The Dragons Proposal Novels & Stories

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

Astrid says as they talk about what to do from now on. "With Tommen doing his shit, another dragon would cause the kingdom to crumble... People would fear that you are here to conquer and the lords would start to divide in even more fractions." Loras explains and although Astrid understands his worries, looking at how happy Dracos is finding another of his kind, her heart breaks thinking about keeping them apart now. "What would you do?" Astrid asks, aware that she can't know the political consequences of any idea. "I would keep you here, away from the world so no one can ever hurt you." He answers, gently brushing his hand through her hair. "But I am sure you wouldn't be happy."

So that means, Drake will become the winter King, no matter if he likes it or not, he thought. Dillon on the other hand is a completely different story. He knows some of the things the goddess told are true. He knows about that Prophesy. His father knows about it. Dillon never asked about the details, but when he heard the Dragon Relic will gift its powers to three deserving people, who have Fae origin. They would be protected by three mighty winged creatures, the kings of the sky and the land. The Dragons. Dillon laughed when he heard this. He used to believe that the Dragons hate Fae. As they tried to snatch their Relic. But looking at Drake and Mason, he began to doubt his theory.

I said. “You don’t have to be,” he said with a smirk. “So any Sire can make another dragon submit?” I asked him. “Don’t be an idiot, you’re a gray dragon, stronger than all three Elders combined, we can make her submit,” he said. “Easy as that,” I said sarcastically. “What’s Abeloth saying?” Felix asked me. “In the realm of dragons?” I asked Abeloth. “Duh,” Abeloth said and retreated once again.

“Dear Sire Grey, We hereby regret to inform you that your resignation as Sire from the Princeton lair has not been accepted as the dragon realms denied this request most vehemently. We are sure you understand that we cannot go against Typhon’s wishes and wish you a fruitful future. We also wish to inform you that no trial will be held, we are satisfied with your explanation and the outcome of it. Regards, The Illinois Elders.”

Kramer said as he turned to walk forward. "You mentioned something about killing a dragon," Zander halted him with his words. "The dragons have been terrorizing our communities for a decade, and we are just tired of it. So, we decided to kill them all," Kramer spoke with hatred in his voice. Zander rubbed his chin as an idea formed in his head. "How about you show us where the dragons live, and we kill them for you, "Zander tried to bargain. "And what's in for you?" Kramer countered. "Why do you want to go to their cave?"

Lucas asked, doing nothing to hide the skepticism in his voice. Mueller looked around the table at all of the faces in agreement with him and said, “Well, it seems to be the only logical answer. And as I mentioned, dragons do enjoy their conflagrations.” His expression seeped into a frown. “As noted by the extensive damage you’ll find around my property.” Lucas reclined in his seat with a snort. “I’m sorry,” he said, “are you saying you’d like for me to tell my father and put the dragons on trial?”

After the trials, things mostly went back to normal. We had a new group of students arrive, replacing the ones who had died in the war, which included a new group of elves and werewolves. Ajax was walking me to class one day when Nesterin stopped us. He had been very vocal about the double standard for claiming dragons since Phoenix claimed Ajax. But, he wasn’t one of the ones who left. He also wasn’t one of the elves who was constantly putting their name in to claim a dragon one after another, which Kaylani finally stopped. She said it wasn’t a ‘fight until you get lucky’ claiming process. You either had to have a valid reason to want to claim the dragon, or you were their fated mate.

said Drake at last. "Of course, Your Majesty," she replied. "But..." said Wilona again. Her words suddenly stopped. "What?" asked Drake. “The dragons are interfering with our investigation. They didn't allow us to enter some areas,” said Wilona. “Consider it's done. Do what you have to, Wil," Drake replied. He took a deep breath. The dragons and snakes had been allied for a long time, but still they never really got along. The dragons considered snakes to be a lowly form of dragons, while the snakes wanted to hate arrogant dragons. It happened for thousands of years.

I asked in disbelief. “That's a dragon secret,” Drago said and I looked at him with a frown. “Our scales have healing properties of their own, among them are anti-inflammatory properties. That's why we don't seek medical help in our dragon form unless we're seriously injured.” “Wow.” I looked at the cup of tea and finished drinking it all. I felt much better and helped clean up the remains of dirty junk in the kitchen, then we went out as Connor came in with three birds holding leaves for contraceptive tonic.