Fate of the Dragons: An Epic Dragon Reverse Harem Fantasy (Dragon-Born Book 5) by K.N. Lee

Author:K.N. Lee [Lee, K.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Captive Quill Press
Published: 2018-01-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Within days of arrival, Warwick had the freedom to walk unchaperoned through the Withraen Palace. A satisfied grin rested on his lips.

If he’d known it would be so easy, he would have executed his plan sooner. But, of course, he needed the king to leave the realm. Orchestrating a war between the humans and the Dragons had been easy after the former King Thorne’s machinations.

The fact that the Trinity brothers and the King of Withrae both took the bait was proof enough that the world was ready to stop pretending it was enjoying a carefree peace.

Peace?

He snorted.

Peace was an illusion. It didn’t exist, and those who believed in it were just children—not yet privy to the grim reality of life.

Death was real. Chaos was quantifiable. It was marked by the number of corpses left behind, by the outcome. That—he could understand, and would take great pleasure making his mark on both concepts.

The sound of his heavy boots vibrated across the slick, granite floors as he strode through the royal halls. No guard flinched or moved to stop him. They averted their eyes, kept their whispers to themselves, and obeyed their new ruler’s decree.

Sir Warwick Ludlow was now Princess Noemie’s fiancé. Quite a promotion. He was certain that when his mother and father brought him into the world, that they’d be raising a future king.

Princess Noemie was ready to comply with all of his demands. He could smell the fear dripping from her body the moment she rested her eyes on him. Though she tried to hide it, he knew it wouldn’t take much to show her the benefits of their friendship.

Her beauty was simply a bonus, one he might further explore later. Then again, it would be a shame to see such beauty squandered. Perhaps he would let her live after their wedding and the coronation.

He stalked the halls of the royal apartments and stopped before a closed double door.

He turned the knob and stepped inside.

The smell of smoke affronted him as he entered. He waved it away and approached the foot of the bed. Within it lay the half-blood, and his sister.

“Is it done?”

Priscilla uncrossed her legs and set her cigar down. She yawned and stretched, sitting up to wrap her arms around her legs. She looked exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes. She’d removed her mask, and wore little more than her underclothes.

“Not quite. She’s quite strong. I dare say she’s stronger than even I.”

His eye twitched. “With Elian Westin as a father, I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“Not to worry,” she said, smiling. “I’m wearing her down.”

His eyes roamed over the body of Queen Rowen, the half-blood. A sheen of sweat covered her face and her chest rose and fell with quick, labored breaths. He frowned as he drew closer.

She tossed her head from side to side, in a desperate fight to awaken, yet her arms were pinned to her sides. Vibrant blonde hair framed her small face.

Beautiful. No, that was an understatement, but she held the same features of her father, features he’d dreamed of seeing burned since he was a teen.

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