The Dragon God's Bride

At the tender age of six, I was introduced to Thalon Krauss for the first time.The village had strict rules, and one of them was that I was never allowed outside the house. According to Mother Orvi, the roads were rough and rugged, with sharp pieces of glass mixed in with the gravel that could easily cut through even my shoes. As a naive child, I took her words at face value and believed her without question. She told me a lot of things. She tells me how the sky goes dark and lightning can sometimes hit people. She warned me about the rickety bridges connecting the cabins in our village, Levabonne, and the danger of falling if I stepped on them. She explained to me how the Dragon God plays a vital role in the villagers' lives, ensuring their safety and prosperity.And without fail, she reminds me every day that I must offer my life to the Dragon God and become a savior to our people when I turn 21. The thought of being afraid never crossed my mind because I saw myself as the one wh

The legends didn't do him justice - the Dragon God was even more beautiful in person. Staring at him, I could tell that beneath his perfect exterior, there lies a hidden strength just waiting to be unleashed. The Dragon God’s eyes glowed with a fierce crimson red, and his cropped black hair moved as if blown by the wind. The spikes along his fingers and arms appeared sharp and menacing, but he seemed like he could retract them with ease. If it weren't for the black pants he had on, he would have been fully nude, his muscular torso with the finest of hairs on full display.The winter wind howls outside, and snow swirls into the temple, creating a blanket of white around us. My heartbeat quickens, and I am able to perceive the slight twitch of his nose as he inhales my scent in the dim light. I can see the recognition in his eyes. He knows who I am. I can sense that he knows I was meant to be his from the moment I was born.I expected him to say something, and he didn't disappoint when