Novel & Cerita The Dragons King Bride

“Dragons spend a thousand years or more to find their mate, so when they do, they will hold a banquet to let everyone know, and they shall mark each other in front of their guests.” “That’s like holding a wedding.” “Aye, marking your mate is a marital right in Dragon land. And I am not just any regular dragon, Mariah. As a king, to introduce and mark my mate, a big banquet shall be thrown and it shall last for three days. Had it not been for that, I would have marked you that day in my palace.” “I see.” Alaric smiled and ran his thumb on her lips. “T’s one of the reasons I shall free my people, so that I can finally mark you, and make you mine.”

Argon son enthrone as king and Eragon appointed to assist the young dragon to rule. A few months after. The door swings open with Allan and Felicia walking down the stair from a large church in a marriage outfit of blue Tunis and a white wedding gown. Invited guest who includes Historia, Esel, Queen of England. The dragons and various guests of every kingdom and the current king of Silla is young king scriven. After the wedding. Eragon and historia meets crashing their lips together with Historia heavy with child. One year later. Allan was crown king and they welcome a child and his names are. ERAGON THE END.

They need the help of foreign armies as the kingdom has lost too many soldiers, yet the attacks by the wild dragons are becoming more frequent. They seek to form an alliance with the king of Wolfsburg, Ademon, whose beautiful daughter, Princess Andria, is known for her skill in taming dragons. Such an alliance can only be achieved through a marriage, between the angel kings and Princess Andria. She is the reason they want an extravagant banquet that perfectly reflects their immense wealth and great influence. They seek to impress her as the future of this kingdom depends on it.

"Ah, it's unpredictable! The dragon king has never invited any of us to a party. Even if he did invite us, it would only be for business." "I heard that the dragon has already chosen his bride. I wonder what his bride looks like. Do you think the dragon's bride will also die?" "Hey, don't talk out loud. What if someone hears you?! Do you want to die in someone else's palace?" "Sorry... I just feel very curious. You all know how those rumors keep circulating, right? Moreover, the dragon's bride is also from among the werewolves." "The dragons have always chosen their brides from among the werewolves. It has been since centuries. Although I don't know why they chose werewolves among others."

Matilda added, clutching her chest with excitement as she walked towards Catherine. Catherine couldn't help but smile at her grandmother's enthusiasm. Although their family was one of the wealthiest Kindred families in Australia, the gift of gold from the palace was still a significant and extraordinary gesture. It symbolized not only the King's favor but also the alliance between their family and the royal household. It elevated their status even further and solidified their position among the elite. Catherine also felt a mix of awe and unease at the sight of the gold. She understood the significance of the gift and the message it conveyed too well. It was a symbol of the King's appreciatio

"Long live the King! Long Live Queen Mother!" Everyone, including those at the high table stood up and bowed deeply. They all repeated; "Long live the King!" "Long Live Queen Mother!" Out of everyone in the hall, only Ron raised his head slightly to see the King and his breath was taken away. Zedekiel looked regal in his black and gold robes. The golden threads were woven within the black, creating the pattern of dragons. His smooth skin, white as snow was a beautiful sharp contrast with the black, giving him an other worldly presence. His silver wavy hair was let loose, gently grazing his shoulder. The cold looking silver crown atop his head with the red ruby in the middle made him look lik

Miriam swung a rope in the air which ended up tying the dragon’s neck, she pulled it down but her strength wasn’t enough and the dragon ended up lifting her up. Blue watched Miriam go up in the sky with little left of the rope, she felt something calling her from her tent and she ran to grab her bracelet, she wore them and pulled the rope with great force, she could feel strength coursing through her veins. The dragon fell to the ground flat and the sword in its belly pierced out to the front. Alpha Cane climbed it and grabbed it pretending not to see another dragon closer to him, he held the sword tighter closed his eyes sensing its presence and with a swift turn its neck was already gone.

beasts made of smoke and teeth leaped around her ankles, their red eyes fixed on Aria’s throat. "I told you, little wolf," Valerica purred, her hair glowing like molten lava. "The King doesn't want you. And the Council has already signed your death warrant. I’m just here to make sure it’s... messy." "Get out," Aria rasped, her voice shaking but her violet eyes refusing to drop. Valerica laughed, a high, tinkling sound that grated like glass on bone. "Or what? You'll bleed on me? You’re a slave, Aria. And tonight, you’re going to find out what happens to slaves who try to sit on a Dragon’s throne, My throne. You think you can compete with me for king Silas?"

Yet a relief flashed across his psyche as he no longer had to harsh on his daughter. The Royal had their own distinct cultures when it came to claiming their mate. It was their ancient traditional law that the king would have to get married before claiming his mate as his wife. Thus Damien urged to arrange the wedding ceremony as fast as possible as he was truly doubtful about his mate's whirlwind emotions. Brian hopped beside Viona after excusing himself from the discussion and whispered incredulously, " Vi, don't tell me that you have further plans in your sleeves. I can't believe that you conceded so fast. Did he somehow manage to claim your heart successfully? "

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."