Ваша оценкаIngram is a coward and weakling—at least according to his father, the king, and the royal court. He cannot use a sword, he faints at the sight of blood, and even his brilliant abilities as a strategist are not enough to overcome his failings. When his father loses a bet to the notorious Lord Mallory over the matter of a dragon slaying, he pays his debt by ordering Ingram to marry him.
Then his father reveals that he is putting Ingram to a greater purpose, giving Ingram one last chance to prov...
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RamingoWS27 июля 2018 г."And Lord Mallory, he`s nice to you?"
"Mallory is..." Ingram couldn`t have stopped the soft smile that came to his face, even if he`d tried. "He makes me feel sometimes as if I have the strength to take on a dragon." And Mallory would be there to help him if he faltered.042- RamingoWS27 июля 2018 г.Читать далее
He ran into his first leg of trouble at the gate to the castle. "Halt!" the guard called. "What is your business?"
"I`ve come to speak with His Majesty."
"His Majesty is not seeing visitors," the guard sneered. "Especially not northern swine such as yourself."
"I apologize." Ingram tugged his hood off, setting his hand on the knee closest to them. He`d slipped on his ring in Magnolia and it sat beside his wedding ring and his mother`s ring. The guard`s eyes widened comically when he saw it. "I must have misheard you."
"Y— Your Highness. I didn`t recognize you. I apologize."
Ingram knew that the combination of stress and travel had likely taken its toll. He`d seen the bruise that had bloomed along his cheek, accompanying the stable that had formed over the past few days. He looked nothing like himself. "You speak to our people that way?"
"I— I didn`t know."
"I`ll deal with you later." Ingram rode past the gate, ignoring the guard`s apologies.032 - RamingoWS27 июля 2018 г.Читать далее
"I respect your orders. But it seems to me that you have a problem."
"A problem?" Hunter repeated.
"Mallory is not here. And you are not welcome to stand on my property."
"Your property?" Hunter sputtered. "Are you insane? Your Highness, I came to take you home. I thought this was what you wanted. To see your siblings again."
"I am home."
"Your father—"
"He and I will have words at some points, I don`t doubt it. But I want you off of Winterveil`s lands. Now."
Hunter backed up a step, eyes darting as he tried to come to a decision of what to do. He knew what awaited him if he returned home unsuccessfully; his rank was at risk. Determination firmed on his face and he stepped forward again, his hand on his weapon. "By order of the king, I—"
"Perhaps you misunderstood me." Ingram wrapped his hand around the bar of the gate and he could feel the magic rising in him alongside his rage. His father had tried to kill him. Hunter thought he could override Ingram`s words. Mallory was off facing a black dragon and he might not return. The metal of the gate began to soften under his fingers and the soldiers behind Hunter took a cautionary step back. "I want you gone. And if I were you, I`d leave while you still have a tail to tuck between your legs."
Ingram released the bar and stepped away, and there was no way to miss the five deep indents in the metal where his fingers had been. "They have ten minutes," Ingram told the guards. "If they don`t move, start firing."038