Все главы Reclaiming My Beloved Dragon Prince: Глава 51 - Глава 60

[Ona]"Good Morning, Viscountess."Where am I?I open my eyes in a room that feels both strange and familiar. My mind is expecting to see large cushions and a burning fire. Instead, I see long rays of daylight streaming through sheer curtains on tall windows that look out into a sunlit garden of roses and lavender, lilac and jasmine.The room is fine, elegant, draped in silks, and crafted of gleaming hardwoods polished to a shine. The servant who just spoke, a human, is standing near the door of the room in a uniform of some sort, holding a delicate silver bell.The last words of the Elf King are still ringing in my ears. He gave me very specific instructions and warnings.First, I may be a bit disoriented when I arrive, look for something familiar, think of something familiar, to connect you to the real world so that you don't get lost in the mind fog.Second, it is in the nature of the dream state to force me to conform to the shape of the universe within. In this world, I am little

[Primus] Everyone knows dragons are only make-believe. So why is my sister making us chase one? She invites us to dine with her in the grand hall and we are treated to finely cooked venison and the best wine from the valley. She waits until we are well and goodly sated before she goes over the details of her plan. "You will need to travel the entire perimeter of my land of course, and then move inward towards Pinnacle Mountain where the most reports of sightings have occurred." She leans forward. "I know it will be inconvenient for you, adding another week or two to your stay. I am indebted to you both for looking into this matter," she smiles appreciatively. Ana seems very sincere. But when she looks away, there is a flash of mischief in her eyes that reminds me of our childhood together. She often got a similar look on her face right before she tried to do something that would get me into trouble with our father and half of the kitchen staff. Once dinner is cleared, we spend th

[Eleanora] I never thought I'd be reduced to this. The first noble house that took us in was generous enough, but it soon proved to be their folly when within a week their home was reduced to rubble. A human slave having recognized us for who we are reported to the local rebellion leader and we watched in terror as a sun pattern was burned into their fields only to spread to their home and livestock. The dragons made it out okay. We are still not sure how many humans, cattle, or other beasts remain. The second house to take us in faced a similar fate, only their master was also killed, their neck sliced in the night much like Prince Primus had suffered. The humans responsible killed themselves before we could question them. After that, nobody else would take us in. None of the other royal houses wanted anything to do with a queen who brought fire and chaos in her wake. The Queen of Luxandra can demand hospitality from any house in the kingdom, but with our numbers diminished, witho

[Kora] I need to tell Orion the truth before it comes and finds me. He has a right to know as my mate, my husband, and the father of my children. The only way I'll be truly purged of my previous transgressions is to come clean so that we can move forward. But how do I go about crushing his joy? "Orion," we are sitting together having an evening meal watching the ocean sleep for the evening, the bioluminescent swimming along the ocean floor as we watch, protected, behind tempered glass. "Kora," his smile is so pure and sweet when he looks my way, his eyes sparkling with love and devotion. "What is it? You look worried. Are the babies...? "Our clutch is fine," I reassure him, placing an absent mind on my midsection, still flat at this very early age. "They are settling in nicely. I'm sure that in a week or so you'll begin to see my body change and..." "I can't wait," standing he walks to me, stalking me like prey, a familiar heat in his gaze as he grabs me roughly by the hips. "Do

[Kora]Aethos is everything that a good Kraken King should be. He is handsome, strong, and incredibly arrogant. He is so convinced of his superior understanding of the world that any implication that he must be mistaken about anything is not permitted.I would hate to be a servant in his court."Greetings, Brother," I smile falsely as I walk towards him, bowing deeply with a flourish into my most formal curtsey. Anything less would be considered insubordinate, even from someone who is known as being a little bit off. Insanity will only save you for so long in the Kraken court.When he eventually releases me from my bow, I ask as calmly as I can about the nature of his visit.His eye twitches as he looks down at me. He doesn't speak, but instead turns to his servant to do the speaking for him, as if the words of someone as elevated as himself cannot be spoken in front of someone with such poor breeding."Your brother, His Royal Majesty Prince Aethos Majere, is here to inspect your palac