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

　　Eustice had left a single candle burning within a glass casing in the bedchamber to welcome them back with after the evening meal and its festivities, threats, and machinations. Within moments of Yelena taking her seat after the dance with Macedius, Sylvin had returned to her side and sat silent and tense beside her for just long enough that the court had settled again and removed its collective eyes from them, and then he had taken her hand and led her from the chamber.


　　They had been silent on the walk back to the Silver Dragon’s chambers, each caught in their own thoughts, and now undressed by the light of the single candle without speaking.


　　Yelena brushed out her hair watching as the yellow candlelight shifted over Sylvin, catching on the old scars across his back, burnishing his silver hair in shades of gold and orange, her heart racing in her chest as it had done since Macedius had risen to his feet and demanded she dance.


Chapter 69