NYSERA stepped out from within the numerous scantily dressed servants, and her gaze locked on that of the Werewolf king.He was nothing like she had imagined. He looked dangerously powerful, but not in a brutish way. She had seen a couple of men with dark red hair, but only a few of them managed to perfectly balance that kind of beauty and their masculinity. Oh, he was pleasant to the eyes. Very pleasant. "Your Majesty," Merakkai's voice sounded, cutting through her thoughts. "I present to you, my sister, Princess Nysera. DragonBorn, and first of her name."The place fell silent, as they waited for Draekon's response. "Nysera..." he finally whispered, her name sounding so regal on his lips, accompanied by a courteous smile."Lovely to meet you, Your Majesty." Nysera bowed. Gradually, her fate to marry this Alpha king began to seem less horrifying. "The pleasure is mine."After that, Merakkai took Draekon's attention and engaged in conversations with him and his company, while Ny
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