Serra

. The Dragon Palace hadn't replied yet, but I wasn

g chambers. Whenever the Castro servants pounded on my door, demandin

bang

ent fist. Hazel, the personal maid of the dowager, Lady Ici

opping my title. "Lady Icie requests your

ut the non-existent wrinkles on my elegant, dark velvet gown. I knew exactly wh

ter of a plush chaise lounge. Standing right next to her was Brittaney K

ed, suppressing her obvious panic and forci

you must understand, you've managed this household for three years, and you've done it well. Unfreeze the accounts. Pay the Royal Dragon Healer and

etached. In my past life, I had believed t

ss smile, my eyes wide

ipping with absolute compliance. "How could I possibly freeze the acco

ned. "Wha

l maid," I explained, blinking gently. "According to the kingdom's customs, a personal maid has no right to manage t

n't expected me to use Brian's

y. "Since Lady Brittaney is the true Fated Mate and the new Lady of this ho

Dragon Knight! She will be busy with her training. How could she have time for t

ut that a glorious Dragon Court relies on the dowry of a cursed, magic-less Dragonless to feed its warriors and pay i

liation of that truth sink

ewards to prepare the handover of all estate management. Lady Brittaney, with her powerful dragonfire

e shattered into pure panic. She knew how to swing a sword, bu

movement causing her to cough violently. She pointed a shaking fi