Throne Of The Dragon King Novels & Stories

Lucian responded, as they approached the grand hall, the guards pushed open the door in their wake, and with a short polite nod of the head to Advisor Daniel, they began to discuss. "As you both already know the rule of cardinal has chosen a queen bearing the name Katherina Daventin. She is fairly young, 17 summers old I believe, and she needs to be trained in the way of a queen," Daniel stepped forth towards Lucian indicating that it was his duty. "General Williams, now that you're here the throne will be presented to you until the queen is deemed ready, as you see fit, an official decree will be passed out in the morning. Until then all hail the King!" The advisor spoke with faith not want

"I will do my utmost, Your Majesty." King Theron laughed heartily. "Good! I will wait for your good news." I sighed softly. Examine the healthy one. Ignore the sick one. I would wait and see where their pure golden dragon came from. The King left. Lysander and I turned to go, but Drakon blocked our path. "You truly thought bringing a healer here would embarrass me?" he sneered. "Seraphina, you are as despicable as ever." I smiled calmly. The Crown Prince of the dragon realm cannot father children. Is that not a joke?

Damontry stood next to Baekhyun and then Chen, ready to go off at any moment as soon as the signal started. It had already begun when the roar of the four dragons resounded near the queen, who took a seat among the kings. Her throne was decorated with flowers that sprout in a few seconds. They fired different colors of fire, so that all the participants went for a while climbing the giant volcano under the eyes of the masses who watched them through screens, encouragement and applause, which was specific to: every kingdom. Damontry already forgot that she's not alone in the competition and has to team up with Baekhyun and Chen, she ran in a blink to the top of the volcano while Baek and Che

The kind of power I would have if the dragon king worshipped me, I would be unstoppable. Fueled by the desire of my imagination, I lifted Larissa's chin and made her look up to my face. “How do I get pregnant for the dragon king?" I asked. “It is almost impossible, My lady. Many have tried but none has succeeded. Only the true bride of the dragon king can carry a dragon foetus," she responded negatively. “So you mean there have been other brides?" “Yes, all of which were burned to ashes after their conception period exceeded. His Majesty won't hesitate to burn you alive if you fail to meet up to the task." A cold chill went down my spine after hearing her words.

I leaned into him just slightly, drawing courage from his presence. On a small table next to the thrones were two pillows with two adorable crowns and two goblets. The sight of them made everything suddenly feel terrifyingly real. My dad looked at me questioningly. For a heartbeat, time slowed. Then I nodded. He began, his voice loud and strong like thunder, echoing through the hall. “Miroslava Flameheart, a dragon princess who was chosen as my heir by the Goddess, do you swear to be a good Queen for Eradrakor’s dragon race, to protect and cherish your dragons? To ensure their prosperity, to put your Kingdom’s interests above your own?”

Scarlett suddenly spoke. “My son will return to his position. I will not replace him because he is the only one who can sit on the throne. This was my father’s wish, the former chairman of the Knights. As for Bram and Robles' deaths, my family had nothing to do with it. It was their karma for stealing money from the Knights' foundation. They spread false information about my son and my clan.”

Across the table, Ciera was carefully studying her plate with the smile of a mother who had absolutely helped pick the stone but would deny it under oath. Lyra studied the little dragon. She turned it over twice, held it against her cheek to test the warmth, and then delivered her verdict with the gravity of a high court. “His name is Smoke. He sleeps with me now.” She fixed Thorin with a look. “You can play with us. Come on.” She seized his hand and towed him out of the dining hall, and the crown prince of the dragon kingdom went without one single backward glance, like a soldier who had just received the only orders that mattered.

CHAPTER ONE: THE YOUNG LADY RUINED THE MEETING ROSE AMARA'S POV Kingdom, throne, blood, gold, and power. You have nothing if you don't have any of these. It involves more than just being at the top. No one can touch you or others nearby if you are high enough. Nobody looks at you because they are afraid of being blinded by the non-negotiability you reflect back at them when they do. That’s why I don’t and will never stop.

"It is time Liora learns that the dragon protecting her is the son of the man who stole her father's throne." Liora's true identity was not merely that of a hacker's daughter, but the rightful heir to the empire currently ruled by the Thorne family. END OF CHAPTER 73..

My weak legs collapsed beneath me, the heavy iron collar around my neck digging painfully into my throat as I hit the ground. At the far end of the hall sat the Dragon King on a raised throne carved from black rock. He wore heavy dark furs over his broad shoulders, his fiery amber eyes glowing in the dim torchlight like burning coals. I pushed myself up onto my knees using my good hand, my chest heaving as I gasped for air. Even with dried blood on my cheek and a broken body, the raw anger inside me refused to die. I was tired of being dragged around. I was tired of being treated like a useless animal.