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She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and pain as the smell of burned flesh filled the air. I pulled her close until our faces were inches apart. "Let me make my place very clear to you," I said, my voice deathly quiet. "Well since you know how dangerous I can be, let me introduce myself. I am the Dragon Queen. This is my palace. Thorne is my mate. You are nothing. A bitch from the past who has overstayed her welcome. If you ever cross my path again, if you ever speak to me again, you will get more than a burned neck. Do you understand?"

I laughed, tickling him even more relentlessly. "Stop it, Lea!" Drex shouted, squirming in my hands. "Stop! He belongs to me!" Suddenly, Princess Kiora lunged forward and scooped Drex into her arms. "Princess Kiora?" I stood up, bewildered by her sudden possessiveness. "Drex is my pet!" Kiora declared firmly. I shook my head slowly, suppressing a giggle. "He’s not the animal you think he is, Princess. He’s a man. A Lycan."

They laughed and walked away to go talk. Saphira walked to a table with drinks on it, took one, then turned to walk away when a scent hit her so hard, she stiffened and tried to find the source. She looked around but couldn't find anyone. She finally chalked it up to her imagination and turned to walk away but ran straight into a wall. When she looked up, she realized it wasn't a wall, but the most incredible man she had ever seen. He reached to touch her face, and she leaned into his touch. The sparks were enough to make her forget her manners completely until she heard the deepest voice she had ever heard, "My beautiful mate. Might I know your name and where you are from?" Saphira looked i

Wait, is that true? "Just kidding," said the prince out of the blue, his voice warm and gentle, and sat back down without saying anything else about him. Danger alert. The other prince shot up from his seat and contrary to his twin, he didn't bother to put up a smile. "Guren Cairox Samudra, eighteen years old. A prince from the Kingdom of Malecoy—who is older between me and Lazul is none of your business—a member of Sierpenti and the second ranker of this year." He plopped down his spot and shifted his two-colored eyes on me, then gave me a grin so bright and wide.

I would rather prefer an element of surprise on Qin". "I have brought him here. The good fortune of Qin. The dragon who fought the creature a year ago, as I related to you. He is the dragon prinn'" Elizabeth cuts in. "Am well informed, Esei. He is a stunning-looking young man. prince Eragon steps forward" Eragon felt irritated about the formalities. He works looking at the queen with intimating gleams in his eyes".

He would have killed that girl then and there, but he need the name of the poison which she used on that sword to paralyze Irina. The Raven Prince is the most powerful and feared among all the dragon clans. No one has the potential to stop him or go against him. He is just twenty-five, but dragons who are more experienced than him are all scared of him. No one can win over him. His word is a law and no one would dare to go against it. But for the first time, a slave is living even after being at the receiving end of his wrath. "Did you find anything about who she is and where she came from?" Cadmus asked the chief commander of his army.

the man muttered. Dressed entirely in black and not even bothering to cover his face, the skinny and sneaky-looking man was Eren Kirstein. After blowing in the powder, he let out a lewd chuckle and mumbled, "Holtrien's supreme leader? The Dragon Prince of the Lloyd family? Ha! I'll have you lying obediently on the ground, at my mercy."

~~~~~~ Hybrid. That word hadn’t left my head since this afternoon. Soren was a hybrid—born of both wolf and dragon rider. Stronger. Sharper. And one day, he’d take his father’s seat. No wonder everyone treated him like he was carved from stone and dipped in gold. He wasn’t just popular; he was everyone’s favorite. My fork scraped against the plate. “You’re stabbing your food,” Freya said, pulling me back to the present. “I know,” I muttered.

The King’s voice was roaring in madness. “I love Princess Shelyca Father and no one has the right to wed her but me!” The Duke’s voice roared too. “You have just mistakenly banged your head on the wall Simon for you have just stolen the wife of the son of the Dragon Lord! Dareon is the master dragon, the adopted son of the Dragon Lord, the next in line to be the Lord of the Dragon land! Do you hear me?!” The Duke was stunned. He never thought that Dareon is such a strong one and a master dragon at that. He felt so doomed but his anger towards his belief that Dareon snatched Princess Shelyca from him, overwhelmed his mind more.

she took a deep breath out, "we will know if Azian has any link to any kind of Soul magic after this ritual" "How?" Ena asked, looking at her with the uttermost intrigue. "Azian is the Prince of dragons, also a Golden dragon right?” Ena nodded, not understanding why the mother protector thought it necessary to establish facts that have long been proved and understood. “Fire is his nature therefore he cannot be burnt,” she replied, closing her eyes, “no part of him can be burnt,’ she added, clasping her hands to her chest, as She begin to chant words Ena had never heard of in all her 45 years of witching. Her tongue twisting and twirling with rage as the candles began to flicker, and burn bri