No one who wears a crown is ever safe.” ~ George R. R. Martin
(Mateo)
My mind was whirring as I walked out of my room with Vera.
I had been thinking about the crown for a while, but I thought maybe I could get the name from Vera. But whoever it was, he had been playing a very careful game.
The Royal council was made of the five important clans of Draconiá from powerful blood lineage, and I always had a feeling that most of them would so gladly stab us to our deaths and then conquer the throne. Dragons had always been a self-serving creatures, and their addiction to things they couldn’t have...
"Like our mate...” Shade said with an amused chuckle. I shook my head.
“With the power and magic of the crown always in side with us, they can’t come anywhere near us or our throne, and it must
