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

　　The cloth lining had slipped down the copper bathtub and Yelena used her toe to connect the teardrops of water that condensed on the metal, creating a river into where the cloth floated. The servants had set the bath at the foot of the bed, and when she turned her head that way, she could still see quite clearly where her hands had gathered the cloth.


　　Sylvin shifted his leg, the hairs on his shin coarse against her skin and the movement threatening to overflow the water. He sighed, a contented sound, as he reclined a little more into the water, bending his knees, and pressing his c-ck against her back. He was hard again she noted with amusement.


　　Lying back against his chest in the cooling water, with his legs wrapped around her, had to be one of her most favourite ways to pass an hour, she thought lazily. But then, any time spent skin to skin with Sylvin gave her purpose in life.


Chapter 50