The Dragon's Empire Book 1
"Alliance proven, Nia. Blood bonds."
Room emptied, Eiko's command—Lena signed off glitch-laugh, guards posted steel. Alone, neon-drenched, Kenji turned me chair-spin, obsidian, boring, soul-deep. "Partnership," he commanded, gravelly low, not pleasantly. From bespoke pocket, velvet box materialized—ring cradled ruby scar-match, blood-deep facets catching light hellfire. "Co-rule. Mine. Wear it."
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