LOGINShare
Long Live the King
[Segundus]
The wailing of the court was loud and seemed to go on forever.
Every dragon on the court was on their knees, tears streaming down their faces.
Every human slave lies on the ground in deep prostration. Soon their fate would be upon them, and these moments of utter sadness. Soon they will be lighting the very funeral pyres that they will jump on gratefully in tribute to a lost, irreplaceable soul
Because King Maximus Majere, ruler of Luxandra and the surrounding colonies, is dead.
[The Night Before]
Related chapters
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince North
[Carnelia] “AHHHH!” I scream in joy as Queen Cressida stomps into the room. “PRIMUS THELONIUS MAJERE!” his mother sounds stern. “Of all the ridiculous places to land, you bring your mate HERE! Are you insane?” “Ah, Mother,” he replies calmly, unphased by the anger of his mother who glows like a vengeful goddess. “I’m glad you found us. I was worried when you didn’t respond. I’ve been trying to contact you for days.” “I was where you should have been, at home in the Celestial Kingdom, making sure your babies were secure. I’ve
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince West
[Ona] As soon as we notice the ship, Daax and race towards the stairs leading to the hold, only to see several Imperium soldiers are already on board. They must have been hiding while we all boarded and got comfortable. Strapped to their belts each one of them has the collars we use to keep a dragon in human form, ready to cuff us all to prepare for transport. “Imperial worms,” I curse under my breath. Any drake who serves in my father’s army is no real drake at all. Especially the ones who have no problem cuffing and containing helpless injured dragons who have done nothing wrong other than exist. As soon as the path is clear, Daax and I make our way into the shadowed corners of
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Lights Out
[Eleanora] A thousand years from now, when the memory of the world that was long ago fades away into the knowledge of the world that is to come, our children and our grandchildren will ask, “Where were you during the great blackout? Where were you when the stars fell?” Our eyes, cloudy with age, will look to the horizon as we remember how it was a dark night, a night without a moon, with the stars twinkling brightly above our heads. The wind was warm with the first kiss of summer, the chill of spring slowly fading as the sound of young birds filled the night. Everything was ordinary, as it should be. A night without surprises. Until we saw the first star fall. And then another, and then
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince North Gate Crossing
[Carnelia] The flight North was a lot longer than any of us expected. I know how to fly, barely, thanks to Ona being such an amazing big sister and mentor, but that doesn’t mean I have the stamina to fly any type of great distance. My back is sore only a couple of hours into our flight, and by the time we land for lunch, I am barely able to move. This means Primus ends up having to carry me, which we only manage by having him in full dragon form, while he carries me as a human. This allows us to maintain speed, but it also increases the amount of energy he needs to consume. But instead of eating a dragon's amount of fuel, he has been pausing, shifting back into half-dragon form, and only eating what he needs for that size, which doesn't match what he needs to eat to keep his larger body going. I know he is trying to keep his ration the same as before to make sure there is enough for everyone in the party, but he is doing so at his own expense. Unfortunately, between managing our
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Flash Bang Boom
[Ona] The fighting has stopped. We are vastly outnumbered. Thankfully, the Imperium soldiers on board were given orders to stun and contain us, not shoot to kill. Even so, we lost more than a handful of sun dragons to the battle that ensued. Including Daax and myself, the number of resistance fighters on the boat is down to 36. Four days ago, at the start of this adventure, we had more than 60. By the time we reached the end of the tunnel, we numbered 42. I try not to think of all the bodies we lost during the evacuation of Segundus’ lab. So many had never awakened when released from the pods--and there had been hundreds of them. Drakes, drakaina, and some little more than hatchlings. Watching them die as they took their first free breaths in decades is a memory I will torment me for all the remaining moments of my life. There were more bodies on the ground than walked out of that room. I have been fighting this battle against the Imperium for the last four decades but on
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Vile Harvest
[Segundus] My back aches as I land near Hatchery L11. It is early morning, just after dawn. Eleanora was still sleeping when I left. I have a feeling the doctor will give us auspicious news today about her health. Based on the color of her cheeks and her increased appetite, I am certain she is carrying our first clutch. I leave my small group of guards behind in a nearby town. I cannot have anyone who enters these facilities other than myself cannot leave once they enter. We cannot risk trade secrets leaking out to our competitors. I know that Elfholm is considering creating its own factories using a different breed, but as it is now with energy being one of our main exports, I do not want to give away anything that will lessen their dependency on our sources.
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Last Stand
[Carnelia] The still of the morning is shattered as everyone moves into position to protect Primus, Cressida, and myself. We all drop to the ground as another beam of light shoots over our heads. “How many do we have below,” the queen bellows, commanding her men, her body rigid with fear and power. If she is afraid, it is impossible to see, her movements sure and precise. “At least a full platoon of air drakes with another half platoon of fire, My Queen.” One of the guards answers back as another shot zooms overhead. “Possibly more hidden beyond the ridge.” “Un
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince A Dragon With Nothing To Lose
[Primus] Ever since I first saw her tied to that cart, there was something about her, something that captured my heart. Seeing her taken from me, held roughly by the hands of those trying to save her as she is taken away, screaming my name--that broke my heart. So much has happened since that fateful evening when she was left as a sacrifice at the foot of my mountain. She had fire in her then too, but it was buried deep within her, almost smothered by a lifetime of hate and abuse. Once I started to brush away the ash and soot of her previous life, she began to glow, her fire mostly directed at me, but fire nonetheless. Even when she tried to extinguish it, when the weight of the world and her sadness threatened to crush her spirit, she came back to me, her fire bright and true. Loving her has been hot and pure and never boring, never predictable, almost like flame itself. Right now, burning with rage, with righteous indignation, she is the brightest I’ve ever seen her.
Latest chapter
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Epilogue: The One Who Was Sacrificed
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Stasis
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Inferno
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince A Place Amongst The Stars
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Rumors
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince A Dragon With Nothing To Lose
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Last Stand
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Vile Harvest
Sacrificed to the Dragon Prince Flash Bang Boom
