Novel & Cerita The Dragon King's Bride 12

She pushed the plate out the door, then made her way back over to her bed, where she picked up the book again. Catori skipped random pages until she saw the words, Desolation. (The land of BorrowsHood, later called Desolation, was where Nightwing settled, becoming the only dragon of his kind to have no family or battalion. Thriving off the land, sea and his brute strength, and living in a cave. Until over twenty dragons joined him, once again making him their king. They build the small area together, and expanding the land where they could. The males hunt, while the females of the small clan would take care of their children. Along with the baby, Nightwing tried to hide, and refuse to say wh

she rolled her eyes. Asher chuckled and saved his file. He turned to Mariah, “Do you know who you are mated to, darling sister? The dragon king, KING, and a very strong one at that. If he can’t take care of himself with that strength of his, then I wonder who could.” “But it’s been a month, Asher, a month and two days. He promised me that he would come for me as soon as he saves his people.”

Serra stopped and waited for Narth to walk together. As they enter the palace, all of them halted at the sight of the Zierux standing atop the indoor terrace. His feature was clouded but his eyes were clearly pierced at them. "My lord!" Narth exclaimed. It was unprecedented that his brother is here already but then again, Zierux is wise. "We went to fetch the maid." "I can see that," he uttered, darting his eyes at Eyaren which Serra immediately hid behind her. It made the king raise a brow. "I have agreed to bring her here. I won't kill her however I am in need of you, my bride."

Not 'My love' or 'Beloved,' but Irene. He closed his eyes for a split second, taking a deep breath. Then he opened them again. "Yes, I have concubines,' he said. "I do not deny it. According to the royal tradition, if a Dragon King were to lose his queen, he was to take concubines. However, if the stars bestowed him another queen, the concubines were to be given to other men." Something in his explanation tugged at my heart. "What do you mean, lose his queen?" I asked.

She brought out a silk handkerchief, using it to wipe Vivian's face. Vivian smiled at her kind gesture and responded; "I couldn't stop myself. You do know how your king is right? He has a weird mood swing. I only met him yesterday and that was enough for me to know how cold and heartless he is. I was doing him a favor by agreeing to be his bride and I even came all the way from my kingdom but he doesn't even appreciate that?! Trust me, your king is a cold and heartless man? I would be surprised if he even ends up in heaven," "Hell is a great place too, you know?"

She paused out of sight when Alexei halted, taking both of Katrina's hands tenderly. "My princess, you have awakened my spirit as brilliantly as the sunrise. Say you will do me the honor of one day being crowned my queen?" Alexei sank genteelly to one knee, proffering a glittering betrothal band. Katrina raised a trembling hand to her mouth, eyes shimmering. "My beloved prince! My heart is already yours eternally!" Kneeling to embrace Alexei joyously, the couple seemed lit from within by love's glow. Amy retreated quietly, loathe to intrude further on the private magical moment. Her own girlish memories of Viktor's proposal under the full moon flooding back bittersweet and nostalgic.

The tiny dragon sat inside a basket eating fruit he had definitely stolen. A thoughtful smile crossed the king's face. Because if Maria possessed a gift that appeared once in generations… What exactly was the little dragon who had given it to her?

Fear again. She observed once again that she was in the dungeon with a dragon below and an angry king next to her, a king that had magic, one that she didn't even know if he was human or not. She wasn't at her safest here. "Speak," He said, when he got in front of her. "Do not be afraid of me, my Bride." He brushed his hand over her hair, tucking a strand of her curly hair behind her ear. "What does the Bride Thief really do? What does he have to do with any of these?"

This is not just a tale of one kingdom, and neither is this a tale of just one man, but it starts off somewhere. And this tale starts off in the heart of Dragonsbane, where the king, Kade Cragore and his queen, Gwyn Cragore Wixx ruled… Every day was usually the same in Dragonsbane, it was always the same boring day, repeating itself every time, but today at least would not be so boring. No, today there would be merriment in the castle, today they would have guests and there would be music, and dancing, and new faces, and today she would no longer be forced to see the world through her window. Today, her sister would be getting married.

"Her royal highness, Princess Thelma is here" A knight said and bowed. "We crown thee, Queen of the Crystal Island" a priest professed and placed his hand on Thelma's head. She was wearing a big blue ball gown. A loud scream from the crowd interrupted the silence. "Oh, no!" a knight shrilled. "The dragon king is here" A large black dragon flew past them and a black warrior jumped out. "I shall be the king of this Island," he declared and snarled.