Married To The Cursed Dragon Lord

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rriage groan

Mccarthy estate loomed. The family's dragon cr

another carriage. That one was lacquered, gleaming, with golden dragon patter

utler to remember his d

h a squeal. My boots hit the gravel, a faint sti

lled out, his voice a mixtur

t me as I pushed them open was a suffocating wave of expensive spices and the cloying swee

on tea. Their silk gowns, embroidered with elaborate gold-thread patterns of dragon-flames,

a saw m

ef. "What is that wretched smell? Oh," she said, her voi

temptuous sneer twisted her lips. "Look at you. And that cold

Dragonless. The

it of my mother, Lady Elara, hanging on the wall. Her smile was

spiratorial, gleeful whisper. "But you've returned just in time. Father has

e gasp went through the servants in the

h the Dragon-Scale Blight, of course. Not long for this world, they say, and brutally cruel. But he i

other's portrait. My ice-blue eye

ould barely afford anymore. "Keeley," she said, her tone oozing false sympathy, "it is the family's decision.

ears. Financial crisis? The vast fortune m

of calm. "Was my sister, Kamilah, also 'contributing' to the

t them. Marian and Clarissa's fa

ure cracking. "That was an accident!

ergy I projected made Marian, accustomed to

cut through the room's perfumed air. "I've returned

daughter. "As for the marriage," I said,

e? A Dragonless refusing a Dragon

l height, the lady of the manor. "You don't have a choice. The c

ocritical face and

second,

n anyone c

razor-sharp edge of my dagger was pressed aga

f the blade stole the breath from he

mbled backward, knocking over the tea table. Fine

"I will say it one more time. My life is mine to command. If you wish to t

eized her body, could smell the fear t

athing the dagger as i

wing room, the terrified servants, and

I said calmly. "Now, prepare a room fo

lked toward the grand staircase, leav