The Dragon King's Substitute Bride

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A playful smile danced across her lips. "True enough," she conceded. "But can you at least give me. a hint? So long as it's not another Ari..."

I feigned a gasp, placing a hand over my chest. "Morgan! You wound me. Isn't one enough excitement for a lifetime?"

Her laugh filled the room, a sound that warmed me more than any physical fire ever could. "Perhaps not," she admitted, the twinkle in her eyes undeniable. "Alright, keep your secrets. But just know, I expect to be thoroughly impressed."

With a mock bow, I gestured towards the window. Then let us depart, shall we? Are you ready?"

She tied the belt of the shorter, creamy robe around her waist and nodded.

"Good. My surprise awaits."

Before she could question further, I extended my hand towards her. A hesitant smile played on her lips as she placed her hand in mine. The warmth of her touch sent a familiar current of energy coursing through me..

With a silent instruction to my dragon, the world around us began to shift. The familiar scent of our chambers faded, replaced by the crisp coolness of the evening air. Looking down, Morgan gasped.

We were no longer standing on the solid floor, but soaring high above the palace grounds. The wind whipped through her hair, tugging at the light fabric of her robe. Below us, the sprawling palace courtyard became a miniature world bathed in the golden light of the setting

sun.

escaped her lips, and

the view, Morgan?" I asked, the rumble in my voice

exclaimed, her voice filled with awe. "I've never flown before! It's... exhilarating! How did

take you flying as

a surge of joy radiating

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the sky, the worries of the day seemed to melt away, replaced by a shared sense of wonder and a burgeoning connection that promised something far

below became a distant memory, replaced by a breathtaking vista of rolling green hills

exhilaration in my flight was à tangible thing, a rumble in my chest that echoed in my voice. "Hold on tight, Morgan," I called out, the wind

her breath, took in the scene around her with wide eyes. Unlike the formal gardens of the palace, this one was a riot of untamed beauty. Wildflowers, a kaleidoscope of colors, bloomed everywhere, their sweet fragrance mingling with the earthy scent of pine and damp soil. A

of sadness flickered across my features for a fleeting moment, a shadow on the joy of seeing her wonder. Then, extending a hand towards

This wasn't just a beautiful place; it was a sanctuary, a place overflowing with memories of the woman I loved and missed dearly.

hand, she stepped out cautiously, her gaze falling upon a sight that stole her breath away. Beneath the sprawling branches of an ancient oak, a white linen cloth was spread on the soft grass, a basket overflowing with enticing treats nestled in its center. Goblets gleamed in

genuine smile, warm and radiant, lit up her face. This is... incredible," she breathed, her voice filled with

of pride peeked through in my voice. "I just wanted to show you a special

hand trailed across the soft fabric of the cloth. "This is perfect," she said, her voice filled with sincerity. "Thank you for sharing

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shared grief for my mother, a growing appreciation for each other, and the promise of something more. The flight, the breathtaking scenery, and

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that transcended words.

The