Siege On Dragonbane Keep Novels & Stories

Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need. “Yes, they are all there,” He smirks before leaning back in his chair. “Did you bring the money?” I nod, reaching beside me into my knapsack and pulling out the largest wad of cash I have ever held. I’m not proud of how I got this, but I am out of options, and sometimes, you must beg, kill, or steal when you are on your last prayer…. and it’s not being answered. I just hope this is all worth it….

Albian had arrived just in time to see the smoke, hear the cries of the people, and taste the Dragon Fear. He watched as the daylight was slowly blotted out by huge wings, balls of fire, and a dark fog. It was almost dark as night, though sunset was still a few hours off. As he stood atop that hill, he cried at the scene before him knowing any aid he might have offered would never be enough. “I've come too late...” He cried.

I clenched the dagger tightly with simmering rage. "How many did we lose?"I asked again. "None came back alive, my Queen." Adrienne answered again for the fifth time. I clenched my jaw. "You have investigated like I told you to?" "Yes, my Queen. Our sources tell me it was the dragon. He burned them alive at once." I swiveled and glared at Adrienne. "Did they not tell us Neradia would be unguarded?! Did they not tell us the one with ichor in his veins would be away?!" I screamed. His eyes widened and he backed a step away.

Dawn brought the sight of coalition banners spread across the mountain valleys like a dark tide. From the stronghold's ancient ramparts, Mira watched as siege engines were assembled and troops took position around every escape route. Aurora slept peacefully in her arms, but her daughter's silver glow pulsed in rhythm with something deeper—the mountain itself responding to the threat. "Final count is twelve hundred troops," Kane reported, his spyglass trained on the approaching forces. "Plus siege equipment, magical suppressors, and what looks like a command pavilion for coordinating multiple armies."

“You mean her, don’t you?” “Aye,” said another, leaning close, as if the name itself could summon lightning. “The Red Dragon of Adistaktos. Segrenry Exhugh.” At once the room seemed to shrink. Even the fire guttered. “Segrenry,” the barkeep repeated. “They say she fought the Kilimane Warlord once. Burned him alive, scale by scale, while he was still roaring her name.” “Lies,” muttered a soldier in the corner. “No dragon could kill that beast alone.”

The dragon circled in the air as Margarette waved at them. Ánië’s troops were caught off guard. They scrambled and resumed their positions. Some wore heavy armor before going to the main gates to prevent Lenriad from infiltrating them. Archers went to the high towers and defended their kingdom. Many of the Lenriad people were on air. The dragons have consented flying to the borders of Filed note and notice. The one’s foot brought ladder and climbed the tall wall. Ellaine laid her flat back on the floor. She was still coughing hard due to the loss of air she suffered from Choking.

And with that, he marched into the second month. --- The vampire clans had joined together now, hoping numbers would slow the fire. They built walls. They summoned ancient beasts. They called upon blood-deep relics buried for centuries. It didn’t matter. Drakonios tore through them like rot through silk. At the Siege of Blackmere, a force of 10,000 waited behind reinforced stone, blessed shields, and magic fog. He hovered above the fortress in his dragon form, wings beating like thunder. Then, he shifted — mid-air — back into his humanoid form, descending like a falling blade.

He kept his chin high, hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Lucien turned to him, voice low. “Stay close to the command group. If the walls are breached, I want you protected.” Caelan met his gaze. “I will fight beside you. As your consort. As your mate.” Lucien leaned across and kissed him fiercely, claiming him in front of the entire army. The bond flared brightly, sending a wave of resolve through both of them. The order was given. The siege began. Royal archers unleashed a volley of arrows that darkened the sky. Siege engines rolled forward, hurling stones at the weakened walls. The Shadow Crown answered with their own arrows and boiling oil, turning the approach into a killing field.

Mia said to Raj, “Hi Raj, lucky you were here! Where is Dane?” So she did know the arrogant bastard and was attracted to him. What the fuck? Andy thought. He would need to keep a close eye on her. He did not want her to be hurt again and Dr Raj looked like bad news. ****

But on the other, the cost in lives was staggering, a price that none of us could bear lightly. … A week had passed since the meeting. [Northern Dragon Mountain range] “General!” A soldier burst into the tent of Prince Drakan, the Fifth Prince of the Beast Kingdom, urgency etched across his face. “Reporting to the General, a twenty-thousand-strong reinforcement has been spotted on the leftmost passage, and they are currently clashing with the 11th Legion.” “Have you seen their flag?” the General inquired, his tone steady despite the news. “The flag bears an insignia resembling daggers. We believe it belongs to the Dion House, General.”