Dragon Centurion : A Fantasy Harem Adventure by Sarah Hawke

Author:Sarah Hawke [Hawke, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jade Fantasy
Published: 2025-06-05T00:00:00+00:00

Interlude: Destiny

Kyriel

“This is outrageous,” Lord Haberian Windsong snarled, his face scrunched and his cheeks beet red. “Absolutely outrageous! My son has followed all the proper rites and procedures. He has served the Skywatch loyally for two decades, and the Vaz Gorati have confirmed that he has a strong sorcerous legacy.”

“But not a draconic one.”

The voice was calm and cool, as the Sovereign’s so often was, though Kyriel could hear the faintest trace of frost around the edges. Her mother didn’t tolerate insolence for long.

“I would remind Her Majesty that her own consort did not have a draconic legacy,” Lord Windsong said. “Neither did her father, nor her mother’s father before that. In the age of the Drought, we must make do with what we have.”

“What we have is a dragon. And his power cannot be ignored.”

Haberian fumed silently, though Kyriel kept expecting him to explode and storm away at any moment. Kyriel herself was currently crouched behind the statue of the Dragon Goddess Lahara in the corner of the war room, and she had channeled the energies of the Pale to further deepen the shadows around her. Though considering how angry and distracted everyone was, she might have been able to knock the statue over without anyone noticing.

Her mother was on the far side of the war table, her arms crossed as she stared out the window. The night’s moon was so bright that it made her lustrous blue gown seem almost white whenever the scales caught the light. Haberian had his hands braced on the table as if he wanted to smash it in half, while Dragon Father Malion stood quietly several yards away.

“You would rather befoul your daughter with dustborn blood than reward one of your most loyal subjects?” Haberian asked. “Is that what you are saying?”

“Imperial law is quite clear on this matter,” the Sovereign said as she slowly turned back around to face him. “As is Lostrien tradition. The Tasting was once exclusive to dragon scions, but we have not had that privilege for many generations now. We cannot afford to pass up this opportunity.”

“We must—”

“If the human fails,” the Sovereign interrupted, “your son will naturally be considered for her second mating.”

“Second?” Haberian scoffed. “That is what you offer my son after so many years of service?”

“Would you prefer he be considered third?”

For a moment, Lord Windsong seemed as if he were going to reach for the ceremonial sword at his belt. “My house will not tolerate this outrage. Neither will Featherfall or Lethowyn or any of the others. We will—”

“The First Mating need not be decided today,” Malion interrupted with a raised hand and a deep voice. “Passions are high. Tempers burn hot. Yet there is nothing so pressing that we cannot spend the time to deliberate. We are Avetharri, not morshir. Let us act with patience rather than haste.”

Both Haberian and Kyriel’s mother turned to give the Dragon Father a surprised and annoyed look. But he ignored them and continued.

“The Blood Mother will set out in the morning,” he added calmly.

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