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Intro. The Kingdom of Vhal'Zyrr was built on volcanic mountains and the bones of ancient gods. Ruled by dragons since the beginning of time, it is second only in power to a single empire in that entire world. Lucas Drakarion Vhal'Zyrr was born to the throne. And this taught him early: feelings are weaknesses. When the Council of Heaven sends a decree sealed with divine light, Luke already knows—it's not a request. It is a political agreement. An arranged marriage. With Dahlia, a 1.72m angel, coming from the High Kingdoms. He accepts without hesitation. Not because I want to. But out of duty. On the day she arrives at the castle, too distracted to notice the weight of the place, Lucas watches her from the top of the throne. Silent. Evaluating. She stumbles slightly over her own dress, fumbles when bowing... and it irritates him. "So... That's it." — he says, his voice deep and controlled. — "The obligation they sent me." He is not cruel. But it's not kind either. Luke treats her as a political commitment, not as a future queen.

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