Epilogue
| Vladimir | To say I was nervous would be the understatement of the century. I was more than nervous, I was damn frightened. I had never been in one of these kind of things. Never in history there had been a dragon king that had had a wedding ceremony, or that had made vows to his mate in front of some human priest. Maybe because there hadn't been a dragon king mated to a human before me. All dragons would make were some marking ceremonies. No weddings. And I was damn frightened. What if I said something wrong? Something that would made everyone laugh? What if my vow wasn't what Anastasia was expecting? What if she was having second thoughts? Those questions were eating me inside, no matter the smile I had on my face as I waited on the altar for my beautiful soon-to-be bride to a
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