few scraps of wild vegetables, a small strip of dried salted meat, and a handful of green herbs picked from the tiny patch of dirt outside the back door. But whatever little they owned, they offered it up completely without hesitation.Elara moved aro
❤️ The Khyrador (2) ❤️FLASHBACK:They walked in silence.The three women led the way through the winding, filthy streets of the lower district. Their footsteps were quick and uneven against the ground, their bodies still shaking from the violent encounter in the alley. They kept their heads pulled down low, their eyes glued strictly to the ground, doing their best to avoid the cold stares of the few people they passed along the road.Draevon and Malgron followed close behind them.Malgron's sharp green eyes darted nervously from side to side, watching every dark shadow and doorway. His hand rested firmly on the hilt of the long dagger at his belt. He did not trust this miserable place. He did not trust these strange women. Truth be told, he did not trust anyone in this kingdom at all.Draevon, on the other hand, walked with a calm, steady stride. His pale, colorless eyes moved across the crumbling buildings, broken wooden carts, and empty market stalls without showing much inter
❤️ The Khyrador ❤️FLASHBACK:The alley was completely silent now.The three women had not moved a single muscle. They stood frozen against the wall, their eyes wide with shock, their hearts hammering violently in their chests, their minds struggling to make sense of what had just happened right in front of them. They had seen death in the Outskirts before. They had lived through plenty of brutal street fights in the Outskirts. But they had never witnessed anything like this. They had never seen a single man move with such terrifying speed. They had never seen anyone tear through high born lords with their bare hands.The tall man with the pale, colorless eyes turned and walked slowly toward them. His footsteps were steady and deliberate on the damp stone, his pale knuckles still dripping with blood. He stopped just a few paces away and looked down at them with a calm, quiet expression that was surprisingly gentle compared to the monster he had just been seconds ago."Are you thre
Chapter 1️⃣ Three (3) Years Later: Khyrador Palace Throne Room: Two men were kneeling on the ground, shaking with fear as they stared at the man seated on the throne. But he wasn't sitting normally. Oh no. He was upside down, his feet touching where his head was supposed to be while his head, w
*********************🔥🔥Prologue 🔥🔥~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The first time he kissed her, it was with blood on his mouth, but it was not his but her blood.Her back was pressed against the wall of the war tent, lips split from battle, body slick with the sweat of a dozen kills. She'd slaughtered his gua
Chapter 5️⃣ ❤️ Two Monsters ❤️ Ironblood Kingdom: King Malgron sat on his throne, looking every bit the immortal tyrant he was. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was maybe in his late twenties or early thirties at most. Handsome in that sharp, dangerous way that said "I could kill you a
Chapter 3️⃣ ❤️ Violence and Food ❤️She turned to the boy, ready to just walk away, but he was still staring at her with wide eyes. Not scared eyes though, but impressed eyes. "That was amazing!" he breathed. "You moved so fast I didn't even see it! And the way you just BAM and his head went fly







