Dragon King's Son In Law Novels & Stories

Freddy spoke again after seeing Duendera a little confused. "Who you really are ... You are the son of king Drieshan Keshin and queen Drieshan Vorina." Freddy's serious face said he said. Kei who was next to him was a little surprised to hear from Freddy. Duendera smiled knowing that the king's son was still alive and in front of her now, Kei should have asked her to call him by the name of the golden lord. Shima and grandmother gu's calmly listened.

His eyes locked on mine so intensely that a delightful shudder ran through my body. "The wish is to meet the promised bride and only marry her if he believes she is the one for him. It's the Dragon King's wish." "So the Son follows the Dragon King's command," I said, intrigued. "Yes, the son did as his father requested of him and uncovered the location of the promised bride. When the son meets the promised bride, he immediately falls in love with her." "Does that make her a dragon?" I inquired, curiosity piqued. "I haven't figured that part out yet, but I can say she is someone special and a strong woman who complements him and stands strong against all odds," Drake said with pride.

Draco. Rodrik was always diligent in his work. For centuries, he had been Abbator's soulgazer, ordained with the gift of reaching out to the god of bond to know the people he had paired. Draco knew it was Rodrik who helped his mother, Solane, and his father, Cormac, realize they were fated mates. Draco winced at the thought of his father, King Cormac, who in history was now recognized as the Butcher but was once adored by Draco.

"I will do my utmost, Your Majesty." King Theron laughed heartily. "Good! I will wait for your good news." I sighed softly. Examine the healthy one. Ignore the sick one. I would wait and see where their pure golden dragon came from. The King left. Lysander and I turned to go, but Drakon blocked our path. "You truly thought bringing a healer here would embarrass me?" he sneered. "Seraphina, you are as despicable as ever." I smiled calmly. The Crown Prince of the dragon realm cannot father children. Is that not a joke?

The Dragon of Discreet yelled as the lair shook massively. “Dracsora!” A Drake near the Dragon King yelled back at him. “You may be the direct half brother to the Dragon King but that doesn’t give you the privilege to yell the Dragon King's name in disrespect! Mind your tone.” The Dragon of Discreet furrowed his brows at the Drake.

I asked him. “King Hunter Draxlar, King of the Dragons of Draxlar. If you are correct, then that is Clayton Draxlar, my son and the Prince of the Dragons,” he said, looking back at Beast, who now wasn’t growling as much, but still looked menacing. I tried to link them, but I got nowhere. “Please help him to calm down,” I requested. “He doesn’t need help calming down. You can do that for him. What he wants is my acceptance,” he said.

“The question is, what will happen if you refuse to do as I say?” The king was silent for a moment. “I have never met with the dragons, and to my knowledge, neither did any of my predecessors. I guess we could gain by earning an alliance with such powerful supernatural beings. May I ask what your agenda in all this is?” “That is no concern to you. Do you have a son?” “No I do not have an heir as of yet.” “You do now.” “What do you mean?”

Hunter said and everyone froze in the hall. The King stared at him shocked. "You want a strong Alpha to be your son-in-law right? I'll be the one." Hunter seemed so calm as he offered himself on a platter, an offer too good for the King to resist. And just like that, the King was grinning with joy because something impossible happened to him as he stared at Draken. Telling him with his eyes that he got a better candidate than Draken and Draken only scoffed at the wretched old man.

Every word bit into my flesh as he continued to tell his terrible story. "Let me tell you a little bit about your father. Obviously you know now that he was what we called the King of the Dragons. A god amongst us if you will. Blood Dragons are well known for their blood magic and it's a powerful one at that. If he so much as wanted to, he could explode a mountain with just a snap of his fingers." Drake snapped his fingers to make a point. "He was revered as the greatest Dragon. He was compassionate, but also extremely stubborn." He gave me a pointed look before continuing.

Evidently, he has no knowledge of what his Duke has been doing lately. “Then let us make a deal to stop this hullabaloo between my master dragon and your Duke. Your Duke has been consistently pestering the Village of my son Dareon, the Thregonad Village. Lately, your Duke attacked the village and killed many Thregonad people and worst kidnapped the First Princess of the Kingdom of Gold Valley, who happened to be the wife of my son, Dareon.” The Dragon Lord stated with calmness yet firmness in his voice.