Semua Bab The Dragon Warlord's Bride: Bab 41 - Bab 50

The quiet of the nesting chamber didn’t last.By the time she dressed and stepped into the corridor, the fortress was already humming with life. Torchlight flickered along blackstone walls, casting sharp shadows that twitched and whispered like watching eyes. Servants moved in brisk silence, heads l

She reached for the cool edge of a pillar as she passed it, steadying herself, breath hitching in her throat. A thousand eyes burned into her back. And still she walked.What just happened? she whispered in her mind. What am I becoming?Not a single soul dared follow her.And somewhere deep in her b

No one asked where Sera disappeared to during the daylight hours, and no one dared follow her. The garden became her sanctuary—half-ruin, half-haven—untouched by court politics and cloaked in sacred quiet. Here, the weight of the fortress could not reach her. Here, she was not a prize, a threat, or

Her fingers gripped his jaw as she kissed him hard, pouring every ounce of need into the connection.Her thoughts were a blur of ache and clarity. The bond pulsed at the base of her spine, not demanding—inviting. She could feel him trying to hide his need beneath the weight of control, burying the w

The morning after, sunlight streamed into the nest like warmth poured from a cup. Sera stirred in the crook of Rhazien’s arm, her body aching in places she hadn’t even known she could feel. She didn’t mind. The ache was a reminder—not of damage, but of devotion. Of everything he had given her, and e