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Awakening Love: Reborn to Be His Dragon Bride

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 606    |    Released on: Today at 17:31

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anctuary of Gideon's room. Staring at his still, peaceful face, a

start with

dark, bitter-smelling concoction made from rare herbs, many of which only grew on

ry day. "He cannot swallow, my lady. We have to force h

asic nursing skills while caring f

arden. With a small knife, I carefully sharpened

that for?" Garet

tly to the back of his throat," I explained.

eezing his jaw to open his mouth. I used the reed to

lmost none of the prec

xture of amazement and awe. "My la

relative," I said, offering a simpl

the physician not sh

scription and performs a brief examination. He has nev

l like this wasn't a minor oversigh

al? If it was intentional, it meant some

ng Keep felt like a fortress, but

affairs and the garrison-the "outside business." The "inside business"-procurement, staff, an

my past life, she was infamous

has managed the household in his name. The account bo

d protect Gideon, I had to seize control of

a soft cloth. My fingertips brushed against his mouth, and the u

pulled my hand away. This was

, "Don't worry. I will find the truth. I wi

f movement in my peripheral visio

ey had trembled,

g, but he was still again,

f the light? Or

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Awakening Love: Reborn to Be His Dragon Bride
Awakening Love: Reborn to Be His Dragon Bride
“At the royal feast, the Dragon King raised his goblet to announce my greatest honor: a betrothal to Crown Prince Damien Beaumont-Carlisle. The hall rippled with laughter at me-a cold-blooded "Dragonless," an orphan of a fallen house, clinging to her pathetic, unrequited devotion to the future king. But staring into Damien's golden eyes, I could only feel the agonizing ghost of my past life. He had never loved me. After tiring of me, he threw me into his dungeons and left me to starve. As I lay dying in that endless, freezing darkness, the only warmth I ever felt was a stranger's kindness-a piece of bread and a cup of water, slipped through the bars by Gideon, the "crippled" Dragon Lord of the North. I died forgotten, my years of devotion worth less than nothing to the man I had loved. Then I opened my eyes-and I was back at the exact moment before the King sealed my fate. "My heart already belongs to another," I interrupted, my voice ringing through the silent hall as I stared straight into Damien's shocked face. "I wish to marry the Lord of Ironfang Keep. Gideon Beaumont-Carlisle." I would trade the powerful, living prince for his comatose, wounded uncle. And this time, I would not wait for death to find me. I would wake the sleeping dragon-and make every soul who wronged me regret the day I was reborn.”