Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

Before I can respond, Donn vanishes, his form shifting into a raven in mid-air. The bird lets out a loud caw, flapping its

wings wildly as it darts between the guards. The men stumble, their attention drawn to the unexpected intruder.

“Now!” James shouts, seizing the moment. He lunges forward, his sword flashing as he engages the nearest guard. I

follow suit, my dagger slicing through the air as I target another.

The fight is chaotic, the space cramped and cluttered. I dodged a swing, my foot connecting with my opponent’s chest as

I sent him crashing into a bookshelf. I spin, my blade deflecting another attack, my movements fueled by adrenaline and

determination. James fights with precision, his strikes calculated and deadly. He disarms one guard, using the man’s own

sword against him before turning to assist me. Together, we are back-to-back, our bond unbreakable as we face our

enemies.

Donn reappears in human form, his hands raised as he weaves a spell. A burst of magic erupts from his palms, knocking

two guards off their feet. “Impressive, isn’t it?” he quips, his smirk never faltering.

The remaining guards hesitate, their eyes widening at the display of power. I seize the opportunity, my dagger finding its

mark as I disable the last of our opponents. The archives fall silent, the only sound our heavy breathing and the rustle of

was too close,” James says, his voice tight as he sheathes

“Are you all

we can’t stay here. We need to get out of

map, tucking it securely into his

retrace our path through the palace. My mind

real challenge lies ahead. Deciphering

cunning. As

James sits beside me, his hand finding mine.

voice

faintly, drawing strength from his presence. “Together,”

leans against the wall, his arms crossed as he regards us with a knowing smile. “You two are quite the pair.

won’t succeed. We won’t let her. I will kill

“I know you won’t. But be careful. Victoria’s not the

at play you can’t

push the unease aside. We have a mission, a purpose, and

say, my voice firm. “For

the day turns to night, we spread the map out on

arms crossed as he watches them work. “It’s a riddle,” James

plain sight, but the key

map, my mind clicking into place. “The constellations.

alignment of

for the

else. Happy reading!