The Dragonless Maid's Dangerous Royal Mate

Chapter 4

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g our understanding. His questions were tricky, concerning the redep

upon. They all stammered, unable to answer,

oom, finally landing on Courtland.

All eyes were on the imposi

n't even glance at the map

errain there is treacherous and easily defensible. We can use it to hold out until reinforcements ar

allocation, and a plan to use the dragons' flight a

The plan he proposed was far bolder and m

saw knowledge from books, while he s

approval. "Excellent. Worthy of Gideon's s

ame, Elder." He disliked it when people brought up his lat

ed. "Alright, al

ed in and whispered something in his

I silently lowered my head, looking at the de

as just chasing his shadow. And

y side, complaining, "It's so unfair! Why do they get

gathered my things

re about to turn a corner, we came face

ide, but the corridor was

with Maeve to make way for them. It was basic etique

t me. His cedar scen

not daring to even

ook at me as he laughed and joke

eless statue, a part of t

their footsteps faded down the hal

ad, Claire. He's like that with every

He wasn't cold to everyone. He was jus

lived. The air here was damp and heavy, a world away f

ow bed, replaying the d

dence, his indifference, and the

ibbling away in a corner, not even

powerlessness

right. I shoul

rough pillow, not wantin

the memory of his hand on my arm, the searing heat

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The Dragonless Maid's Dangerous Royal Mate

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“I am a lowly "Dragonless" handmaiden in a world ruled by powerful dragon-shifting nobles. For years, I secretly loved Courtland Beaumont, the flawless heir to the fortress. When I finally gathered the courage to approach him at a grand banquet, he publicly humiliated me. Standing next to his high-born lover, he laughed and coldly declared that a worthless Dragonless girl like me would never be his type. My heart shattered. I fled the hall in tears, only to crash into a tall, terrifying stranger in the dark corridor. He grabbed my wrist hard enough to bruise, mocked my crying face, and sneered that a kitchen maid like me didn't belong there. Furious and completely broken, I lost my mind and screamed at him, calling him an arrogant, rude bastard before running away. But when my friend dragged me back to the hall for the main ceremony, my blood ran cold. The stranger I had just cursed out was standing on the high dais. He was Hardin Beaumont, the Dragon Lord's infamous, violent second son who had just returned from exile. And his dark, cruel eyes were locked right on me. I had offended both the heir I loved and the dangerous prince I feared in a single night. I kept my head down, desperately trying to sneak out the back door to escape my doomed fate. But a lazy, chilling voice suddenly echoed through the quiet crowd, stopping me in my tracks. "Leaving so soon? Is it because you look down on me, or the Beaumont family?"”