Toby regarded upset, however he didn’t argue. I helped Amara into my arms and stepped to the sting of the mountain. Damien stopped beside me and glanced over at Amara who averted his eye contact.

She was ashamed.

It damage me greater than anything to know she felt lower than everybody else. When all the things settled down and we took our place on the throne, I’d spend day by day making an attempt to construct her up.

I didn’t want a siren.

I simply wanted Amara.

I leaped into the air, nosediving towards the dominion, Amara’s hair flying round me, her scent driving me tougher towards the bridge. It was empty of guards after we landed. Amara moved so I might let her down.

Damien landed subsequent to her, inserting his palm on her shoulder, which drew her consideration. “I hope you realize that I’m glad you’re going to be Queen.”

He turned swiftly and walked into the citadel.

I used to be grateful for his kindness.

I guided Amara via the door, following Damien’s scent down the staircase towards the primary degree.

Mom’s voice got here from outdoors of the entrance doorways. My dragon grew pissed at her try at making a scene.

The guards standing inside, straightened as I arrived.

“Open the doorways.”

They scurried to open them inward, showcasing my mom on her knees, begging the skin guards to launch my father. She regarded raveled, her make-up operating down her face. “Rise up,” I hissed.

“Dorran!” she shouted. “Thank, God. Inform them to let your father go. Inform them that is all a giant misunderstanding.”

My gaze shifted across the courtyard. There have been people and dragons staring daggers at us. This was her try at making me appear like a monster.

“Rise up, Mom—,”

“Dorran. Inform the guards to let your father out—,”

“Decide her up and toss her in with him,” I stated coolly over my shoulder.

“Dorran!” she shouted. “No!”

Each guards grabbed my mom’s arms and started to tug her into the citadel. The stir of whispers and upset chatter circulated the courtyard. “As you all know,” I stated loudly. “We had been attacked by sirens. I warned my father, and he didn’t hear.”

“Your mate!” somebody shouted. “She introduced them right here.”

Amara shifted nervously, whereas I blocked her with my wing. “She didn’t. They got here after her as a result of she had their blood. We requested my father for assist, and he didn’t wish to save her, as a result of my mate isn’t a dragon.”

One other spherical of shock hummed amongst the gang. “I stood as much as him after he tried to harm her and hung my finest buddy. She saved his life and gave up her magic. She is as you knew her earlier than. The lovable blonde that waited your desk at her father’s restaurant. She’s not a dragon, and I don’t care. I don’t want a dragon mate to rule the dominion, and that’s what I plan to do. I’m going to take my father’s throne, put this city again on its toes, and rule like a real dragon king.”

Amara pushed my wing down and stepped beside me. “Amara can be my queen. If anybody has an issue with that you’ll find one other kingdom. I’m coping with my father tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll start to construct this kingdom to its glory.”

Grabbing Amara’s hand, I walked us again via the double doorways, and into the citadel. Many dragons had been standing round listening, ready for me to provide them orders.

It felt unreal.

My dragon stirred within me. He liked the authority.

He liked the place.

Amara had been proper. What would have occurred to my dragon if he hadn’t taken his rightful place on the throne?

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