The Jilted Dragonless Bride's Royal Revenge

Chapter 2

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, making the Dragon-kin guards pushing th

ard. "Miss Weeks, His Highness gave strict orders. A Dragonless cold-blood must no

gging the silver hairpin deeper into my palm. "Open the main gates, or I will smash my skull against

ring crowd of onlookers, he gritted his teeth and wave

ed behind me, only for a Dragon-kin servant by the door to delib

e servant sneered, drawing loud l

ks, spun around, and swun

yard as my palm struck the servant's

clutched his reddening cheek, staring in disbel

" I said coldly, pulling Daisy up and smoothing my

rals inlaid with dark-red Dragonslayer Gold lined

massive Dragon Crystal chandeliers overhead, illuminating r

center of the hall, the groom's spot was com

piece of red string was a large rooster

into roaring laughter that

complete the Dragon God Ritual with a barnyard bird!" a Coun

s, His Highness is in the rear court soothing Consort Cora's startled dragon soul. T

ional training crushing the lingering hu

linking, I reached out and calmly

my lips. Since you want to play dirty, don't b

ked through the motions of the sham ritual withou

ughly kicked the rooster aside, sending dust

d woodshed," the steward ordered coldly,

path away from the heated main palace, I was shoved

outside, followed by the harsh clank

nding and crying. "Let us out! How dare you

d-blooded waste thinks she's nobility? H

a rough wooden plank in the corner,

ison in my veins surged back with a vengeance

soaking my underclothes as I coll

the original Aubree's tragic memor

lood-Damien Vaughn, I will make you pay for tonig

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The Jilted Dragonless Bride's Royal Revenge

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“On my wedding day to Damien Vaughn, the Pure-Blood Dragon Prince and God of War, I woke up choking on lethal poison in my bridal carriage. Instead of a royal welcome, my carriage was shoved into a muddy ditch so his low-born concubine could enter the palace main gates first. He didn't even show up to the altar. Under the mocking eyes of the entire royal court, the arrogant Prince forced me-the legitimate eldest daughter of a prestigious Duchy-to complete the sacred marriage ritual with a barnyard rooster. I was immediately locked in a freezing, rotting woodshed. Worse, his concubine flooded the capital with vicious rumors that I was a defiled whore, all to cover up Damien's most humiliating secret-his complete impotence. Until she died, the original owner of this body didn't understand. Why was she treated worse than a beast? Why did her royal groom destroy her reputation and let her rot just to shield a scheming concubine's lies? But I am a former special-ops soldier, not a weeping noble lamb. I purged the poison from my veins, blackmailed the Royal Healer for a certificate proving my untouched purity, and nailed that dead rooster along with a blood-written rejection scroll to the city's main gates. "Since you love beasts so much, I cast you out to live with this rooster forever!" Then, I escaped the capital on a warhorse, leaving the mighty Prince to face the wrath of my heavily armored family and the ruin of his royal bloodline.”