The Black Dragon Warrior

The Black Dragon Warrior

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The great black dragon warrior had cut himself off from the world he belonged to after being banished from the castle of gods for a crime, that no one heard his reason behind. He was sent to the fiery hell to serve the time in imprisonment for his crimes. And now, after a century, the dragon has his own life, away from the creatures, in the world of humans, he lives just like any other human being, working and breathing for himself. His peaceful life turns not so peaceful when the creatures from the past start coming around to persuade him to come back. But the dragon has his mind set. He won't step inside the place where he was humiliated. ⚠️WARNING: This is a work of pure fiction and my imagination. It does not correlate to the real world in any way, shape, or form. UPDATES: Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday. Started: 9 July 2023 Ended:-
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"He's stalwart. Clever. As adept with his lute as he is with his sword. And a feature in the fancies of many a young lady I'd wager." Having affections for a prince was not uncommon for a high born lady of her standing. But he was her enemy, her mind scolded her. There were dozens upon dozens of reasons why it was a bad idea for her to be sneaking out to see him. And yet she could not help herself. She was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. And. . . she knew she would get burned. Knew she could get killed. But whenever his lips touched hers she found herself not caring about any of that. She just knew she didn't want him to stop.

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