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Touch of Flame

He is a threat to her existence. A hot-blooded dragon of Royal blood, King Malachi is taken hostage by the humans he despises so much. Deprived of his freedom, he is imprisoned in a dark cave, his rage growing with each day of torture and humiliation. The only light he sees comes in the form of a human female, offering her care. A woman who makes him burn with equal fury and desire. A woman who has no place in his heart or mind, for only one thought sustains him. Vengeance! And even if her kindness softens his heart and her touch sets his body aflame, she will not be spared his wrath. Because once he breaks the chains of slavery, he will burn down her whole world. She is the key to his freedom. The cold-hearted princess Ravina is a woman with a mission. Eradicate the dragon race from the face of earth. But when she finds out that the very creatures who killed her parents could also be the ones who kidnapped her sister, she has no choice but to change her plans. To find her sister, she must get closer to the creature she despises. But things don’t always go as planned and soon Ravina ends up finding more than she bargained for. Caught in a battle between humans and dragons, love and hatred, trust and betrayal, Ravina must make every choice with caution. And with every step she takes closer to the fiery beast, she risks melting the ice surrounding her heart and being consumed by the flames of fury and passion.

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Interfering (part 2)

Araminta took Ravina to her room and offered her some new clothes. Their traditional clothes it was nothing like the ones she wore back home. There were no dresses. Araminta gave her undergarment consisting of a simple white skirt that reached midcalves. On top of it, she helped her wear a long brown garment that was wrapped around her waist and folded and tucked at the front to look like a long skirt. 

The top was a tight-fitted beige blouse with no waist. She had seen the women wear variants of it, with sleeves, with short sleeves, or without sleeves. Tied at the back or at the front. 

Araminta gave her one with straps on the shoulders and it was tied at the back. How did they walk around with this? She felt somewhat naked but said nothing. If she was going to stay here then their clothes were the least she had to endure. 

"I know it is not what you wear back home. Hopefully, you get used to it." Araminta told her with a smile.