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Married To The Last Ice Dragon

[Warning: Matured Content] "Do you want me to carry you in my heart?" .... The moment he was born, the world remained in winter. No rainfall, no bright summer, only snowfall. He was a threat to every living being in the world... Cyrus, the devil incarnate. Devious, dangerous, cold as ice, the being everyone wanted to kill and the being everyone feared.. Being the only fire mage, Sage, the princess of Credia, stood as the main protector of her kingdom, Credia, during dangers. Her life changed when she was told that she was going to get married to a cold hearted beast, the last ice dragon. .... Excerpt "We might be married but I am not going to sleep in the same room with you," Sage said, gritting her teeth. A smile tugged his lips. "Is that so?" He asked and placed his leg on top of the other. Sage frowned deeply. "Yes," She drawled, clenched her fists which busted out raging flames of fire. "I am going to sleep here, with you." Cyrus said calmly and stood up walking towards her slowly. Sage couldn't deny that she was scared but she wasn't going to let her fear get the best of her. "Don't come closer!" "Why?" "I am going to burn you!" She screamed, closing her eyes shut. Fear swallowed her when she felt a cold hand grab her wrist and her back met the bed with Cyrus hovering over her. He leaned his face close to hers, diverting his lips to her ear and said with a seductive deep whisper that sent chills to her spine. "I want you to burn me, my love,"

Mystic_Fantasy73 · Fantasi
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Dream or reality

When Cyrus returned to the castle with Sage in his arms, he flew to the balcony and stood on the railing, allowing his wind to rest comfortably.

He hadn't released his wings and transformed into his dragon form in a long time.

He was almost rusty.

"I will find a way to stay in my dragon form for a while." He shrugged and muttered to himself.

His blue slit eyes twinkled darkly, narrowing as he watched the white curtains that covered a portion of the balcony move.

"Snow?" He called out and jumped off the railing, clutching Sage tightly, his wings vanished.

His nine-tailed fox was not present, but someone was.

When he entered the room, he went straight to the bed and gently placed Sage on it. His gaze was drawn to her blood-stained dress and face.

He cocked his head to the side and smiled menacingly.