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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 · Fantasia
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Married to danger

"You will pay for this! You wretched ice dragon!" Darren yelled at Cyrus, who was staring at him with a dully expression.

"Wouldn't it be better to send him to the dungeon?" River asked, staring at Darren's dead eyes, and shrugged in disgust. "Half living corpse."

Cyrus hummed, his arms crossed across his chest. "Parrot won't like it." He said this, and Ashton burst out laughing.

"Why don't you go after her if you care so much?" Stefan inquired arrogantly.

"She is dramatic, and it is not that she will kill herself if I do not go after her," Cyrus replied casually as he walked out of the dining room.

Gael rose and approached Darren, whose dead eyes were filled with rage. "When did you realize that you are a halfling?" He inquired, intrigued.

"It is none of your concern!" Darren yelled.

"Eish! That was quite harsh." Ashton shook his head and taunted.