The Dragonlord’s Wife Behind the Closed Gate
She could not bear the thought of Auren sharing even a shadow of Rowan’s inheritance, but she swallowed her anger and lowered her eyes.
Kael gave a cold laugh.
Lucian stiffened.
“What are you laughing at?”
Kael lifted one hand.
Outside the hall, the fire dragon opened its jaws. A roar shook the windows, and a stream of flame surged forward, stopping half an inch from Lucian’s boots.
The heat scorched the hem of his coat black.
Lucian’s knees gave out, and he collapsed onto the floor.
Kael looked down at him.
“The real Supreme Dragonlord you keep waiting for,” he said, his voice cold enough to silence the entire hall, “is standing in front of you.
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