Marrying The Fake Invalid Dragon Lord

Chapter 10

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gloomy room. Clara collapsed onto t

lief at the bloody stump where one of her fingers used to be. The sight of

e. "A mere servant, yet you dare to shout in my presence. Since you are a maid, you better e

hatred. "Kara Griffith, I am going to report this to the Duke an

I command

g her bleeding hand, Clara stumbled and c

ed at the extravagant food and wine laid out on the ta

ything all day, a

aspy voice suddenly broke the silence fr

a cup o

didn't move. A moment late

ch trouble, My Lady

e night with a man hovering between life and death. I hadn't expe

hought was that I was looking at a dying ghost. His face was terrifyingly pale, his lips

bone structure was striking, and his features were sharply defined. If he wer

he corner of Drake's pale lips.

hts and expressionlessly

let it drop, offering a helpless smil

sed to die for another half-month. H

is head, and with the other, I tipped the cup

I efficiently and unceremoniousl

urned around, and sat

aint rustling of sheets. I continued e

fetime of betrayal and survi

e body was completely paralyzed. And just now, under his closed eyelids, his eyeballs had made a swift, calculating movement.

leaned down. I leaned in so close that my warm breat

hat only he could hear, I murmured

an beneath me ins

o mine, and the air pressure in the room suddenly b

imordial dragon had jus

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“I was the legitimate first daughter of House Griffith, but my father shattered my Dragon Core, turning me into a worthless "Dragonless." I thought my family still cared, until my half-sister Gale visited me in the dungeon to feed me the "Soul's Extinction" poison. As the poison burned away my very soul, she stood in her royal gown and laughed. "Your fiancé has been with me for months," she smiled, twisting the knife. She revealed that my own father had orchestrated my downfall because he didn't want a weak daughter tarnishing his name. Even my little brother had been brainwashed into believing I caused our mother's death. My entire family had conspired to erase my existence, ensuring nothing was left of me to even fade into memory. I writhed on the filthy straw, my vocal cords severed by the poison, unable to even scream. Why? I was the daughter of a legendary Dragon Marshal, yet I was treated worse than a stray dog. As darkness swallowed me whole, my eyes burned with a hatred so intense it felt like magma. If there is another life, I swear I will make them beg for a death as simple as this. The pain vanished. I gasped and opened my eyes. I was back in my bedroom at age fifteen, on the exact day my sister sent a drunken noble to ruin me. I didn't cower. I picked up a heavy iron poker from the hearth. My revenge starts now.”