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Dreamwalker's Bride

“You are the least objectionable groom of all the ones I’ve seen,” Anaisa replied seriously. “Thank you for the glowing compliment,” Trace grinned, “but that didn’t quite answer my question.” ___ Anaisa is an orphan and a pariah. In an ultimate act of betrayal, her father, a Count of the Realm, is accused of deserting and betraying the army in a time of war. Not only is he immediately executed for the offense, but the king declares he must have been a fake all along! His two daughters are stripped of their titles and inheritance, replaced by a distant cousin and cast out of their home with nothing. Anaisa swears someday she will get her title and lands back, but in the mean time, she and her sister Katia have to figure out how to survive. Trace is an anomaly among his people; instead of revealing their son as a magic user and thrusting him into the public eye, his parents kept it a secret to allow him to choose the kind of life he wanted. Trace found himself content to rest and play in his own dream world instead of invading the nighttime visions of others. As an adult, his choice to remain unknown is thrown into jeopardy when a mysterious blackmailer forces Trace to enlist in the territorial war between nations, threatening to reveal his secret if the demand is not met. With the war now over, Trace believes he can finally go home to his farm and live the simple, unremarkable life he’s always desired. When Anaisa and Trace are thrown together by a royal edict, the sisters find themselves unwittingly tangled in the web of mystery and intrigue that surrounds the blackmailer’s escalating assignments for Trace. Anaisa begins to suspect it may be connected to the plot to replace her family in the noble court. As the scheme continues to unfold, lives, loves, marriages, and magic will be put to the test to see what forces in the world are strongest.

TheOtherNoble · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
347 Chs

Fancy running into you here

Ford was hobbling to his room to get the map out of his possessions, mentally cursing and wondering how much he could memorize from it in case Trace decided to destroy what had become his most prized possession.

Of course, if all went well, it wouldn't be his most prized possession for long. Whatever precious treasures he found in the cave would be.

He dug the map out of his bag and ran his eyes over it, trying to memorize the intertwining system of canyons, and then the cave itself as much as he could. If he delayed too long, he knew they would come looking for him, so he left his room with a heavy sigh to rejoin the men.

As he exited the doorway, however, a fleeing figure crashed into him.

The tumble was far quieter than it should have been, leaving Ford sucking in a nearly-silent breath of pain.

Mia was sprawled across him, their limbs entangled.