Fate brought them together, will destiny tear them apart?

Lord Sylvin of the Silver Dragon has two missions in life, to keep and protect the Lady Yelena of Elliard, and to fill the gaps of his past. To do the first, he trains as a knight with the Fae Kings army, and in their war against the humans, wins honours, titles, and land – but the years apart from Yelena do not come without a cost, and when he returns, it is with a mistake that both holds promise for their future together, and threatens to destroy it.

Mated to The Dragon Lord

　　Yelena woke when Sylvin leaned over her, stroking his hand along the line of her back as he brushed his lips over her cheek. She rolled to look up at him, the palms of her hands coming to his chest. She looked at the shirt that he wore in surprise.


　　“You are dressed,” she remarked.


　　“Something that I do on occasion,” he agreed with a smile that didn’t quite brighten his eyes.


　　“What is it, Sylvin?” She asked in consternation, searching his eyes.


　　“Morning,” he replied evasively. “I will return.”


　　He kissed her before she could answer, leaving her breathlessly and flustered, her body longing once more for his upon it. “You could stay,” she suggested as he smiled, brighter this time, and rolled to standing. “For a little longer.”


　　He paused, and looked back over his shoulder at her, and took half a step, when there was a knock at the door. Yelena groaned in thwarted frustration and his smile was rueful as he answered the door.


Chapter 22