First Dragon: Blood Ties
his eyes were now pleading.
Taken aback, I did not know what to say. My perfect brother and his perfect wife. Lady Nasrin. Pure blood Elf princess from my mother’s tribe. Always perfect, with her golden skin, plump lips, dark eyes, perfect hair, perfect looks, incredible in every way, always polite, smiling, strong, proper - the perfect Elf, the perfect daughter. Nobody was surprised by their wedding, it all seemed pre-arranged. Rare times I saw them, I could feel the obvious connection they shared, yet it all seemed very transactional and somehow unreal and too “perfect” to me.
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