Viola, Meryl’s step sister would seem like a lamb in comparison to Tere. Viola was acerbic and too sarcastic, but Tere—she was that and some more. So, to say that Meryl was horrified at Tere’s behavior was an understatement. This was how Judith treated the servants of the house and that of the estate as well. And the memory only made her urge to leave Galadere and go back to Windley, to her people. How could she enjoy all this luxury when her people were suffering?
“I am sorry, Lady Tere,” said the old servant, trembling under her gaze and holding his cheek that stung with pain.
“Relax Tere,” said Angus as he helped her clean the dress. “It is just a small stain.”
“You must throw him out now!” Tere shouted, her anger visible on her red face.
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Shock flared in her eyes as she spun to look at Tere.Tere’s lips lifted in a smirk. “Yes, you heard me right, Meryl,” she said as she circled past her and went to stand on the other side. “The dragon king of Galdere, Brishor is one of the most coveted bachelors of the Lore. We all know that Chezzal is his mate and their relationship was long accepted by the people of the kingdom. But the point, my dear, is that the kingdom wants a royal heir, and for that many kingdoms have offered their daughters or sisters to marry him. Yet Brishor rejected all of them and after thousands of years, he has chosen a girl, who they claim is their third mate, to marry?” She tipped her head up and let out an exasperated laughter. “Have you ensnared him to the level that he has fallen for you? For someone as ordinary as you?” Tere shook her head. “You know what? I have my
As Tere walked away from the room, Chezzal spun around and watched her leaving. He stared at her in stunned silence. Marry her? Marry Meryl? That was like a dream come true. But with Brishor as the king, his chances of marrying her were next to nil. Moreover, the royal crown needed an heir. Brishor hadn’t married anyone for thousands of years only because he wanted to be with his mate. Even though the queen had pressured him. At last, when he didn’t agree, she had asked Angus to marry and Angus had chosen Tere as his wife. But now that Meryl had come into the picture, Chezzal was sure that Brishor would marry her. And frankly he was okay with the situation because he just wanted to stay with his mates. Mates were over marriage. It was like a connection no one could sever. It was basic and raw and etched in their souls. Instead of going to the room
The dragons were rolling over the bed, the chairs and every damn furniture that came in their way, and broke in the trail they left. They were punching each other and roaring curses, panting and spitting blood. It was a sight to behold. Meryl stood there, frozen to the ground. The two were furious at each other and she didn’t even know why Brishor exploded. He slammed a fist into Chezzal’s face and his blood sprayed all over. But Chezzal threw one right back. Brishor’s head whipped to the side under impact.Meryl had seen humans fighting, but had never seen dragons fighting, and they looked feral… dangerous as hell. The scales on their bodies erupted and settled and then erupted again. Things went flying around, yet Meryl stood dumbfounded in her place. Suddenly dread skittered through her spine when she heard Brishor saying, “How dare you offer your hand to her?”
The healer smiled at her and said, “They are dragons, Lady Meryl. They will heal before morning.” “Oh!” Meryl jerked her eyes wide but with relief. It was surprising to know about their healing abilities but her thundering heart settled. He handed her a bottle of paste and said, “Apply it if they don’t heal.” She nodded and then walked out with the two on her heels like her sentinels. “Where are we going to sleep tonight?” she asked. “Your bedchamber is a total mess, I guess.” “Our bedchamber,” Brishor growled. “And there are many rooms in the palace.” “Good!” she said. “Then you boys can break more furniture,” she took a jab at them. Chezzal grunted
Meryl gulped, her breath still not steady but the moment those words came out from Brishor’s mouth, she felt she needed more. She looked down at Chezzal. His lips glistened in the dim light of the hearth. He moved up and lay beside her. He lifted her head and placed his arm beneath it. He took her hand and wrapped it around his shaft. It was swollen as hell. She looked into his pine green eyes and started stroking it gently. Brishor kissed her thighs and then separated her legs to kiss on the inside of her thighs. He kissed and nipped his way to her sex. Her hair over there was wet and damp. He took his nose there and inhaled her scent. She was intoxicating. His mate. He parted her lips and then blew warm air there. When she bucked her hips for his mouth, he growled in approval. At first he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked it hard. He took his finger to her core where he rubbed her gently
Brishor looked at Chezzal. The feeling they experienced when Meryl said that she was not going to live more than a hundred years—it sliced their hearts with a jagged shard. “And you both look so young even though you are hundreds of years old. I will start losing my youth in a few years. My skin will become wrinkly. Will you still like to stay with me?” asked Meryl, doubting their conviction about mates. “The fact that you both are not getting older means that you are immortal, but the truth is that I will die.” Chezzal shifted uneasily in his place, while Brishor placed his palm on her cheek and brushed the soft skin with his fingers. “We will find a way to make you immortal,” he said in a quiet voice that was etched with worry. She laughed as if to dismiss his notion. “How is it that you both
With arms locked together, they crossed one street to another. Chezzal leaned down to whisper, “It seems that you are the center of attraction.”“Yes, a mortal amongst them, I guess,” she said in a low voice. “I am definitely the odd one out!”“That’s just a part of it. The fact that you are with me also makes a difference. The king and I are the two of the wealthiest and most sought-after bachelors in this city. You wouldn’t know how many unmarried dragon females and females from other kingdoms have been competing for our attention,” he boasted.She shook her head. “Gods, you are such a braggadocio!”“I am not bragging, but you can’t imagine the number of debutant
Meryl was dressed in a lovely white dress with pale blue accents and golden beading and flowing sleeves. A two plated gold choker covered much of her neck. Bangles of gold glimmered around her wrists. The maids made her wear matching anklets and her sandals were soft, padded and golden. They left her auburn hair open and wove tiny gold beads in them. A thin circlet of gold leaves crowned her head.When Hesalth finished, she stepped back to admire her handiwork. Her eyes were moist with emotions and she said with a sigh, “Oh, Lady Meryl, you look so beautiful that not a single woman in this kingdom or the other can compare. You look much more gorgeous than Queen Penny, and that is saying something.”Meryl chuckled. “You just like me too much, Hesalth.” She really would have loved to meet Penny if the circumstances were right,
“What is it?” Brishor said, his face drained of color. He looked at Chezzal who was looking as ghastly as the past several hours. He had to give it to Chezzal that he had more strength than him in such situations. “Oh! Another head is forming!” The healer informed her. “Push, Meryl!” Meryl pushed again with whatever energy she was left with. “We got another boy!” The healer announced. Cendyt rushed back and was now going crazy! “I got two grandsons!” she cried out of pleasure. Brishor came to stand right beside Meryl on her right. “My queen,” he whispered as he held her hand and squeezed it softly. “You’ve made us so proud.” A teardrop fell on Meryl’s hand.
Meryl had had a long chat with Cendyt about heats. Cendyt had told her the implications of it. She had said that it had been hundreds of years since Galdere has seen the face of a royal child. The reason why she was interested in marrying and putting up with Tere’s bullshit was that she wanted a baby, an heir for Galdere. Tere was ready to marry Angus, but Brishor wanted to find his third mate. In case Brishor never married or never found his mate, Angus’s child would have been the heir to the throne.Cendyt had made it amply clear to Meryl that she wanted grandchildren and wanted them fast. She also said that female dragons came in heat once a year, but she didn’t know what was the case with her, because she was turned. Meryl thought it was better to watch and wait. Maybe, she was going to exhibit the same traits as any other dragon female.
Chezzal thought that he had got inside her too fast. What about her pleasure? He thrust inside her lazily and kissed her lips. He nibbled at her bottom lip and whispered, “I want to go down and lick you.”His dirty words aroused her as hell. She bucked her hips into his to show what she wanted. He chuckled. “You are wicked.”He pulled out and started kissing her. He left a trail of kissed all the way from her lips to the hollow of her neck, her breasts, belly and then to her sex. Once there, he licked off her juices with his tongue until she started groaning needily.“Ah! I can't take it anymore,” she hissed. Brishor turned his face over her chest and began suckling them lazily.Chezzal lifted his head up to see
Brishor set Meryl on her feet. There was so much brightness around her that it blinded her for a moment. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself surrounded by huge mountains and snow all around interrupted by tall firs and pines. The snow was fresh and glistening on the mountain slopes as the sun shone brilliantly over them.“Where are we?” she asked, when Brishor took her hand and tugged her to a log cabin that stood on a ledge of a slope, surrounded by a thicket of pines, just a few meters away. The cabin looked… dark and lonely. It was as if there was no one around it. With snow crunching under their boots, and her sandals, they stepped ahead. But seeing that her sandals had become immediately wet, Brishor picked her up. Cold wind blew and fluttered her veil. She wondered how cold this place would be at night. Chezzal came from behind and lifted her veil.
Meryl climbed the dais, her gaze locked with his through the veil. Brishor couldn’t wait to touch her, so he took her hand and helped her climb the steps of the dais. When she came to stand beside him, Brishor couldn’t help thinking that he was the luckiest man in the Lore. His gaze was fixed on her as her maids helped her with the train of her dress. When she was settled, Brishor took her hand to his lips and kissed it as he stared through her veil into her eyes. He just couldn’t help it. “You look beautiful,” he breathed. Meryl’s face heated up and her heartbeat accelerated. Brishor would have continued to look at his mate had the priest not coughed up. “Your Highness, should we start with the ceremony?” Meryl chuckled and Brishor had to leave her hand. They turned to look at the audience and the priest began to chant ancient liturgy. As soon as
Brishor was nervous like a boy who was going to get his first kiss from his girlfriend, or from any girl for that matter. His mother had taken Meryl from their room saying that she needed to be dressed properly because the girl was about to become the queen of Galdere. That’s why Brishor was left alone with Chezzal and Ludwig.Ludwig was making a huge commotion. He blamed Brishor for delaying and because of him, he wasn’t able to meet Penny. It had been close to two hours and the men in the room had become edgy. The servants were supposed to be happy because their king was getting married, instead they were scared when the three mighty men may burst with anger.“You are looking gorgeous!” Ludwig grated. “I am sure you look better than Meryl even. Now will you just walk out of here and get married?”
After what she did to Meryl, Tere wasn’t allowed anywhere near the royalty. Angus was taken out of the prison and when she came to know she had rushed to meet him, but Tere wasn’t allowed to enter the palace by the guards. Even her father’s influence couldn’t get her there. Later, she came to know that Dirk was informed that his daughter was banned from entering or meeting Angus or for that matter any other royalty.Tere was shocked. Her bitterness rose to the next level against Meryl and now she needed solid revenge. That is why when Dirk was invited to the ball, she made a plan in which she was going to use the same tactic she used last time. Her father would put her down, make her feel low and then Meryl would come out, feeling like a doormat.Dirk had somehow smuggled his daughter in the palace’s grounds the previous nigh
Meryl lips curled up. “I am yours…” she breathed.Brishor pulled her up and crashed his lips over hers in a chaste, yet passionate kiss. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear and twirled her once again. She squealed merrily as he brought her to a stop in his arms.A few moments later, other couples joined them on the dance floor and a mood of merriment was set.Brishor gave her to Chezzal after the first dance and then went to talk to his mother and other guests who had surrounded her. Since the wedding was in two days and since Galdere kingdom was witnessing a royal wedding after a long time, his mother was of the opinion that not only the netizens of Galdere should be invited, but kings and queens of other kingdoms too should be invited. And Brishor really didn’t wa
71Meryl lay between her mates, post coital. If having sex like a human was thrilling, having sex like an immortal was like a bomb blast. She was heaving, sweat slicked and glowing. She was exhausted and wanted to sleep. As for the dragons, they wanted more. “You both can now go to hell,” she chuckled.“Then you are coming to hell with us,” Brishor said as he nipped her earlobe.“No, I am going to stay right here,” Meryl laughed.Chezzal coiled his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest. He tucked her head beneath his chin and closed his eyes. “She is tired, Brishor. Give her some time to be ready for us.”“Yes, I will be ready in another two day