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The Admiral’s Daughter and the Pirate King

***Book 1 Completed*** It is not always the prince who sweeps a maiden off her feet. Sometimes the person who is thought to be a villain is actually the true hero of the story. Hence, only a keen eye can see beyond the rough edges. “DANGER!” That's one of the things that can be associated with him. However, how can one revered as dangerous be at the same time the one that can make her heart beat down her throat and caused her breath to hitch? How might she avoid him when each time he gravitates toward her, she finds herself unfit to move? Entrapped. Dazed. Bathe with palpable tension no one could rupture. Was it just fear? Or on the other hand, was it something entirely different? A blossoming passion, perhaps? A forbidden love that would send both their worlds reeling upside down. Many have tried to escape the claws of fate, yet close to none have succeeded. Vereena Braxton, daughter of an Admiral from House MacGhille. An epitome of flawlessness she had to uphold and a scandal to avoid. Everything is perfect as her destiny had already been planned out as she ought to marry the crowned prince. That is, until one night, pirates came along their harbor and caused mayhem across their city. Where she finds herself in the clutches and at the mercy of a vicious pirate, stowed her away from the life she once knew. But with the time they spent, Vereena has come to ask herself. Has he really taken her as a captive, or has he set her free from the rigid society she lived in? WSA Theme: Historical

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Chapter 103: Tomb

[Vereena]

The dragon pointed its snout at my chest where my amulet glowing brightly. Its iridescent eyes leveled with mine, perplexity shone on them.

"Læppa râd endebyrdnes." [Piece of fate] He repeated the foreign language, which I have no idea what he was talking about. First, it enunciated the amulet, and I'm pretty sure it called me weak. Then, it questioned why the amulet had chosen me to be its bearer, saying that it could have chosen anyone else. I am not aware of the response to that question either. One of the primary justifications for my presence here is that.

Moving its massive head up to the ceiling while I only followed its motion with my eyes. Afraid that in one false move, it would kill me. I can't for the life of me figure out how he wriggled his way into this claustrophobic space with all of those conical icicles.