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

　　“There are rumours that the Lord of the Silver Dragon was seen taking a piglet into the Lord Sevethen’s chambers, and then leaving without it,” Cerilius was lurking in the hallway outside of the bed chamber when Sylvin stepped out. The mage’s sharp boned face made no effort at hiding his intrigue. “Combined with signs of a very different type of magic, the question begs asking: where is the piglet, My Lord?”


　　“Dust,” Sylvin replied and started towards the stairs.


　　“Dust,” the mage repeated at a murmur. “You do know that every mage and healer within the keep, and half the Fae with even so much as a drop of magic in their bloodline know that some strange sort of magic occurred within the Lord Sevethen’s chamber over the rather impressive time frame of four and a half hours,” Cerilius kept pace with Sylvin’s long strides, the length of his robes and his smooth gait making it seem as if he floated at the dragon Lord’s side.


Chapter 35