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Rising From Ashes: The Dragonless Wife's Revenge

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 829    |    Released on: 20/10/2026

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master bedroom door. Out in the corridor, broken blue-and-white porcelain

ter, stood with her hands on her hips, pointing

d?" Addisyn shrieked, lifting her silk-shod f

," I

it cut right through t

her head to see me, she did not lower her leg; i

as she walked toward me. "My brother just brought home a woman carrying his royal dragon heir,

the cold stone, terrified that this hot-tempered half

her velvet gown, which was illegally em

s keep, why haven't you curtsied?" I

joke in the realm. Lunging forward, she shoved he

g but a merchant's foster dau

l

all my strength, strikin

blow snapped Addisyn's head to the side, and a b

, their eyes wide with disbelief. Under Dragonreach law, a Dragonless

, stunned for two seconds before l

burn you to ashes

f orange-red flame flickered to life in her ri

ead, I stepped right up to the heat of

econd your fire touches my dress, I will cut

r palm sputtered and died

ooled in her eyes, but she slowly lowered her hand. She was a parasite ra

back down the hall with a dark face, while Beryl trailed

?" Dashawn roared, spotting the r

g out my sore wrist. "I am teaching

ing, yet you are out here beating my family?"

past him to lock onto Beryl. "Since she carries the C

yl's shoulders stiffen

e Dragon Blood purity

erify a child's lineage. Because Beryl's womb held a dead fetus rotted by cold

ained from B

slumped against the wall and clutched her belly. "Dashawn, the dragon

in front of her like a shield. "Are you

circus clowns. "Fine. Keep her in the side wing. Without my written

o my bedroom, bolted the door, and sat at my desk to

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Rising From Ashes: The Dragonless Wife's Revenge
Rising From Ashes: The Dragonless Wife's Revenge
“I funded my husband's entire Dragon Knight Corps with my family's merchant gold, only for him to return from the border with a frail, pregnant woman in his arms. Dashawn stood tall in the Great Hall, his voice booming with unquestionable arrogance. "Beryl saved my life and is carrying my pure dragon heir. Starting today, she lives in the main keep." In my past life, I swallowed my pride and accepted her to keep our family intact. But Beryl was a Blackflame enemy spy. She drained my fortune and used her fake, stillborn fetus to frame me for murdering a royal bloodline. My husband, whom I had sworn a sacred oath to, didn't hesitate to side with her. He stripped off my enchanted armor and threw me onto the battlefield as bait, leaving me to burn to death in a sea of scorching dragonfire. Until the flames consumed my flesh, I couldn't understand how my absolute devotion was repaid with such vicious betrayal. I bought his armor and fed his three thousand knights, yet he handed me to the grim reaper for a lying refugee. Opening my eyes again, I was back in the Great Hall on the exact day he brought his "lifesaver" home. This time, I didn't fall to my knees and weep. Instead, I slammed a vial of lethal Dragonslayer poison onto the rosewood table and smiled. "If she takes one step into this keep, I will cut off your army's supply lines immediately. Choose for yourself."”