She is a queen by day, graceful, dutiful, smiling through a marriage that has become a cage.
By night she is his.
Queen Aysel's greatest secret is not the power awakening inside her, nor the red crescent moon marking her shoulder. It is the knight who stands guard outside her door… the man whose stolen kisses leave her trembling, whose hands worship every inch of her in hidden cottages and moonlit forests, whose love is the only thing that still feels real.
Sir Draeon was sworn to protect her. Instead, he has fallen so deeply that every touch is treason, every whispered "I love you" a blade against both their throats.
As celestial warriors descend to claim the marked one, her, the kingdom fractures. Her husband grows crueler. Her court whispers of betrayal. And the child she carries may be the spark that ignites the end of everything.
She was never meant to love him.
He was never meant to have her.
Yet in the dark, they choose each other anyway, fierce, desperate, and willing to burn the world if it means one more night in each other's arms.
A forbidden romance.
A goddess awakening.
A love so dangerous it could destroy a kingdom… or save it.
Some vows are meant to be broken.
Some queens refuse to bend.
Legends of the Dragonking
Book One: A Kingdom of Oaths and Shadows
