Chapter 25: Wretched Fate

The day had waned and each hour had made Marion only more sure of their choice. Accepting their title and preparing for war seemed a momentous task. It would have scared them once to even so much as dream of usurping their liege lord. Their former liege lord. Eris was not only their lover, but their liege lord forever more. The prince had fallen into an easily charismatic stance through the day and well into the night.

In fact, Marion found him even more alluring this way. When they met, the prince had feigned shyness, even feigned his weakness, and it had endeared the knight. He was even more endearing with his confidence worn in his face and in his scales. The elf might even consider Eris sexy rather than cute as they watched him play king to be. His voice was heavy with ambitions and pride, he wore them like a crown. The elf felt themself falling even further into love with the dragon shifter, contributing very little but learning so very much.