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she said that but she didn't want to admit her inability to resist reading the book. It...called to her. She sat on the steps, sword now placed across her knees, as she opened the book. The words spilled into her mind like sunflower seeds. Valia Rostrag. A dragon who was incomplete. Hair black as night, kissed with streaks of impossible green, eyes like oceans that could drown a kingdom.

I said. She turned and looked at Laiken again. “I’ve already learned a lot about what I DON’T know about dragons. But I know there is much, much more for me to learn. My father and brother were fools. They didn’t care to learn or understand what it means to be a dragon rider. They only wanted the power that came with it. I never intended to be a dragon rider, nor did I ever consider that I’d be mated to a dragon. I’m not sure how I created a mate bond, and I don’t know how I feel about Laiken submitting to me, knowing what he’s told me it means for him. I hate that he would give up his freewill to be my dragon,” she said.

I crash my lips down on his after pulling his head back, devouring what I know is mine, the sounds of Kaelins moans stirring me on, making me want more. these dragons were mine and soon, the pheonix will be as well.

I step past him and return to the balcony. Below, the dragons shift restlessly as the wind grows stronger. Storm clouds gather across the horizon. Perfect. Even the sky feels it coming. “She is the bridge,” I continue quietly. “The living key between realms.” The captain swallows. “Yes, my lord.” “And if she stands with Aurelion… then his reign becomes eternal.” Silence. “Which,” I say softly, “is unacceptable.” My gaze drifts toward the distant valley where the first faint glimmers of dragonfire appear against the night sky.

"How do you even know about the great book?" Sighing, Luca moved towards the back of the cave. Leaning against the rocky wall, he frowned. "After you were infected with the poison, by all rules you should've died..." Gazing at the fire he continued. "The great book had a connection with you, the same way you do with other Dragons. Before the poison could take your life completely, the Great Book sent her last energy to you..." Snapping his gaze back to me, his face hardened. "She has chosen you to have her energy, to live on in her name and help other riders... To be the saviour of the Dragons."

Flavius questions with his brows furrowed in confusion. "She is the high priestess of the horde, and the one who will be in charge of our mating ceremony," I tell him. "What’s a mating ceremony?" He asks, sounding even more confused. “Right, I guess I have never explained much to you about dragon culture. It is like a marriage ceremony. It will complete our bond," I say with a soft smile. “So, it’ll be like we’re married,” Flavius murmurs to himself with a light smile.

Konn left the room unsatisfied, and Gray was waiting outside for him. When I opened my eyes, I left the room and walked down the hall until I saw Konn talking to Gray. It was clear to me that my third eye was seeing into the present properly again. I didn’t even have to try very much. All I had to do was think of Konn. I went back to the classroom before Konn could spot me. Lexus stared at me when I walked in then went back to his lesson. “Elf kingdoms now allows all kinds of creatures within its borders. It’s all thanks to a South Elven Queen who married a Dragon shifter which made him King. Dragon shifter blood still runs in the southern elf kingdoms royalty.” I liked learning about the hi

Infinite yet indefinable, it sought to bring some order to the chaos of its being. For reasons no mortal can comprehend, utilizing the substance and energy of the cosmos itself, life was brought into the universe in the form of Dragons. Formed from the essence of the stars, and the primordial matter and energy that is at the heart of all life. Giant beings, there were only two in this beginning of time. As the essence of existence has two components, opposite yet complementary to one another, so were the Dragons made male and female, in order to maintain the balance that holds the fabric of reality together. Equal and opposite, yet incomplete without the other.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i