The False Dragon Bride
I was Lucan, and the selection hall smelled of hot wax and cold perfume.
Every noble daughter in the room had practiced her smile in a mirror. I could tell by the way the smiles all leaned the same way.
End of Chapter 4
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveI was Lucan, and the selection hall smelled of hot wax and cold perfume.
Every noble daughter in the room had practiced her smile in a mirror. I could tell by the way the smiles all leaned the same way.
End of Chapter 4
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