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

　　Arttyr was not well. Natillie leaned over him, with her hand against his forehead. He was warm and clammy. He opened his eyes at her touch and coughed, a dry, irritating, fretful cough that had lasted most of the night exhausting him. “I don’t feel good,” he rasped to her, his tone pathetic. “My head hurts.”


　　“I know sweetie,” she stroked her fingers through his hair. “I know. Try to sleep.” She wrung out the damp cloth and laid it over his hot head, hoping that it might draw some of the heat from him.


　　The fire was almost out, and a pot of water sat in the embers to soften the handful of grains that was all that remained for them to eat.


Chapter 54