Novel & Cerita Dragon Prince Star Elves

Tarathiel and his father, King Almon, brought their entire elvish troupe here to fight against me. Fear slides through me like ice in my blood. This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. It’s supposed to be one rider against a dragon. One rider who is deserving, IF he’s deserving of claiming a dragon. It’s not supposed to be an entire elvish troupe fighting against the dragon so one of them can claim me.

“Today we let the blood of our enemy paint these lands! A reminder to all those to come! Today! We free My Queen! The Queen of Dragons! The Drækaari who carries your future king! For a better future!” The roar that follows my words is deafening, one that makes the ground rumble, and at my signal the airborne elves unleash their arrows. Arrows that no wind can defy. The power of the elves should never be looked down upon, for the race was as old as the beginning of time itself and with their first move, the war has begun.

How am I supposed to sort this out without a war breaking out? That was just part of the problem. The main problems were financial bankruptcy and the looming war. Elves weren't the only things they captured. They captured fairies, pure spirits, vampires, and a single dragon. You'll think that it's just a dragon but it was the last child of the dragon king that was thought to be dead. I'm not sure what Alpha Springfield's goal was but he sure left a huge mess. Cooper groaned and dropped his face in his palms. "This is more serious than I thought,"

Hedard walked and climbed down the stairs towards the cave. “I am Prince Glam of the Ashenvale kingdom. Welcome, maester.” The prince said. “It is an honor, my prince.” “It seems like taking these stairs could be difficult.” He looked at the staircase. The Prince walked outside the big door and looked up. He closed his eyes for a bit. I think he is calling something. Maester Kael thought. A loud screech was heard above and the faerie dragon appeared and flew towards the prince. “Come,” Prince Gram said as a big wind came when the dragon landed. He walked towards the dragon. “Hello, Mareen.” The head of the dragon lowered towards the Prince and he placed his hand to pat the dragon’s head.

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

he tipped his chin to the b lue dragon that was drinking from the spring. Minerva looked at the whole place with astonishment in her eyes before looking back to him. " Are you a Prince?" Her next question came.

This child was sensible. He was easy on me during pregnancy and birth. It felt like a miracle. When I saw the soft, red bundle, I thought I was dreaming. Elio hadn't stopped smiling since the moment our child was born. He'd wandered half his life, never imagining a family. Now his wish was granted. Word of the dragon heir spread through the clan. This time, it was a true royal, red as tradition demanded. The Dragon King beamed, finally making peace with Elio.

My shock must have shown on my face because his lips twitched like he was trying not to smile. The fae and fairies were notoriously proud races. Most barely tolerated the other kingdoms. Dragons were territorial to the point of brutality. They hated dealing with the faes. Yet here stood a fae holding a position of authority inside the private fortress of the realm’s most feared Dragon Prince. I recovered quickly before I embarrassed myself further. “It is a pleasure to meet you,” I replied politely. Aeris bowed his head gracefully. “You as well, Princess.” Then he stepped aside. “If you would follow me, I'll take you to your chambers.”

Konn left the room unsatisfied, and Gray was waiting outside for him. When I opened my eyes, I left the room and walked down the hall until I saw Konn talking to Gray. It was clear to me that my third eye was seeing into the present properly again. I didn’t even have to try very much. All I had to do was think of Konn. I went back to the classroom before Konn could spot me. Lexus stared at me when I walked in then went back to his lesson. “Elf kingdoms now allows all kinds of creatures within its borders. It’s all thanks to a South Elven Queen who married a Dragon shifter which made him King. Dragon shifter blood still runs in the southern elf kingdoms royalty.” I liked learning about the hi

I try not to stare, but my eyes are drawn to them as if pulled by a force greater than nature. At the head of their group is an exceptionally striking drake. His hair is as black as a raven’s wing, braided in multiple ropes, each one ornamented with flecks of glowing blue gems and ribbons that seem to be living plants…Starfire jasmine twisted itself in moving cords to create a living diadem of flowers. Like all of his people, he is exceptionally tall, with sharply carved cheekbones and ears coming to a long, fine point. He turns his head and as his eyes capture mine I realize that he knows I have been staring. He tips his head towards me, his eyes dancing in amusement as a close-lipped smir