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

　　“Yilena,” Sylvin murmured, and she woke from a dream in which they had been children and she had been chasing him though the grasses, the silver of his hair bright in the sunshine and flying behind him as he laughed over his shoulder at her.


　　She was lying with her head on his bicep and her hand on his chest. No wonder she had dreamt of him, she thought with a smile, he had taken her thoroughly once they had retired to bed for the night, and then she had slept with his skin against hers and his heartbeat under the palm of her hand.


　　She realised that he had woken her, as the last of the household had retired. His dragon senses were by far superior to her own, she thought, not doubting for a moment that his awareness of what occurred around him was accurate, and if he believed all were in bed, then all were.


　　She sighed, warm and comfortable where she lay and regretting the need to rise.


Chapter 32