The screams of the dying could be heard for miles, the flames burning in an eternal blaze.
From above, the dragons from the kingdoms fought each other. Sons fought against fathers, and brothers killed brothers.
All the while, the Dragon King sat in his destroyed throne room in despair; his dead life-mate in his trembling arms.
He cried silver tears of anguish and hugged her close to his own bloodied chest , willing himself to die along side her.
The only sound he could hear was his only child-his son, Elthorane- screaming from the bassinet beside him. With his dying strength, he lifted him and called upon the spirits of his ancestors to protect the child and carry him away from the carnage and the flames.
With a flash of blinding light, the young prince disappeared, and the King collapsed, his broken spirit finally leaving him to join with his beloved queen in the spirit-kingdom of Hâlvin.
After many years, the wailing baby grew into a strong King, and with much blood and death, retook his throne. After centuries of prosperity, and after finally killing the people who were the cause of the demise of his parents, his soul felt settled, but infinitely lonely. After all these centuries, he still hadn't found his beloved life-mate, the woman who would literally hold his soul in her hands, and the woman who would finally give his lonely existence meaning.
With much determine, he set out to find her, and after much searching, he finally found her; living in a small cottage with her family, at the edge of the Baestli Forrest.
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Into the Inferno
Roman d'amourAs the daughter of poor, lowly farmers with barely a penny to their names, Lilja Blom would never interact with the rich and famous, the proud and the royal. So, when she comes upon the body of a richly clothed, albeit dirty and bloodied, unconsciou...
