The Dragon King’s Concubine
Zaria Richardson
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"You have taken everything from me," she whispered, her voice barely a breath. "My kingdom, my father, my freedom. What more do you want?"
The Dragon King regarded her with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, his lips quirking into a sardonic smile. "Everything," he replied simply. "I want everything that is rightfully mine. Including you."
"What do you intend to do with me, your Majesty?" Her voice trembled slightly, but she forced herself to speak with a hint of defiance.
Alaric rose from his throne, his movements fluid and deliberate, like a predator circling its prey. "You will serve me," he declared, his voice resonating through the chamber with a commanding presence. "As my concubine, you will bear me a child. Then you can die."
After the conquest of her kingdom by the mighty Alaric, the Dragon King, Princess Isabella of Allendor was taken to his harem to serve him as one of his many concubines. The king was cold and ruthless towards her, punishing her for simply being his late enemy’s daughter. Isabella was afraid of him, rightfully so, and just wanted to survive and avoid the king at all costs. However, when something stronger begin to pull them together, the princess’s sweet innocence and the king’s cold heart find each other in a dangerous dance of fear and desire.
The Dragon King regarded her with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, his lips quirking into a sardonic smile. "Everything," he replied simply. "I want everything that is rightfully mine. Including you."
"What do you intend to do with me, your Majesty?" Her voice trembled slightly, but she forced herself to speak with a hint of defiance.
Alaric rose from his throne, his movements fluid and deliberate, like a predator circling its prey. "You will serve me," he declared, his voice resonating through the chamber with a commanding presence. "As my concubine, you will bear me a child. Then you can die."
After the conquest of her kingdom by the mighty Alaric, the Dragon King, Princess Isabella of Allendor was taken to his harem to serve him as one of his many concubines. The king was cold and ruthless towards her, punishing her for simply being his late enemy’s daughter. Isabella was afraid of him, rightfully so, and just wanted to survive and avoid the king at all costs. However, when something stronger begin to pull them together, the princess’s sweet innocence and the king’s cold heart find each other in a dangerous dance of fear and desire.
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