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The Dragonless Wife Is A Royal Heiress

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1341    |    Released on: 08/10/2026

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vanishing, replaced by the commanding authority of a high lord. "Connect the reso

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are inspecting the border garrisons for the winter muster

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h righteous fury. "She just gave birth to twins, brother. She is lying on a freezing stone slab, wr

ndered through the link, shaking the mortar between the bricks. "

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ed, wild and lethal. "My baby is on cold stone! Clear

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ragonfire shot upward, ign

cascading golden glow that flooded the corners of the room, instantly

ted respectfully. "This damp cellar is unfit for a dog,

the overwhelming warmth that now enveloped the room, "

tone that chilled me far more than the winter draft ever could. "And his silver is

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s left arm, wrapped in a fresh, warm linen cloth he pulled

pent tears. "Let us take you into the light. Your father and

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The Dragonless Wife Is A Royal Heiress
The Dragonless Wife Is A Royal Heiress
“I was a "Dragonless" commoner, forced into a marriage with Lord Kraig Harris to break an ancient curse. But when I gave birth to his twins, he left me bleeding on the freezing stones of a charity cellar. While I fought for my life, he was at a royal feast, wining and dining Lady Karissa-the noble prodigy who had stolen my life. His aide threw fifty silver coins at my bruised legs. "Pay the midwife and stay out of sight. Do not bring shame upon the Lord." He thought casting me and my "useless" children out was a victory. Looking at my shivering babies in a wooden trough, the last ember of my love turned to ash. I had endured three years of his cold glares and public humiliation, but I would never let my children crawl through the mud as despised bastards. I didn't understand why I had to suffer so much just for lacking magic in my veins. But when the Royal Healer arrived and tested my blood, the needle didn't draw the dull gray of a commoner. It glowed with pure, blinding gold. I wasn't a Dragonless stray. I was the lost Princess of the First House of Dawncrest. With my real family-the most terrifying dragon lords in the realm-tearing the clouds apart to bring me home, I calmly summoned him for the Parting Ritual. Kraig Harris wanted to throw me away, so I decided to let him dig his own grave.”