The Healer Bride: Awakening the Ruined Dragon King

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ds' grand hall, slowly unfurling a heavy parchment scro

ff the high vaulted ceilings, cutting through the suffocating silence. "The betrothal

sp rippled through the asse

shall take to wife Lady Deena of House Reynolds. Furthermore, in recognition of House Reynolds' enduri

Carl

he grand hall like a su

His Dragon Core had been violently shattered in the northern abyssal wars, his rank stripped, his vitality drained. He had been left

in the hall locke

since childhood. I had loved him with a devotion bordering on madness, c

o fall to my knees, claw at my chest, scream in hysterical agony, and

dark, predatory amusement. Beside her, my half-sister, Deena, wore an exquisite gown of shimmering silver dragon-scale

ged Father and Prince Krishna to reconsider! But the royal bloodline requires a dragon-blessed bride for Krishna... and

berately digging into the soft skin of my p

ds, then slowly lifted m

ars burning behind my eyelids. No trembling in my breath. My sil

fake tears dried instantly in her eyes as she shrank

ut a single drop of hesitation and

he King's a

g with effortless composur

ting slightly, completely taken abac

uckles tightening around his gilded cane. He had stationed guards at every exit, fully ex

ree days ago, you brought shame upon this house by trying to hang yourself over a broken b

ffering a shallow, fla

's royal will, we should not delay. Please prepare the dowry that rightfully belongs to the firstborn dau

sharp disbelief. "Is she c

n control of the room. "You shall have your mother's chest,

faint, razor-thin smile to

or the whispering crowd of retainers, I turned on my heel an

broken, lovesick girl to rot in an

me free-and placed the most lethal weapo

and closed the door, s

, weathered wooden box. It had belonged to my

al thick, leather-bound journal

isle. The

bout him, but th

st piece on my