The Dragon King's Substitute Bride

Chapter 56

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Ari

The other servant tried to pull me off, but I swung my arm back and knocked her to the ground.

"Wait your turn, wench!" I growled, my focus still on the one pinned against the wall. The servant in my grip struggled, her eyes wide with fear.

"Please calm down. This isn't helping your-

"I don't need advice from servant trash!" I screamed.

I could feel my control slipping, the rage taking over completely. I'd d tear them to pieces. My claws ripped through her dress. She crumbled. Blood filled the air. Their surprised shrieks quickly turning into screams for help. The mouthy one tried to fight back, throwing the tray she'd been. carrying at me. The world dissolved into a blur of movement and rage as I unleashed my frustration on the unsuspecting servants.

But even in the throes of my anger, a sliver of fear wormed its way into my heart. Their words echoed in my mind.

....lost her favor

...throw her out.

Was Tsuneo truly ready to cast me

let it be. I had to make him see reason, to remind him of our bond, of our destiny together. But first, I had to silence these gossiping fools, to make sure no one else dared question my position. My roar echoed through the empty corridor. A slice of pain went across the back of my head. I heard the mouthy one talking to the other one. She kicked me in the face and then they were running away. I got up rushing after them, but then, I noticed a guard and backtracked. There was no sense in getting in more trouble. I should have killed

glare, I stormed away, the scent of blood was a small comfort amidst the storm raging within. Every muscle in my body felt coiled tight, a live wire

slammed the door shut with a resounding boom that rattled the paintings on the wall. The room, once a reflection

silk tapestry was ripped from the wall, the threads raining

destruction was a pitiful echo of

human had

still mine. She wasn't even a placeholder

bed, the room a chaotic reflection of my inner turmoil. Tears welled in my eyes, a torrent of frustration threatening to break. But I wouldn't allow it. Weakness was a luxury I

way I was always by his side, all the training I've undergone to be the perfect wife, and the destiny that awaited us. I had to make him

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me about it. I would be quee killing her would be easy. But that would have to be a last resort. Maybe I could even blame the president who were originally put him

The tantrum, a childish indulgence, had served its purpose. Now, it was time for

of a tear from my cheek, I stalked towards the sound, a flicker of hope igniting in my chest. Perhaps it

a young messenger, his face etched with a mixture of fear and urgency. He bowed hurriedly, thrusting a rolled parchment into

stammered, before scurrying

fingers trembled slightly as I unfurled the note I recognized the

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Kingfisher's Perch at dusk.