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paranormal romance,
love triangle,
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Dragons,
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faeries,
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Prince
don't have
any siblings. I'm an only child."
Azoth's eyes rounded as he stared down at
her, his jaw hanging. He paused his step but didn't stop walking.
“You had eleven sisters. I met them myself during our
engagement.”
She could hardly believe it. “Eleven?”
He nodded. “Strangest thing. Each born one
year and one month, roughly, away from the other. Twelve siblings,
twelve months of the year. You lot seemed very pleased about it as
well.”
She had a sinking suspicion she already knew,
but she had to ask, “What was my month?”
“One of the winter months, December.”
Diana let that sink in. Her full name was
Diana Winters, but her birthday, or what she thought was her
birthday, was in April, not December.
Maybe her last name was really just a clue
into her true identity. A hint so that she'd always know who she
was.
Lot of good it did.
When Azoth made another turn, entirely
leaving the stone halls that made up the safer section of his cave
and entering the wider space, Diana forgot to be shocked over the
possibility of a dozen relatives she didn't know she had, and
became antsy and tried to wiggle out of his hold.
“The dragon!” The dragon that wanted to eat
her was out here!
Nyx’s attack had fried her hair and knocked
her on her back, but the rush of fear put enough adrenaline into
her body to power a professional NFL player for ten hours, but
Azoth kept a firm grip on her. He made it seem so easy with his
bulk.
Still, her squirming must have been annoying.
“Cease your movements,” he commanded.
“The dragon—”
“Will not come near you.”
The assurance in his voice didn't chase the
fear away entirely, but the calm, and steady way in which he said
it, as though he would personally make sure that it didn't, calmed
her enough to make her stop struggling.
The dragon didn't make an appearance. Diana
twisted her head around, trying to see over Azoth’s huge shoulder
and all around her as they walked, but she didn’t see the giant
lizard anywhere in the cave.
Not that it didn’t have plenty of places to
hide. Now that she was outside of those stone walls and was able to
see what else was under the giant dome she was in, Diana could see
that there were plenty of places for a dragon’s body, even one
larger than a fully grown elephant, to hide.
It was like being inside Aladdin’s cave of
wonders. Treasure everywhere. Real treasure. Gold coins and old
world chest type treasure, piled up into multiple hills all over
the place. She could only guess from the distance, but she would
bet that some were as high as two stories. It all glittered in the
red light of the cave, reflecting even more light.
Azoth chuckled, and the rough brush of his
fingers lifted her chin to close her open mouth. She hadn’t
realized her jaw had dropped. “Impressive, is it not?”
“What is this place?”
“I told you before, my prison. My sentence
includes guarding the jewels of my dragon clan until such a time
when I can be set free.”
The reminder that he was a prisoner,
supposedly for killing her, made her uncomfortable. “Who decides
that?”
“Only a member of the fae’s royal house.” He
pointedly looked at her.
Heat flooded up her neck. “But I’m not her. I
don’t think I am,” she added. She wasn’t really sure of anything
right now.
“Yes, you are, and when your memories return,
regardless of whether or not you forgive me, I will still continue
to love you and be your servant.”
The idea that this man was putting himself in
her hands was something Diana wanted no part of. She didn’t want
that much control over someone’s life, she didn’t have that
much control, did she?
Everything she’d seen…was it possible he was
right? It seemed too presumptuous to assume she could ever be a
lost princess, no matter how Disney-ish it was. This wasn’t a fairy
tale. It was real life, and in real life, things like that didn’t
happen.
“I’ll believe you for now, I guess,” she