Marrying My Cheating Ex's Comatose Uncle

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e sanctuary doors as a tall officer in shatte

s chief adjutant, Jaxon Sharp, stumbled to the foot of th

igh Lord is alive! H

lt. Eleanor gasped and swayed, nearly falling off the

in?" Reginald grabbed Jaxon's ar

ers pulled him from an abyssal fault line! He stil

warlord had survived a ten-thousand-meter trench. I stared at the wide obsidian

r gripped my wrist so tightly my bones

ified Healing Wing. Outside the stone doors, elite Black-Wing Sea Dragon Guards stood with halberd

of burnt flesh and bitter sea-herbs hit my nose-the u

d a terrifying authority, though his skin was ash-gray. Across his broad chest and abdomen, jagged wounds bur

's chain around his neck, pulled a blackened silver needle f

ed to the bedside, her trembling hand

and blocked his Tide-Spirit meridians. He cannot wake, cannot shift his tail, and has lost all five senses. Worse, the iron toxi

nst the bedframe, while Reginald braced a hand

a dead man's name and the permanent dignity of becoming his lawful widow. Even if he died in three months, the Bloodmark on my ring would preserve t

m ring on my finger, and he hesitated. "Your Grace, th

every prime Mana-Crystal in

Soothing to calm their veins and prevent them from dropping in rank. If his bride uses her own life force to perform deep, skin-to-skin

turned toward me. Eleanor slowly pushed herself up and