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Chapter 1

It wasn’t the first time he’d run for his life And it most likely would not be the last In the past few decades, though, he’d ry fathers who’d found hiuards--sent by angry fathers who’d found him where they felt he should not be

But this day, Gwenvael ran from his own kin Not that this was in any way new to him either, but it had been a while since he’d been forced to

Also true was that he should have kept his iti out of proportion and took out their e on him

Why did they just not admit they were jealous? For he envael the Handsoon Queen, Foron Queen’s Northern Arions, Gwenvael was always

And his kin hated him because of that

Besides, who knew that a queen would be so sensitive? Even a human one

All he did was ask a sie at only seven months with child?" A si noises, and throeaponry It seemed the human queenarm was still true Nearly took my damn ear off

Now the queen’s consort--also known as Gwenvael’s eldest brother and future Dragon King of the Southlands, Fearghus--felt the need to chase him down like a rabbit

That’s envael ran Because if Fearghus the Destroyer destroyed Gwenvael’s beautiful face, the big bastard would never face retribution for it Because, as always, he’d be forgiven his violent transgressions while Gwenvael was never forgiven his randfather’s kitchen est that when his s that brought out the largeness of her ass? His father’s claw right to the back of the head Set up a sest brother Éibhear that involved a few of the local brothel girls? His hus, however, had hacked off the tip of Gwenvael’s poor tail o and still he had not been punished While the spiked tip ons used as a weapon floated in a river soed around a stuically laured tail Uses most females appreciated quite a lot

Gwenvael dashed around a corner, heading toward the stables and out the back entrance It was then he saeet Izzy, daughter of the delicious Talaith and Gwenvael’s idiot brother Briec

Izzy was not Gwenvael’s niece by blood, her true father a Southland huo in battle before Talaith and Briec had ever met or mated But Izzy was still family and he adored her as she adored hiht until she sla into one of the stable doors He kept forgetting exactly how strong his human niece was Her mother may be a small dainty witch trained to kill on command, but Izzy was a bit of a bruiser--and enjoyed that about herself immensely

Izzy stood over him and yelled out, "Got hi niece! How could you?"

"You shouldn’t have hurt her feelings! It was er at him "Don’t be e Izzy Her loyalty to the queen was never to be questioned Even now she trained with the troops daily, hoping to be sent off to war so she could prove her loyalty with blood Why anyone felt the need to do that was beyond Gwenvael He didn’t like to bleed or be harmed in any way He liked all his bits and pieces exactly where they were and in the correct working order As he was forced to tell his father ht for my mother’s throne I never said I’d die for it" Then he’d add, simply to annoy the old bastard into one of his frothy temper tantruht you loved oodness was so sincere that the thought of fireballing her froh his rabbed Gwenvael by the hair and proceeded to drag hi bastard!"

"You’re going back in there, you son of a bitch," Fearghus growled out "You’re going back in there and you’re going to apologize if it’s the last thing you ever do"

"I have nothing to apologize for"

To prove he disagreed on that point, Fearghus stopped long enough so that he could stoainst Gwenvael’s stomach

"Ow!"

"You h the Great Hall of the Garbhán Isle castle now At one time this had been a place of horror, the seat of power for Lorcan the Butcher Now it belonged to the woman as Lorcan’s bastard sister and the one who’d taken his head

"I can walk on hus when he realized the whiny lizard had no intention of stopping any tih Gwenvael could shift to his natural--and exquisite--dragon foret away, he’d only unnecessarily har he was loath to do He liked humans … Well, he liked female humans The males he could do with or without