Halfworld

Rejected Bride: Married To The Dragon King

Catlaina Sloggett

I knelt on the cold stone of the Dragon God Altar, waiting to marry Lord Harper Carney. It was my only chance to escape the gilded cage of my family. But when Harper finally arrived, he wasn't alone. His arm was wrapped tightly around my cousin, Hettie. Right in front of the entire court, he coldly announced that our marriage was a mistake. Hettie leaned into his embrace, wearing a triumphant smile while playing the innocent victim. The assembled nobles openly jeered at me. They mocked my greatest failing—that I was a worthless "Dragonless" born without the inner fire. My own father was furious, not at them, but at me. He demanded I go to Hettie's estate and beg for her forgiveness. When I refused, he threatened to cut off all my funds and revoke my only job at the Royal Scribes' Office. I was publicly abandoned, stripped of my dignity, and left with absolutely nothing. I didn't cry, and I didn't scream. Why should I be the one to apologize when they were the ones who betrayed me? For years, I had endured their abuse, treated like a pawn to be sacrificed at will. But looking at their smug faces, my despair turned into cold resolve. I took off my betrothal coronet and dropped it at Harper's feet, publicly nullifying the contract myself. I thought I would have to face the ruin alone, until a mysterious, powerful man with burning golden eyes stepped out of the shadows. "Marry me," he said. "I will be your shield, and we will crush them together."

Fantasy Suspense Hidden Identities Dragon

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In the mourning hall, the air was heavy with grief. Heidy Hua stood quietly at the side, her eyes red with tears as she stared at the man in the coffin. There were many people who came to mourn, all of them bowing to pay their respects.

"I'm sorry for your loss," they would all say as they came up to her.

"Thank you," she would reply, her hands gracefully folded in front of her as she bowed back to them.

As she looked at her father lying down on the coffin, Heidy wished with all her might that he was just playing a prank on her, that he was just asleep and that he would soon open his eyes to tell her that he was still alive. However, it seemed more like a nightmare from which she couldn't be able to wake up from. The more she thought about it, the more pain she felt in her heart. But she had to endure it. She couldn't let herself break down.

The ceremony was still going on, and more and more people came to mourn. After having a word with the steward, Heidy went off and walked towards the villa in the backyard. It had been over twenty four hours since she had had some decent sleep. With her head throbbing, Heidy just wanted to have a few minutes of rest.

As she climbed up to the second floor, she heard a strange noise from the bedroom at the end of the hall. The fatigue Heidy felt left her body in an instant. She was not a fool and she knew what was going on in the room.

When she was about to push open the door to see who was shamelessly making love during her father's wake, she did not expect to hear a familiar voice. "Oh, baby, I've been missing you so much these days." Before the man finished speaking, there was another loud groan.

Heidy's eyes were wide open now, filled with undeniable shock. "No... It can't be..." Heidy murmured, her face turning pale.

A charming female voice then spoke. "Honey, I missed you too. What if my sister comes back?"

"Don't worry. I'm pretty sure she's busy with the funeral. You look so sexy right now. I think I might have to punish you today..." The man's low grunt showed that he was growing impatient.

The woman's laughter was soft and teasing. Not being able to stand it anymore, Heidy pushed the door open with great anger.

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