Soren Dragon Prince Novels & Stories

he greeted as we neared the prince. “Aurien,” the dark-haired prince regarded him, arching a brow. “This is unexpected. Akyran gracil lo, prosethen diasen neath tharen?” “Prianthe amar ith,” my dragon replied curtly. “Taradrakynil,” the prince sighed it out. “As you will. Follow then,” he took his wife’s hand.

How long have I been left crawling in the dark, scavenging for answers? “Nora, it is not what you think. Flavius and I discovered this power of his only today. Rest assured you have nothing to worry about,” Soren says with a reassuring smile. My body relaxes as relief floods through me. “So, you guys just found out about this? I do not get it. How could he be a dragon slayer?” I voice thoughtfully. “I have a theory about that. After all, being a dragon slayer is a family trait,” Soren says.

Hedard walked and climbed down the stairs towards the cave. “I am Prince Glam of the Ashenvale kingdom. Welcome, maester.” The prince said. “It is an honor, my prince.” “It seems like taking these stairs could be difficult.” He looked at the staircase. The Prince walked outside the big door and looked up. He closed his eyes for a bit. I think he is calling something. Maester Kael thought. A loud screech was heard above and the faerie dragon appeared and flew towards the prince. “Come,” Prince Gram said as a big wind came when the dragon landed. He walked towards the dragon. “Hello, Mareen.” The head of the dragon lowered towards the Prince and he placed his hand to pat the dragon’s head.

"Severin killed him." "What?!" came the shocked reply. It was difficult to wrap one's head around the demise of Damian in Severin's hands. Even though Drake—as the prince of the dragonoids—was ranked highest in Thundlight's eight mosteroid clans, the heirs of the other seven clans were also at least level six paragons. For mosteroids, those were considered heavenly prodigies.

As a result, Baron Lorient not only made his son Olivier apologise to Christine in public, but also made him pay a sum of money, which humiliated him greatly. Baron Stewart is a Dragon Vein mage of the fifth order, and his wife is a mage of the seventh order. Under normal circumstances, Baron Lorient would have to endure this humiliation for the rest of his life, and since Baron and Baroness Stewart are both immortals with long life spans, his son Olivier would also have to endure it for the rest of his life. But no one expected that Baron Stewart and his wife would suffer an accident at sea, leaving only their heir, Christine. This brought Baron Lorient's mind back to life.

Li Min’s gaze grew distant, lost in memory. “Father…” Zhangjian whispered. His heart ached. Not even his own father had spoken a word of this. No, Xiu Jian had concealed the truth not only from his son, but from everyone. Only to Brother Li Min had he entrusted this secret. “As written in the letter, Zhangjian should have learned of his fate upon turning twenty. But… with things as they are, I have no choice but to reveal it sooner,” Li Min confessed weakly. “An Heir must possess both formidable strength and profound inner force to wield the Sacred Dragon Sword. Otherwise, the Heir’s body will collapse beneath its power. Once the blade is unsheathed, its seal shatters. With Zhangjian’s curre

Laryn stood up and wiped the blood from his face. "He's scrappy," he said to the other two dragons. I was slower to get up this time, but finally managed to gain my feet. "You next," I nodded to Sarn. "Hell no," he said. "I don't look good in red; that's Bastian's color." He gave me an ear to ear grin and stepped forward with his hand out. "I'm Sarn. What's your name?" I looked from his hand to the grin on his face. I took his offered hand and we shook. "I'm Tahr, of the royal silver dynasty."

The Queen has called on him, he was given a palance in the matador kingdom and the Royal couple who are thankful for his help has gifted him the surname ‘Edelgard’ a name befitting to the Lord of the dragons. “Queen.” “Are you still thinking of her?” She asked. “Who is she?” THe queen was surprised that he had forgotten about Barrett, though the other dragons who were with Denzell after that day said that the dragon princes had used a lot of magic and energy. Because during the portal and returning of Barrett a mild disruption with nature has caused the energy to fluctuate. In order to determine the safe return of Barrett, he used up a large portion of his energy. Losing his memory of the gi