Too Late For Regret: My Dragon Lord

Chapter 5

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swirling vortex of suspicion, rage, and a s

palms were slick with sweat, but I couldn't show an ounce

n. She shrieked, "Caelus, don't believe her! How could she p

g to push me away, but

ne dying in that room is your son, not mine. Are you sure you want

ck to Caelus, her voice a pleading

I couldn't be trusted, but Aidan's fadi

tee?" he finally as

a doctor, I would never say that to a patient's family. But now, to

the original Florence's attendants, but her shifty eyes tol

ff," I said, turning to Ruby. "You. You'

nd instinctively looked

rence, on what grounds do you dismiss

"My domain, my rules. If I don't even have that much auth

ed at both Ruby and Catharine, "Do

ned from Catharine's face. It was the first t

I turned back to Caelus. "N

concession. "Fine. I agree. If you can save Aidan, I swear I

ld smile. "I want you to swear an

ow a dragon could make. To break it meant inviting a backlash from o

ake such a binding oath for a Dragonless wo

your luck!"

unyielding. I knew his type. Without an abso

de, but with Aidan's breathing growing

rrendered. He closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and be

ould feel the very air vibrate, an invisi

. If Florence Wilkerson saves the life of my son, Aidan, I will pardon all transgressions of her and her son, Aethan, a

iest stone in my heart fina

e patient. And prepare high-proof spirits, candles,

. Healing required such things? It sound

ciously, "What do

bloodletting," I said, deli

s I had requested, shrieked, "

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Too Late For Regret: My Dragon Lord

Barclay Hsu Fantasy

“I am "Dragonless" wife of a powerful Dragon Lord. But the moment I opened my eyes, I was being publicly whipped for a false adultery charge orchestrated by his favored concubine. My five-year-old son, Aethan, threw his tiny body over mine to take the brutal, dragon-hide lash. My husband, Caelus, looked at us with pure disgust. "Get out of the way, you Dragonless bastard! Continue the punishment." He ordered the guards to drag my bleeding child away so he could finish beating me to death. To secure a pardon, I used my modern medical knowledge to pull Caelus's other son-the concubine's child-back from a fatal fever. But instead of gratitude, the concubine coached her recovered child to frame me, claiming I had maliciously tortured him with my acupuncture needles. Caelus instantly believed their act, looking at me with murderous suspicion once again. Meanwhile, my own son suddenly coughed up blood and fell unconscious, his spleen silently ruptured from the brutal whip lash he took for me. Looking at my dying child and my cold, arrogant husband, my heart completely died. Why should I stay in this hell, begging for the affection of a blind, cruel man who would let his own flesh and blood die over a cheap lie? I ripped the priceless royal brooch from my collar and stabbed it fiercely into Caelus's hand when he tried to grab my wrist. "I want a divorce. I am done with you completely and forever." This time, I am leaving this wretched place to save my son and live for myself.”