Rising From Ashes: The Dragonless Wife's Revenge

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light filtered through the stained-glass windows of the master bedroom as I sat before the b

d, her eyes bright. "The Dowager Madam sent her most trusted stewar

, I curled my lips into a faint smile. "News t

Miss Beryl smashed two porcelain b

, frantic footsteps pounded down the corridor

help! Miss Ber

stood up, and smoothed the front of my skirt.

ng stairs to the damp side wing. As soon as I stepped through the door, a

ands clutching her stomach. Her face was as white as chal

r cold hand with bloodshot eyes. "Where i

oom, Dashawn whipped his head around

oared, lunging to his f

t at me. The heavy pressure slammed into the room, shatt

, trembling uncontrollably. I locked my knees and kept my spine s

ly. "I stayed in the master bedroom all night

dead besides you?" Dashawn snarled, stalking

ng on the butler's arm, striking her cane h

the bright red blood staining the sheets

ing at the servant girl kneeling by the be

Miss Beryl heard about the Commander's marriage proposal to the Ironscale Duke's daughter

. Instantly, her view of Beryl shifted from a preci

wly to look at the bed. "Beryl... you go

e cheeks as she reached out a trembling hand. "No, Dashawn.

to do with anger; the innate cold poison in her damaged dragon core

rying his wooden medicine box, knelt by the

ly Beryl's muffled gr

owed low. "Commander, Dowager Madam, Miss Beryl has severe frost poiso

son, or I'll take your

"Since an ordinary military doctor cannot handle frost poison,

ire-and one touch of that holy fire would instantly reveal

etely rigid, sheer panic fla

Leaving Beryl to drown in her own terror, I turned and walked out of the side wing,