His Mate: The Dragon King
He was covered in golden scales up to his neck, and his eyes were glowing a fiery golden light.
Alaric closed his eyes and, bringing his hands to his mouth, he blew a ball of light into his palms. The more he blew into it, the bigger the light ball, and soon, it got so big that it exploded, raining tiny balls of light. Alaric opened his eyes and, waving his hands, he controlled the tiny balls and carefully gathered them into the ice sculptures. He watched as the sculptures absorbed the light balls, the light flowing to their chest and brightening it, glowing inside them. Moving his hand, Alaric controlled the fire he had spat from his dragon, and soon, it was like a wave of watery fire, flow
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