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

　　As the evening meal wound to a close, the human musician, Oberyan, and the siren came forth to entertain those lingering to drink and socialize, but Yelena’s attention was on where Cerilius and Auralyn sat together with Lord Rithelwen, their heads bowed in conversation, and their eyes often sliding to the king’s table.


　　“They conspire against me,” Macedius commented, observing where she watched, leaning back in his throne with casual indifference. “None too discretely, which makes me wonder whether this blatant collusion is cover for something more secret, or if by being blatant, they intend for me to be distracted in searching for subtler treachery from what they do.”


　　“How you can live like this,” she put her hand on his knee under the cover of the table, seeking comfort through contact with him. “With enemies all around, even amongst your own children.”


Chapter One Hundred and Eleven