His Unwanted Queen Is A Secret Genius

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y birthday today?" I murmured to myself, pushing

avern of polished obsidian and dead silence. Over

dragonscale embroidery. In a palace that worshipped fire, a Drag

, a burst of bright, childish laugh

he faint spark of hope in

bore the gold flame heraldry of sovereign pure-bloods. The suffocating, predatory aur

-old daughter, Elara. Beside

, miniature dragon. She let it swoop down and playfully nuzzle Elara's cheek. The flame didn't b

r tiny arms around Lyra's neck. "You're the best

s pierced my ribs

spoil her, Lyra. But your control over the true flame is flawless.

doorway. A flicker of triumph danced in her gaze before she ex

re back early. I was just keeping His Majesty and little Elara en

s digging into my palms. "Kaelen, didn't you

ly, freezing into that familiar wall of glacial ind

d despite my best efforts. "

a has a rare evening away from the sanctuary. It made sense to dine together so she cou

ra pouted, hiding behind Lyra's shimmer

cate hand against the carve

dline. You know Elara needs constant exposure to pure dragonfire to develop her core.

e was a calculated reminde

formidable Dragon King, the holy maiden of flame, and the roya

e years of silent devotion, of trying to warm a glac

e," I

my heel and walked back into the freezing co