Rebuilding His Dragon Kingdom
By Amelia Shaw
DAMON
“Sire.” The voice of my chief advisor startled me out of my thoughts. “They’re here.”
I straightened and stood up from my throne, striding forward into the center of the room. It was customary to greet a fellow king on equal ground. I could not meet my guests from high on my throne.
The formal clothes I wore were stiff and uncomfortable. I much preferred to wear my everyday attire, but my advisors had cautioned against it. I found all the court rules and regulations stifling, especially when my mind and my focus was on the repair work I’d been carrying out with my men this morning.
Still. Stavrok had shown me great generosity during the battle by coming to our aid. Not to mention what he’d done for us since we started repairing. It w
