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“How are you feeling?” asked Trajan. “Like I’ve been gutted and sewn back together.” “Well, that’s accurate, then.” Trajan smiled. “You look less like Pluto’s meat today.”
“Aren’t you tired of waiting on me?” “No,” I answered softly and wiped his neck and upper chest. The clean linen covered his naked body. It had taken Koska and me nearly an hour to wrestle the soiled sheets from underneath his body and replace them with new ones after I’d sutured his wound. “Let me put on some more salve.” I lowered the sheet just enough to see the long scar from beneath his naval to his left hip bone. The flesh wasn’t puckered and red as it was the first day. It seemed to be healing well. “It will leave a nasty scar,” I said while gently adding the salve. He flinched beneath
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I left the tent,
YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO LEAVE THE TENT WTF MALINA!
“I can finally confess to you,” I murmured, stilling my hand where it cupped his jaw, my thumb settling at the corner of his wide mouth, “that you are my treasure too.”
“I see what you’re doing. Stand up so I’m not talking to the back of your head. Though it is a lovely view.”
Yes gworl because the back of yo head is ridiculous
“Before you came, all of this was easier,” I admitted. “What do you mean?” “I never cared about losing my life.” “But now you do?” “No.” I hugged her close. “I care about losing yours.”
“Looking forward to your hospitality and getting a look at your slave girl soon.”
ummm
He grunted and lowered his mouth to the crown of my head. “I told you not to use your gift on me, didn’t I?” “I don’t care. You’ll take it whether you want it or not.”
It was a mockery to the gods to call this a sacrifice. There were no priests. No priestesses. This rite was presided over by the self-appointed god, Igniculus. An unholy horror of a creature.
The whole ceremony was an odd juxtaposition of monstrous and civil. The patricians applauded him like he was receiving a garland around his head at a triumph. In reality, he stood there half-naked, holding a man’s skull that had been dipped in gold, his new prized goblet.
🤣
When Trajan was close enough for me to hear, he whispered, “You may rise and go back to the kitchen. Best you stay out of sight for the night.” Without wasting a second, I was on my feet and hurrying past the drummer and the skull bearer and away from this nightmare as fast as my legs would take me.
His body was so beautiful, so strong and powerful. His cock hung half-hard as he reached down and stroked it. I was no virgin, having explored sex a few times with Hanzi the year before our village was attacked. But Hanzi had been more of a boy, not a man, and certainly not a dragon of Julian’s proportions.
“I’d fill you up till you became round with my child.” “Our child,” I corrected on a gasping breath.
“To Julian, Ciprian will give his prized Andalusian stallion.” Ciprian hissed but said nothing. “To Ciprian, Julian will give his Celtic slave girl.”
Oh this was very much planned.
“Golden dragons had the ability to amplify fire. Suck it into themselves and expel ten times more. They could create an explosion of fire.”
OH OH OH!!!!
“Don’t be the firebird tonight, Malina.” I smiled back, knowing full well there was no way I could be anything but.
“I am not Roman, nor am I Celtic. I am Dacian, and we do not worship your gods.” That was a lie since I’d already worshipped at Proserpina’s altar, praying for the souls of my sisters, Enid, and family. “Why would Minerva give me such a gift? I’m not Roman.”
I flew through the night sky, my arms spread wide, a flowing white gown billowing at my ankles. Then a terrifying roar startled me, causing me to spin midair. It was Ciprian in dragon form, black scales shining beneath the moonlight. His red eyes glowed and he snapped his jaws as he barreled closer. I floated and waited for him. When he opened his jaws to eat me, I wrapped my arms around his snout, and my tether—a tangible golden rope—burst from my chest and coiled around his legs and wings, binding him tight. I stared into one of his gleaming red eyes and whispered, “Fire.” Then we were
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“Of course. You have their magic.” She winked. “Now you’d best get gone before Doro comes barreling into my home and tearing the place apart with his giant behemoth body.”
If she was hurt before I could I free her, I’d set the world on fire and gladly watch it burn.
Without another thought, I spoke through the one bond that never broke, the tether that had latched tight and never severed, the one to Julian.
FUCKING HELL
“Fratricide, of course.”
Obviously...the fact he didn't think this was possible is incredible to me
How had I never come to the conclusion that he’d killed my family?
This
“No,” said Julian gravely, “then he’d be flirting with you and your pretty sisters incessantly and I’d have to beat him for it.”
The emperor’s furious roar could be heard all the way down Palatine Hill to the forum, where Trajan was meeting with a group of senators. He looked up at the sound and smiled.
