Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

We stand side by side, our minds racing with the knowledge that Queen Victoria is plotting something sinister. My eyes

narrow in concentration, I turn to James with a determined expression. “I’m summoning a friend,” I declare, my voice

steady despite the gravity of the situation.

James, his muscular frame clad in finely crafted leather armor, raises an eyebrow, his bright green eyes flashing with a mix

of curiosity and skepticism. “A friend, huh? And what kind of friend can help us against the likes of Victoria?” he asks, his

tone laced with sarcasm. I ignore his doubt, my focus unwavering as I begin to chant softly, my hands moving in intricate

patterns through the air.

Moments later, a raven lands gracefully on the windowsill outside, its dark feathers glistening in the dim light. James

scoffs, his arms crossing over his broad chest. “I don’t see how a bird is going to help us,” he mutters, his frustration

evident. Unperturbed, I open the window with a swift motion, allowing the raven to enter. It perches between them, its

dark eyes gleaming with an intelligence that seems almost human.

In a flicker of movement, the raven transforms into a man, his tall, athletic frame clad in black leather. His long black hair

falls in straight strands, and his void-like eyes seem to pierce through the very souls of those he gazes upon. A smirk

plays on his lips as he regards James. “Daft King, I am no mere bird,” Donn declares, his voice smooth and laced with

amusement. Turning to me, he adds, “Darling, you’ve certainly gotten yourself into a pickle this time.”

the man before him.

his voice tinged with disbelief. I chuckle softly, a hint of pride in

Donn

tension in the room eases slightly, Donn’s smirk deepens.

“But enough of this banter. We have a queen to dethrone and a kingdom to save. Shall

expression turning serious as I gesture for Donn to join us at the small table in the center of

about my connection to the Ravens, takes a seat beside me, his mind racing with questions. Donn, ever the enigmatic figure, settles gracefully into the chair opposite us,

amassing power, hasn’t she?” I begin, my voice low and steady. “We need to know her next move, and more importantly, we

leans forward, his elbows resting on the table as he steeples his fingers. “The queen’s ambitions are no

night sky. She’s been forging alliances with lesser houses, promising

her true strength lies in her ability to manipulate

his green eyes flashing with determination. “We can’t let her consolidate her power any

operation, disrupt her plans before

press into a thin line as I consider our options. “We’ll need to gather more information. Donn, can you

out

his void-like eyes glinting with a dangerous light. “Infiltrate? My dear, I can

her shadow, her confidant, her most trusted advisor. By the time she realizes what’s happening, it’ll

raises an eyebrow, a hint of admiration creeping

for the full experience. You won’t find the next chapter

is low and velvety, sending a shiver down James’s spine. “Confidence is my middle name, King.

my kind, and I intend to repay

about.”

tension giving way to a sense of camaraderie and

races with the possibilities, my strategic mind already plotting our

the revelation about my connection to the Ravens, feels a surge of determination.

stand a chance against

on and our plans take shape, a shadow