Prologue

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AUTHOR'S POV

Frore stripped her gown off her body and dipped her leg in the lake. A sudden smile made it's way up her adorable lips. The water was warm, just like always. Happily, she started to take slow steps inside the water, as the ripples started appearing in it

A constant smile of contentment, was plastered on her face. Reaching the middle of the lake where water had covered her upto her chest, she started rubbing her arms softly with the water.

The sudden splash from somewhere hit her back and she jerked up, her smile falling off at the possibility of something inside the water.

With her eyes wide, she slowly turned around in the water.

A scream erupted in the silent still forest and all birds flew away from the trees; scared.

Frore hurriedly placed her arms over her chest, to cover her exposed body from the eyes of the intruder, who was causing her enough problems already.

“ It's nothing I have not seen before...Let's bath together! ” Vayldre purred, teasing Frore, swimming closer to her.

Frore's wide eyes, travelled from his face to his exposed stomach and his perfectly shaped abs. Gulping, she trembled slightly. This man was really out to give her a heart attack.

“ Stop right there before I freeze the whole lake...” Frore screamed out, forcefully detaching her eyes from his perfectly seductive body and turned her back at him.

Vayldre reached and stopped just behind her with the distance of just a few inches between their bodies.

Warmth radiating from his body, was seeping through Frore's back, as goosebumps rose on her body. What was he doing to her?

Vayldre raised his hand and slowly traced his long rough finger down her back in the water, making her flinch and jump up in the water, almost exposing her body to him. Frore was cursing the time, she let him in her small world.

“ What are you so afraid of, Frore...” Vayldre whispered in a husky voice and sneaked a little closer, until his breaths were hitting her exposed neck.

“ Vayldre...” Feeling him so close, Frore's breath hitched in her throat. The soft caress of his rough finger was driving her crazy.

Slowly, he grabbed her shoulders and easily turned her to face him. She didn't know, why she couldn't protest against his hands.

With her hands still wrapped around her body, she closed her eyes to avoid looking at him. He had been forcing his way in her heart.

A hand sneaked around her waist and pulled their bodies closer in the water, which was providing them cover from everything else in this world.

Vayldre's hand slowly caressed her lower back, as she tried to keep breathing. It felt like, she was holding her breath back, only feeling his breaths and his heartbeat.

Feeling the caress for the longest time, she scaredly opened her trembling eyes, to end up gazing directly into his intense eyes, that were demanding something from her. But, she was afraid. She was afraid to trust people and give her heart to anyone.

Before she could understand what was happening, she felt his hot lips on her freezing cold one's. He was kissing her with so much passion, that she was stunned for a while, with her eyes wide open. Slowly, she closed her eyes and released her hands from around her body, sliding them up his chest and stopping at the back of his neck, trying to match the intensity of his lips with her own lips.

Maybe...It was okay to trust someone just once.

Just once.

Maybe...It was okay to love someone just once.

Just once in her whole life.

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Vayldre was looking down at Frore's peacefully sleeping face and her figure under the sheets. She looked so at peace tonight, without having any nightmares.

He was standing straight, fully dressed, ready to head out. Slowly, he caressed her cheek and whispered, “ You shouldn't have trusted me, Frore...”

Retracting his hand, he started walking out to the clear opening in the forest. Reaching there, he closed his eyes and suddenly his body started to reshape into something to the horror of all the other animals.

In a while, in the place of Vayldre stood a creature, so gigantic, that all animals ran away from there. A string of smoke was coming out his nose with each breath.

The golden scales of his back were so mesmerising, that it stunned the surroundings for a while. As the gigantic creature opened it's eyes, orange coloured glossy eyes came into view.

Opening its gigantic wings, the creature started flying away from the forest, creating sudden ripples in the ground, beneath his feets.

It was a dragon.

The gigantic Golden Dragon.

The most rumoured Ruthless Golden Dragon, who only existed in tales of the mad.

He was Vayldre, The Golden Dragon.

The last prince of Dragon race.

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Reaching it's destination, the Dragon lowered down on the ground and his feets came in contact with the Earth, shooking everything off for a second. Slowly, his body started to reshape again and he came back in his old form.

The people were already waiting for him. Stepping up, he received everyone'e bow of respect expect for one person's.

“ Brief us...” The person commanded and Vayldre sat down on one of the chair.

“ I will find the Magic stone soon...” A sly smirk stretched upon Vayldre's lips. A smile so evil, that it could send shivers down your spine.

“ From what we saw, you have been lovey dovey with a human lately...” Someone sneered from across the room.

“ She is not a normal human...” Vayldre leaned back in his chair.

“ SHE IS EIRLYS ALBERTINE...” He announced and everyone started to murmur to each other in surprise.

“ She is an Albertine? ” Someone gasped.

“ She is...” Vayldre stood up from his seat and started strolling to stand in front of everyone.

“ She will get me the magic stone...” He trailed his fingers on the engravings of the table.

“ She will give it to me...” He smirked evily.

“ After that...” He looked up in the eyes of everyone one by one.

“ We will kill every human there is and Dragons will reign again...” His eyes screamed the type of coldness, that made shivers run up everyone's spine.

“ Why would she give you the Magic stone? ” Someone sneered again, making Vayldre's eyes snap in that direction.

With a serious look in his eyes, Vayldre turned his back to everyone, facing the window, from where moon could be seen clearly.

“ Love...” He whispered to himself, but it didn't go unheard by anyone, as they all had sensitive hearing.

“ Humans can do anything for Love...They can sell their souls to the devil...They can give away their lives and they can take thousand lives too...” He whispered in a trance, still staring at the moon.

“ Love will make her do everything I ask of her...” A smirk came up on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes this time.

“ After that..” He turned around.

“ I will kill her...” He announced and cheers of victory errupted in the room.

Vayldre started walking away from there, thinking about what was coming their way...

For him!

It was Duty Against Love.

And he would always choose DUTY.