Sonali_Sokhal

"Ashmeer.....!" she called out his name in a blood curling scream as him the mists swirled around him!

"Let him go Azriel....you belong to me now," she heard Ashdeer's voice from behind her.

As the third daughter of the Vizier of Andora, Azriel has her life cut out for her. A promising debut and then marriage to a noble lord, or to become one of the famed whisperers of Andora. 

Duke Ashdeer is the famed Lord Dragon Protector of Irismus, Keeper of the Blight for the Alavaran Kingdom. Duty has always bound him, and duty brings him closer to Azriel, yet it soon blossoms into love. 

Azriel's life tumbles away when the Blight reaches the mines of Andora.   However, Azriel soon finds her whole world crumble in a few days as she is stripped of family, identity and the man she was engaged to. Banished by her brother to Irismus, betrothed to the Duke as recompense for all the loss that has happened.. Will Azriel discover her full power and potential and rise like the Phoenix? Will Ashdeer and she fulfill their love for each other? Read on to find out

LOVE OF THE PHOENIX

Three days later, we returned to the campsite, as I was well enough to fly an Erol. Flanagan was barely speaking to me. He wasn't even looking at me, leave aside even having a one word conversation.

We reached the camp and I was filled with dread. I was very sure that I would get into deep trouble now that I was back.

Yet a few of the soldiers smiled at me and waved as we passed. I was wondering what was happening.

"Getting popular!" observed Quinn.

I looked at him and wondered what had happened here. A few girls passed us and made a horrible face at us as well. One girl spat on the ground as she looked at me menacingly.

Quinn whistled, "Looks like they don't know whether to love you for killing the wraiths or hate you for not telling anyone about Anna. Brace yourself."

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