Chapter 28

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POV Narrator

(So like this is gunna be long as hell! I apologize in advance!!!)

Durnehviir Stormborn sat on his throne and watched as his pregnant wife walked back and forth practically seething from her mouth

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Durnehviir Stormborn sat on his throne and watched as his pregnant wife walked back and forth practically seething from her mouth.

"What has gotten into that child!? It is like she is asking to be punished!" She growled and the man had sighed.

"Do you not think you are taking it out of proportion, love?"

She snapped her head to him with bewildered eyes.

"She attacked our daughter! She nearly killed her! You just think I am going hard on her?!"

"You've always been hard on her. Teaching her to be cold when she does not need to be! You worry to much."

Rowena glared at her husband, "Do not patronize me! You fear her as much as I do! You believe she is to fulfill the prophecy! I am starting to feel the same."

Durnehviir just glared at his wife.

"You fear for something that is impossible when in reality the one who is to fulfill the prophecy is already dead. My brother was what we were to fear and my mother took care of him."

Rowena just stared at him as if he has gone delusional and narrowed her eyes till they were nothing more than mere slits, "Then explain her outbursts of rage!? Explain why her hair when it went from it's beautiful brown to its harsh and cold white."

Durnehviir could only feel his agitation with the woman grow more, "She was in love and her heart broke when he no longer felt the same for her. It is common for young girls. This was our daughters first true love and first true heartbreak. It will pass with time. She is still learning to navigate her emotions compared to that of the dragons. Give her time my love."

Rowena let out a loud "Bah!" throwing her hands up into the air and turned her back to her husband as her dress rattled from the jewels that it was made of as it swished her body.

"Our daughter is smarter than you give her credit for, husband and that will be your undoing. Mark my words, she will take your throne if you are not careful." She hissed getting close to the man's face and shoving a finger into his chest.

He snapped up to his feet making his wife back up. His eyes violent shade of red.

"What do you want from me?! To lock her up in chains till she promises to never betray us? To calm enough to live a life with us! That is not a life for no daughter of mine! I know everything she has planned!" He yelled making her turn to him and tighten her glare.

"I want her watched. If she planning to do something, then she will need to be stopped. She will not kill us for being a weakling." She hissed and Durnehviir snapped his hand out to wrap around his pregnant wife's throat. He brought her close to him as she clawed at his throat.

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