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Synopsis: With a dragon ravaging the countryside, the Prince of Dragons sends out his best man, Patrick Mylan. His orders—secure an abandoned castle and stop the foul beast from stealing more maidens. This shouldn't be an issue for an Elite of Eternity.
But there is more going on than there seems. When other dragons are sighted in the area, the town sends their maidens to their new lord for protection. Patrick's life just became a lot more complicated. With the dragon he's hunting acting odd and a castle filled with women distracting him, how is he supposed to do the job he was sent for? And what are the ladies going to do when they find out he's the other dragon in the area?
But there is more going on than there seems. When other dragons are sighted in the area, the town sends their maidens to their new lord for protection. Patrick's life just became a lot more complicated. With the dragon he's hunting acting odd and a castle filled with women distracting him, how is he supposed to do the job he was sent for? And what are the ladies going to do when they find out he's the other dragon in the area?
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Pushing the main gate open, Patrick walked out to stand in the center of the road. Having asserted his dominance over the dragon yesterday, he left his shield behind as a show of trust.
There was that same considering cock to the dragon’s head.
“What can I do for you?” Patrick called calmly to the beast. It was obvious the creature wanted something.
“Maidens,” it growled.
“No.” Patrick held his hands wide. “You may not have my maidens.”
A threat rumbled up from the dragon’s chest.
Patrick growled right back at him.
The dragon’s eyes narrowed. It dipped its head and lifted it up, quickly opening its jaws. Something arced through the air and landed near Patrick’s feet. Gold coins spilled out across the ground.
“Maidens,” it growled again.
The contents of the bag shocked Patrick. Was it trying to buy the women? He bent over and picked up the treasure. “These women are not for sale.” He slid the coins back into the leather satchel and held it out for the dragon to take.
The dragon thumped its tail on the ground in frustration. “Maidens!” it roared.
“No!” Patrick roared back. “You cannot have the maidens!” He dropped his hand down to his side. The dragon had made no move to take the gold back, and the bag was heavy. “Tell me what is wrong, and I will see what I can do to help.”
The dragon’s massive head wove back and forth in despair. “Maidens.” This time the word came out as almost a whimper.
It broke Patrick’s heart to refuse again, but he did. This creature was in pain and desperate. He needed something from a maiden but couldn’t communicate what it was.
The creature whimpered, pawed the ground, and took to the skies, leaving Patrick with the bag of gold.
“Find him!” Patrick cried as soon as he was back inside the gates. Men galloped past him, chasing after the dragon as he looked down at the satchel of gold. For a dragon to willingly part with this much treasure was unheard of. Why did he need maidens so badly that he was willing to pay for them? Especially if he had gone as feral as he seemed. “We have to find his lair.”
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