The Dragonless Maid's Dangerous Royal Mate

Chapter 2

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he tapestry. My gaze, however, never left Courtland. He was speaki

the mark of a common Dragon-kin, less noble than the crimson-gold of a hal

it up, Claire. Rosalind's ba

ly. "Not necessarily." M

ourtland. Courtland nodded, gave Rosalind an apologetic smile,

e! He wa

" I told Maeve, and before she co

h several couples murmuring sweet nothings to ea

he light here was dimmer than in the hall, with only the Drag

me, his tall back nearly b

r, my mind racing. Maybe I could p

vy platters rushed out from a side p

hem, not noticing the curled ed

I lost my balance, my body t

umiliation of falling flat on the floor, o

pain nev

my arm, pulling me int

lled with Courtland's unique dragon scent-a cold, shar

voice rumbled above my head, l

s gripping my upper arm through the thin fabric of

pt my head down, not daring to look at him. "S-sorry,

t, almost a physical weight, scruti

e asked. His tone wa

quickly. "I'm

ice-blue eyes were completely calm, as if he

continuing down the corridor as if our e

ch still lingering on my arm, but my

steady. Several young noblewomen were glaring

"Gods, Claire, I saw you run into Lord Courtl

n's whispers

How dare she throw herself at

. Lord Courtland is the future Dragon Lord.

ouched her. Sh

les stabbing into my hea

lutter of my heart from that touch had been r

ut his eyes had n

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The Dragonless Maid's Dangerous Royal Mate

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“I am a lowly "Dragonless" handmaiden in a world ruled by powerful dragon-shifting nobles. For years, I secretly loved Courtland Beaumont, the flawless heir to the fortress. When I finally gathered the courage to approach him at a grand banquet, he publicly humiliated me. Standing next to his high-born lover, he laughed and coldly declared that a worthless Dragonless girl like me would never be his type. My heart shattered. I fled the hall in tears, only to crash into a tall, terrifying stranger in the dark corridor. He grabbed my wrist hard enough to bruise, mocked my crying face, and sneered that a kitchen maid like me didn't belong there. Furious and completely broken, I lost my mind and screamed at him, calling him an arrogant, rude bastard before running away. But when my friend dragged me back to the hall for the main ceremony, my blood ran cold. The stranger I had just cursed out was standing on the high dais. He was Hardin Beaumont, the Dragon Lord's infamous, violent second son who had just returned from exile. And his dark, cruel eyes were locked right on me. I had offended both the heir I loved and the dangerous prince I feared in a single night. I kept my head down, desperately trying to sneak out the back door to escape my doomed fate. But a lazy, chilling voice suddenly echoed through the quiet crowd, stopping me in my tracks. "Leaving so soon? Is it because you look down on me, or the Beaumont family?"”