Rayla From The Dragon Prince 소설 & 이야기

"Thank you, my dragon." The Prince blinked at the memory, a grin curving around his lips. He was still unable to believe that Celina chose him. They made the best couple for a reason. She's the dragon rider to his dragon. A sigh escaped his lips as he thought about how at present, she doesn't have any recollection of those memories.

color of pale moon light. Her eyes glowed violet and she was wearing a beautiful gown the color of the palest blue I had ever seen. I was in awe of her as I bowed low to show my respect for her. Selwyn bowed beside me also showing the goddess his respect for her as well. “ Arise my children. It gives me great pleasure to see you together. I thought Xander was going to keep you hidden from the world Rain. Even after I assured him who I paired you with he still kept you hidden away.” Selene said with a lovely smile. Surprise coursed it’s way thru me. “ So the prophecy was real?” I asked in whisper. I looked at Selwyn then at Selene and she nodded and said,” Yes my child because I am the maker

Those eyes burned like an unquenchable flame, testing her patience and scrutinizing her every move. Dragon sat beside his wife, Olivia, who exuded confidence and satisfaction as she spoke to him in a calm tone. His sleek black hair and sharp gaze made him resemble a meticulously crafted statue. Yet, what truly set Dragon apart was the commanding aura that surrounded him—a power that demanded either respect or fear. Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm.

The crown upon his head is a dark, jagged metal that looks like metal dragon claws curled around his temples. But it’s his eyes that unsettle me the most as I approach closer. They are not human. Not entirely. They are slitted like a dragon’s, watching me with a burning curiosity that makes my skin prickle with heat. I will not let him see my fear. The soldier shoves me down on my knees before him. “Before you is Dahlia Rhadaya Balerion,” the soldier announces. “Dethroned princess of Velmira, offered as your Queen tribute.”

Half of them were from yesterday. From her friends who were still alive until yesterday. Miracle squeezed her eyes shut. She needed a solid plan. Arlyaen shot her a wicked grin. "Love helped me kill the greatest white dragon. And now it's helping me kill the daughter of the greatest white dragon," he paused, "Xing Qian, your child is just like you. Too soft." "My dad... Who was he to you exactly?" she asked. He came closer, the tiny scarlet stones lining the edge of his ruby cape scraping against the ground with a slow, grating sound. As gently as he could, he held up her bruised face and looked straight into the hidden red inside her disguised eye.

It was obvious that the princess was displeased with Raziel's attitude, but she tried her best to hide it. She gave him one of her polite practiced smiles. "I am Lyra your highness, the first princess of Crestland, and the daughter of..." "I didn't ask you for details. I only asked for your name." Raziel cut her off, and she gave him a smile which was obviously forced. Raziel smiled to himself. This one was easy. "What are your hobbies your highness?" He asked as he began to eat.

Creed sends his dragon's breath into the tornado lighting him on fire until he dies. I look towards Raya quickly and spot her fighting three werewolves, by herself. I’m so close to getting to Danny but I can’t let her die, running in her direction I slide across the ground going underneath the one shifted wolf's stomach, tearing it to shreds with my dragon claws. The other two wolves are stunned leaving an opening for Raya to slit their throats. As soon as they die I’m off, back in the direction Danny is. He has a smug smile on his face, as if he knows he’s won.

Teka said with a daydream look in her eyes. “That’s it? You’ll help me get my friends out and all I have to do is get you to Dracones?” Rex eyed suspiciously, he knew how dangerous it was that he was doing, it seemed a little too small a favour in return. “Don’t forget to be my guide, see the city of my dreams escorted by the prince himself.” Teka added with a dreamy grin. Shocked Rex didn’t know how she knew about he being the prince, “How did you…” he trailed off.

It seems like I am not so good at knowing what she wants or needs. This is very un-princely, standing outside a door, waiting for my heart to be trampled again underneath her dainty foot. She is small, even for a human woman with no talons, claws, or fangs, and yet here I am standing outside her door, holding a small wooden box, trembling as if she were the greatest drakaina to ever touch the sky. She is made of weak flesh, too much hair, and a quick temper with a penchant for loud, violent outbursts. I am a royal dragon, the crown prince of Luxandra, born to rule over millions. I am an elemental earth dragon with the ability to carve and shape stone with my thoughts. She should be the one t

Seeing their presence made me more eager to know what their mission was. Dragon prince was challenging a fight with the demon prince. When I saw the dragon prince there, I knew it was high time I went ahead to the dragon clan to kill Freya. Seeing this great opportunity right before my eyes. I was actually looking for a slight opportunity to attack her, and now I've gotten one. And this time around, no one will be there to save her, not even Rex. Because her darling husband would have been dead over here. Oh! Such a pity for him.