Todos los capítulos de The Tattooed Queen: Claimed By The Mad King: Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

❤️ They Were All Her Pawns (2) ❤️​Malgron stood right in front of Isolde, his green eyes fixed intently on her face. He was patiently waiting for her to break the silence. Waiting for her to tell him what the next step of their plan would be. Waiting for her to give him some kind of sign, any small word at all, that would reassure him that he was still a valued partner in her vision.​But she simply did not speak to him at all, it was as if she was in a world of her own.​And inside her mind, her ruthless plot continued to unfold piece by piece.​Elara and Vaeloria had already marched up to the palace earlier today.​That had been the crucial first step in her master plan. Those two gullible sisters had walked straight through the throne room without hesitation and stood directly before the High Lord. They had eagerly spilled all what they know about Draevon into his ears including the terrifying magical abilities he possessed. They warned him about what this unknown Khyrador of a p

❤️ The Feast of Betrayal ❤️FLASHBACK:​The grand hall was fully lit up tonight. Torches burned bright from every iron holder on the walls. Long tables were packed with food. There were whole roasted pigs, fresh hot bread, and large jugs filled to the brim with sweet wine.​Up in the balcony, hidden musicians played slow, beautiful music that drifted through the room. High-born nobles moved around in their fine costly clothes, laughing, gossiping, and drinking without a care in the world.​It was King Thorne's birthday feast, and he had invited everyone who mattered.​At the far end of the hall, Thorne sat high up on his massive throne. His silver hair shone under the firelight. He looked proud and satisfied, just like a ruler who had everything he ever wanted. But if anyone looked closely enough into his eyes, they would see that they were completely empty and lifeless.​Nobody noticed. They were all too busy drinking his expensive wine, eating his food, and shouting his name in pra

❤️ Draevon Unleashed (2) ❤️FLASHBACK:His body began to change.His transformation was totally different from the others. It was slower, smoother, and packed with way more power. His skin turned into hard silver plates. His bones cracked like thunder as his body grew bigger and bigger. His face stretched out into a long dragon snout with rows of knife like teeth. Massive silver wings unfolded from his back, scraping against the tall walls.He had turned into a giant silver dragon.He was so huge that his body that his tail whipped around, smashing a stone pillar into dust. When he opened his mouth and let out a roar, the whole palace shook down to its foundations.He was the leader of the Forged for a reason. He was the strongest beast in the whole kingdom.And he threw his whole weight right at Draevon.The brawl between Draevon and Thorne was pure destruction.Thorne swung his giant claws with crazy force, ripping up the floor like it was wet mud. His tail slammed through the air,

❤️ His Revelation ❤️FLASHBACK:​Scene: The Grand Hall. Behind the Throne.​Isolde kept herself low, hiding right behind the shattered pieces of the throne. Her long silver hair fell around her shoulders and her pale blue eyes stayed wide open, staring straight at the ruined hall ahead. She had watched every single second of the brutal fight. She had seen Draevon rip through the Forged warriors as if they were made of straw. She had watched him snap Thorne's mind and crush him anyway. She had seen him toss Elara and Vaeloria aside, and she had watched him fling Malgron across the flagstones like a broken doll.​He had won. Every single enemy was down.​Deep down, a cold wave of terror gripped her chest. But she refused to show it on her face. She possessed too much pride for that. She was far too stubborn and convinced of her own brilliance. Everything had been planned out step by step. Every person had been pushed into the right spot. She had held the reins from the very start. This

❤️ Elara's Unexpected Offer ❤️FLASHBACK:​Isolde dropped hard onto her knees, grabbing her stomach with both hands. Her face turned chalk white. Her long silver hair was glued to her forehead with cold sweat. Her pale blue eyes went wide with sudden pain and terror. Her entire body shook from head to toe.​"The baby," she gasped, her voice barely holding together. "The baby is coming right now."​Draevon looked down at her with a flat expression. He looked completely unimpressed. He did not move a single step. He did not rush to her side or try to catch her. He showed zero sign of worry.​"You are joking," he said.​Isolde let out a loud scream. It was a raw and wild sound that bounced off the broken stone walls of the hall. She doubled over completely, pressing her palms hard against her belly while her breath came in short and ragged gasps.​Draevon kept watching her. His face did not change at all. He still refused to believe her. She had played tricks this whole time. Why would