The Flame King's Queen: A Fated Mates Fantasy Romance (Fire and Desire Book 3) by Chloe Chastaine & Lilith Vincent

Author:Chloe Chastaine & Lilith Vincent [Chastaine, Chloe & Vincent, Lilith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-03-12T00:00:00+00:00

The morning dawns with sunny skies and a crisp wind blowing. The scent of new leaves and tilled soil is in the air, and everyone in the castle is excited for the day’s entertainment.

All the competitors assemble at the dragongrounds after breakfast to watch the Temple Mothers and soldiers set everything up. One of the Temple Maidens explains the event to the competitors.

A dragon must walk three times across the dragongrounds while a rider collects a series of colored paper flags that will be wedged into the cliff face. A dragon can lift up on their rear legs, but they cannot fly, or the pair ends their participation. As the rider collects the flags, a musician performs a howl on their namyr, a shiny brass instrument that produces a mournful whining noise. It’s mildly annoying for a Maledinni, but repellent for a dragon. After the first pass, a second namyr player joins the howl, and then a third. The winner is whichever dragon and rider pair collects the most colored flags in the shortest amount of time. You can withdraw at any point with however many flags you’ve collected and not be disqualified.

The Temple Maiden glances at Kane and his fellow riders, and I know she’s thinking of their behavior the previous day as she adds, “If your dragon grows agitated, lift into the air and the music will cease. Please do not attack the namyr players. They will be protected by wingrunners, as wyverns are not affected by the instruments.”

Kane shrugs. “A few bad musicians making a racket? This will be easy.”

On my other side, a rider asks her companion, “He wishes. Have you ever heard a namyr?”

“No. Is it as bad as they say?”

“Worse.”

I grin to myself. Stesha once demonstrated this to us when I was with a group of trainee riders. Many dragons can’t hear the infuriating and distracting sound without immediately launching into the sky with a scream of indignation and flying away. Nilak bit a hole in the ground she was so enraged. The namyr was once used by our enemies hundreds of years ago to repel a dragon attack, so this event is excellent practice in case someone ever gets their hands on the instrument and uses it against us.

I fold my arms and lean my shoulder against my dragon. Scourge hated the namyr, but he didn’t roar, breathe fire, or fly away. There’s a good chance we will do well, though I sense that he’s agitated by the presence of Auryn and the other dragons of the wild flare. He’s taking Nilak’s injury personally.

Nearby, Isavelle is preparing with Esmeral, checking over her dragon’s scales and talons, her movements filled with nervous energy.

I go to my mate and take her hand, and go down on one knee. “Good skies to you, my queen. How are you feeling?”

Isavelle cups my cheek. “Nervous. I want the people to be proud of me and Esmeral. This might be the first look many of them are getting at two Omegas.

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