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   "She's majestic, isn't she?"

  Harry turned his head for his gaze to meet Reyes' hazel brown eyes, smiling at the young Dragon Prince who walked up to him. Harry was currently standing at the top of the castle, where the flat stone roof was turned into some sort of landing pad for the dragons.

Harry's green eyes turned back to gaze out into the wide open kingdom of Vardomos, the bitter cold wind biting his cheeks and nose, turning them a rosy color. He was watching Reina fly her dragon over the kingdom of Vardomos, pretty much in awe at the sight of his wife riding a flying dragon.

   "Who? The dragon or my wife?" Harry smirked a little, making Reyes roll his eyes lightly.

  It had been almost a week since Harry and Reina arrived at Vardomos. Harry had tried to be on his best behavior throughout their stay and was pretty successful. He didn't complain no matter how bored he got waiting for Reina to return every night after spending the mornings with her grandmother, afternoons with her mother and most evenings with her brother almost every day. They didn't get to spend much time together since Reina was always occupied.

  Harry understood that she was trying to spend as much time as she could with her family, especially her grandmother. He could tell that this trip meant a lot to her, and how much she had missed her family. He was just glad he was able to make her happy somehow after how badly he treated her.

  Harry tried his best not to complain about that, but he was starting to miss her presence. He mostly saw her during meal times, and at night, and those were the times they really conversed. But since she still hasn't properly forgiven him, Harry felt a little awkward when he was around her.

All he wanted was for things to go back to the way they were where he'd often tease and flirt with her, as well as shower her with compliments and kisses. But a part of the reason why she hadn't forgiven him yet was because she was so caught up with her grandmother and her illness, the thought of forgiving Harry was pushed to the back of her mind.

   "The dragon," Reyes chuckled deeply.

  Harry simply smiled in amusement, and turned to look back with a light sigh. Reyes had noticed that Harry was bored right from the second day of their stay, and decided on that day itself to sort of bond with him. He figured he should get to know his brother-in-law, as well as the future King of the realm. Their friendship grew over the few days, and Reyes found himself pitying Harry a little bit once Harry explained his situation with Reina, where he had apologized and was waiting for her forgiveness.

   "I came to tell you that my grandmother is starting to feel better now," Reyes told Harry after a minute or so of silence.

   "Truly?" Harry asked with his eyes wide, hope flooding his body.

   "Yes, the book you gave us containing those diseases and the symptoms. I think our family physician managed to find the one affecting our grandmother. The cure is herbal and luckily that sort of thing grows well here in Vardomos," Reyes explained, making Harry smile in relief.

   "I am glad she is healing. It must be of great relief for your family," Harry said sincerely, making Reyes nod.

   "Yes, she was on the verge of death. You deciding to bring that book practically saved her, Harry," Reyes told him honestly, making Harry smile sheepishly, shaking his head.

   "'Tis nothing, Reyes. Aella is now my family too, I would do anything to help," Harry murmured genuinely.

   "I express my many thanks to you. Once she is well we will be throwing a feast. Hopefully, you will stay to attend."

   "I will stay as long as Reina wants to," Harry told him, making Reyes smile a little.

   "Wonderful. Has she still not forgiven you?" Reyes wondered, making Harry's smile disappear a little.

  "Well she didn't exactly say she forgives me. I am sure she would by now, but she's just slightly distracted with her grandmother and family is all. I can't blame her. She felt isolated and lonely in Siremeth without her family, and I neglected to spend time with her because of my duties," Harry explained, while Reyes listened attentively.

   "She will forgive you," Reyes reassured him. "Soon for sure. Since our grandmother is getting better, she will be able to relieve herself of the stress that was burdening her."

   "You are right," Harry nodded. "The feast would do her some good as well."

   "Indeed," Reyes said. "Well I have to go to the throne room now. Looks like she is returning."

  Harry looked back and squinted his eyes, noticing that Vaera was flying back towards them. Vaera's heavy, bat-like wings flapped in the air as she returned to where Harry was standing. Harry squinted his eyes and spotted his wife on the spiny back of the majestic beast, wearing a jet-black fur coat to keep her warm, firmly seated on the dragon.

  Harry tried not to flinch and duck down when Vaera let out a feral sound that sounded like a mix between a growl and a squeal, flying overhead Harry and pivoting. Her immense body lowered, scaly feet and giant claws touching the ground as her wings swung back and forth, creating a gust of air that caused Harry's coat and cape to billow out.

  Vaera's yellow eyes locked with Harry's, looking like golden liquid swirls compared to Harry's pools of jade and hints of blue. Her scales gleamed in the broad daylight; the light illuminated the bronze sheen on them, causing them to reflect beautifully. Harry put a good distance between himself and the dragon as it landed perfectly on the roof of the castle, folding its wings and lowered its head. Harry turned his gaze to Reina who was climbing off of Vaera, stepping down onto the creature's large foot before her boots touched the ground and she began walking towards Harry.

  Vaera glanced at Harry one last time, before she stretched out her leathery wings, and pushed herself off the ground while swinging them powerfully. A gush of wind washed over Harry and Reina, pushing their hair out of their faces and causing the clothes to swell up with air as Vaera took off. They both watched the majestic creature fly further up into the air before taking off in the direction of the mountains, emitting a loud roar while doing so. Harry's gaze fell from the beast to Reina whom was still watching the dragon fly away.

   "You ride her beautifully," Harry complimented her, before he blurted out something else unintentionally. "You could probably ride me even better."

   "My my isn't someone sex-deprived," Reina let out a short laugh, trying not to be surprised those words came out of his mouth. It was probably because it's been a while since he's been his normal, dirty self.

   "Aren't you?" Harry questioned with an arch of his brow, making Reina look at him with a blank look on her face.

   "I have self-control, Harry."

   "Doesn't mean you can't be sexually deprived at the same time?" Harry pointed out, making Reina chuckle a little.

   "Who said I am sexually-deprived?" she questioned boldly. "I have ways of pleasing myself."

  Harry felt his throat go dry at her words, unable to stop the flood of crude images of Reina with her hands between her legs that overwhelmed his mind. Reina noticed his reaction, smirking cheekily as she stepped closer to him and reached up to whisper into his ear, before walking away.

   "If you keep up your good behavior, I will perhaps reward you with a show."

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She looked happy.

As Harry sat there at the dining table with the Rahraenos family having dinner, his eyes were focused on one person only, and that was Reina. His chin sat in the palm of his hand; elbow resting on the table as his hazy, emerald eyes gazed adoringly at the foreign princess who was sat at near the head of the table by her brother.

Her hands were hovering over her open mouth, melodious laughter tumbling out of it as her face scrunched up adorably. She was laughing at the joke Reyes made, which Harry didn't really understand. But he didn't care; he was too busy watching Reina with a lovesick look in his eyes. She looked beautiful tonight, just as she always did, and he wanted to tell her that.

Her hair was loose from its usual braids, but had two very thin braids on either side of her head, along with her quartz crown on top. Her body was clad in a pale gray dress with silver embellishments; a sweetheart neckline, long sleeves and a deep cut out to reveal her back. But what hit him was just how happy and carefree she looked. It was the first time Harry had seen Reina genuinely happy, and the sight was enough to have warmth spreading in his heart.

But a part of him also felt sad because it meant that she wasn't truly happy during the last few weeks she spent in Siremeth, her new home. He understood why of course; she didn't have any family or friends with her, and she was in a kingdom where the people despised her because of her father and her origins. She didn't have her husband to keep her company half of the time, nor her friend because Princess Gemma forbid her from talking to Reina. She only had Fredric, and that sadly wasn't enough.

Harry pondered deeply as he gazed at her, watching a bright smile stretch in her face as she talked to her brother. He didn't want to make her feel isolated and lonely when they return to Siremeth. He couldn't help that he needed to shadow his father every day in order to learn all about being a King. If he could, he would spend every minute of every day with Reina. But he can't. As a future king, he didn't have that privilege.

His thoughts disappeared when his eyes met Reina's mesmerizing, green ones. A warm smile drawled on her dark pink lips, finding it cute that Harry had been gazing at her this whole time. Her smile was enough to lift Harry's heart, making him grin back widely with his dimple popping out in response. Reyes noticed the little exchange of smiles, standing up with his goblet of blackberry wine in his hand.

"I think I would like to make a toast," Reyes said loudly, turning to look at Harry as everyone lifted their glasses and goblets. "To Harry."

"What for?" Harry almost laughed, thinking he was the last person in this room to receive a toast.

"For bringing my dear sister to Vardomos, because the gods above know that the King would have her head if she tried to sneak out," Reyes said, casting an eye at Reina who scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Also for bringing that magical book of your family physician. Without that, our dear grandmother wouldn't be alive right now."

"To Harry," Reina then said with a smile, raising her glass, bright eyes locking with his forest green ones. They shared a smile as the rest of the family cheered and made a toast to the green-eyed prince sitting at the end of the table.

"To Harry!"

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"You looked truly happy tonight, Reina."

Reina lifted her gaze up from the floor to meet Harry's, who was walking by her side. Reina saw a mixture of emotions swirling in the green hues of his eyes. She felt a little guilty for sort of forgetting about him throughout the last week in Vardomos. She was just so caught up with being back with her family and people, she forgot that Harry was still waiting for her to forgive him.

"When I'm with my family I'm the happiest I can be," Reina told him honestly with a smile, making him return it.

I'm the happiest I can be when I'm with you, Harry thought in his mind quietly. He didn't love his family like Reina loved hers. His sister was a spoiled brat, and they fought a lot. He envied the sibling relationship Reina had with her brother.

His parents were harsh and strict with him ever since he was a child, only focusing on grooming him to become a good King. They never cared for his happiness; he never felt true happiness with his family. The only person he had that felt like family to him was Fredric.

"I-I'm sorry, Reina," he said suddenly, making her frown. "I feel as if you'll never be happy with me in Siremeth, because you're so far away from your family and people."

"Oh Harry don't say that," Reina murmured sadly, halting her movements and turning to look at him.

"No, I understand completely. You're already unhappy being in Siremeth, I just make it worse by treating you disrespectfully and neglecting to spend time with you because of your duties."

"Harry," she sighed heavily, stepping forwards to cup his cheeks. "Me being married to you and living in Siremeth is not your fault. You don't get time to spend with me during the day because your father wants you to train to become a good king. That is not your fault. It's none of our faults. It's a part of our duty as a prince and princess."

"But I disrespect you whenever I am angry," Harry mumbled, making her nod. "That is my fault."

"Yes but you can fix that," she told him. "And when you do, I know I will find true happiness with you."

She was almost glad to see that Harry felt guilty about the way he treated her, and that her neglecting him while in Vardomos served well as a little punishment. Reyes told her how Harry felt about Reina spending more time with her family, and was glad that he understood why she did that. She just hoped that he didn't think she was being distant with him. She still felt and cared for him, despite how angry she was earlier about how he treated her.

"I want to show you something," she said after a few seconds of silence.

"Should I be afraid or excited?" Harry joked with a grin.

"Since it involves dragons, perhaps both," Reina smirked, taking a turn and changing the direction they were previously going in, which was towards their bedchamber.

After taking a few turns, they came upon large double doors made of jet-black iron along with dragon detailing. Two guards were stood in front of the door, bowing in respect as soon as they saw their princess and her prince. They turned to open the door, revealing a staircase that led down to a dark underground area. Harry frowned with curiosity and slight worry, Reina's words about dragons swirling in his mind.

Reina noticed his discomfort, and smiled in amusement. She slipped her hand in his and laced their fingers together, leading him down the steps slowly. Harry felt his lips part and eyes grow wide when they reached the bottom of the steps, the sight before him rendering him speechless. The castle had earned its name, The Dragon's Den, specifically for this underground cellar and Harry could see why.

  Within the dark, gray stonewalls of the cellar, lit with huge torches attached to the walls, were lines of humongous dragon skulls. There were two lines on the right and left sides of Harry and Reina, leading up to the back of the wall where the largest dragon skull laid. Behind the lines were several more lines of dragon skulls and it went on and on. Harry was in awe at the sight of the large structures of bone, unable to fathom the size of some of them. He felt miniature compared to them, and could only imagine how much more terrifying they would've been like when they were alive.

   "These are all the dragons that belonged to my brother, parents, ancestors and so on," Reina murmured as they slowly walked down the path between the two lines of skulls.

   "They're incredible," Harry whispered quietly in awe, pale green eyes wide and pink, plump lips parted.

  Reina began telling Harry different stories about the dragons they passed by. Who they belonged to, what their names were, and how they died. Harry asked her questions about dragons in general as well, finding that this visit to the vaults has sparked his curiosity. She told him everything she told Fredric about dragons, including how the eggs were hatched. Harry found that interesting, yet also a bit grim.

   "So for our babies, we have to sacrifice three lives for them to hatch?" Harry wondered out loud.

   "Not exactly. In the past we've found that one blood sacrifice is enough for a few eggs to hatch," Reina explained, making him nod in response.

   "But the Styles funeral burial tradition is to bury the dead, not burn them," Harry said with a frown. "How will we get the eggs to hatch?"

   "That is a conversation I suppose we'll have to have with the King," Reina answered with a sigh. "I do expect he'll want to have a say in how they're born if it involves blood sacrifice."

   "You are right," Harry mumbled with a grumble. "He'll always have a say in my life, and now yours too."

   "As if," Reina scoffed with a laugh, and then continued to walk while Harry stood there with a smile on his face before he followed her.

   "So, when did you receive Vaera as an egg?" Harry questioned with interest after a few seconds of silence, bringing a smile to Reina's face as they stopped in front of a skull.

   "Vaera belonged to my mother's dragon, Rhaesa. She was hatched at my mother's funeral," Reina explained quietly as they gazed up at a dragon skull that looked slightly smaller compared to the other ones. "This is Rhaesa."

   "How did she die? Rhaesa." Harry murmured in questioning, eyes running over every crook and ridge of bone on the skull.

   "She died of old age, sadly right after my mother died," Reina said with a sigh. "It was like she sensed her owner had passed away."

   "Dragons are intelligent like that I suppose," Harry said.

   "You are right, dragons can always sense when their owner is in distress. There's been times where Vaera would often pop out of nowhere whenever I was in need of help."

   "That's amazing," Harry whispered lowly, as they continued to walk. Now they neared the largest dragon skull in the room, Aedor. "I suppose it is that special connection dragons have with any Rahraenos, because the Rahraenos' are the blood of the dragon."

   "Indeed, and foreigners too," Reina added, making Harry frown. "The foreigners of Khidos have a history of taming wild dragons, as well as using them in illegal dragon fighting activities."

   "How intriguing," Harry murmured in surprise. "So, since you and Reyes have foreigner and Rahraenos blood, the connection you two have with yours dragons must be more powerful than ever."

   "I guess you could say that," Reina said with a smirk. "This here is Aedor."

  They had reached the end of the cellar now, and stood in front of Aedor The Great. Harry felt his lips part in shock at how huge the dragon skull was, bigger than his bedroom, which was quite extensive. He felt like the dragon was gazing right at him, snarling with its gigantic, vicious, sharp teeth bared with the fire burning in its belly ready to escape and burn him to a crisp. Harry's ring-clad fingers barely touched the snub of the skull when he felt shivers running down his spine. He remembered Aedor.

   "His rider was-

   "Ronan Rahraenos," Harry continued her sentence, making her eyes snap towards him, finding him gazing at the skull with a certain look in his eyes. "The first time I saw a dragon was during the rebellion. My father was making fun of yours, assuming that he was hiding in his castle, behind those big black walls like a coward."

   "But my father obviously spoke too soon because Ronan arrived out of nowhere mounted on this humongous, fire-breathing creature," Harry continued to speak from memory, feeling his stomach churn at the thought of war. "At that moment, pride and courage meant nothing to me. I was scared, Reina. Fuck, I was haunted for days after the battle. I could hear the cries and screams of men being burnt alive every night."

  Reina couldn't describe the mixture of emotions she was feeling. War was ugly and horrific, but even more so when a dragon is involved. Some soldiers have no choice but to fight in the army, and they even have hopes they'd make it back for their families.

But when a dragon enters the battle, there's barely any hope for anyone to make it back alive. Reina had always hated war and was totally against it; even if someone would have murdered a family member or anything like that she still wouldn't have gone to war. It goes against the Rahraenos words, where you hold no grudges but you never forget.

   "I... I'm sorry you had to endure such suffering," Reina said with a heavy sigh.

  Harry turned to face her, with a tight-lipped smile on his face. Reina did the same, but also taking his hands in hers and squeezing them lightly. They shared a smile; one that made their hearts flutter together and butterflies erupt in their stomachs. They felt for each other immensely and wanted nothing more than to go back to the way they were before they had that horrible argument. But Harry was under the impression Reina was still punishing him, and Reina just didn't know how to make everything better again. 

   "Let us just hope when the time for us to rule the realm comes, it will be peaceful and successful," Harry told her with a smile, before his hand reached up to tuck a strand of her ebony hair behind her ear. "We'll rule with our three babies, and we'll rule virtuously."

   "I love it when you call them our babies," Reina blurted out unintentionally, cheeks flushing when Harry smirked a little, dimply appearing on his cheek.

   "Mhmm do you now?" Harry murmured lowly, inching closer to her on instinct until his face was inches from hers and his hands were now on her hips.

    "It's endearing," Reina whispered with her hands resting on his chest now.

  She tried to ignore the sudden change in proximity between their bodies, and how they were suddenly comfortable with each other again when they were being awkward for the past week. Harry didn't notice, he had moved on instinct when he spoke, just simply being his teasing, dirty self.

   "I suppose what would be more ideal is if we had actual children and not dragon ones," Harry chuckled deeply, making Reina smile lightly.

   "Well I am not pregnant at the moment so you'll have to try harder," Reina found herself saying without thinking before she clamped her mouth shut when Harry's smirk grew wider.

   "Try harder?" Harry arched a brow at her, now pressing his body firmly against hers. "Is that a suggestion, little dragon?"

   "No," Reina whispered ever so lowly, trying to show that she was unfazed by his words and the way he was gazing at her with those hungry, green eyes.

   "It is a command."

  Reina didn't get to say anything right after that as Harry's soft lips pressing against hers firmly, quickly muffled her words. Harry then quickly pulled back in hesitation, wondering if it was okay to kiss her and whether or not he was forgiven. He didn't want to force himself upon her. Reina noticed this immediately, a whine escaping her lips before her hands slipped up to grab the sides of his face. She pushed her lips harder against his, tongue entering his warm mouth and rolling against his tongue heavily.

  Harry grunted in surprise, a wave of heat and emotions washing over him as this was the first time they kissed in a long while. They were so deprived of each other; their inner sex-crazed animals were being released. Harry found himself snapping out of his confused daze, grabbing Reina's hips and backing her up against a wall behind her. Harry slipped his hands up her back, feeling her soft, exposed skin from the low back of the dress. He wanted to strip her down and fuck her right there against the wall, but he didn't know if he could go that far yet or not.

   "You have no idea how much I have longed to taste your sweet lips again," Harry let out a raw, feral growl that had Reina clenching her thighs and almost moaning. "Fuck I've missed you."

   "I have missed you too," Reina found herself uttering with honesty, stroking his curls back behind his ears, while he gazed at her with wild eyes, unruly hair and swollen lips. "I've missed having you so close to me, your skin against mine, tongue on mine, between my legs-"

   "If you continue, I will lose control," Harry hissed at her words, making Reina smirk at his lack of self-control.

   "What will you do to me?" Reina murmured lustfully, feeling his hands gather her dress up, pulling the front of it up so he could slip his hand underneath it.

   "How about I show you?" Harry whispered lowly, trailing his lips over her cheek and down to her jaw, leaving wet kisses in its path. "How about I show you how good I can make you feel? Show you how you will lose your self-control once I have my head between our legs, tongue on your sweetness, and fucking it as well."

   "Harry," Reina breathed as he pushed her dress further up, revealing her bare lower half.

  Harry slipped his hand around to cup her ass, giving the supple flesh a tight squeeze as his lips met hers again, tongue savoring the taste of hers. He then gripped her thighs and lifted her up, pressing his clothed crotch firmly against her bare core as his lips met hers again.

Reina moaned into his mouth hotly, nails scraping his skull lightly at the feeling of his hard on gently rubbing against her wet folds. Her bare legs tightened around his sharp hips, ankles interlocking over his ass while he held her up and began grinding against her while pushing his tongue deeper into her mouth.

   "My sweet princess is soaking wet for me," Reina heard Harry pant against her wet lips, twisting his hair in her fists as he pulled back to look at her. "You said you have ways to please yourself, didn't you?"

   "Yes," she choked out when he grinded against her sharply to get her to answer when she was tongue-tied.

   "Tell me, little dragon, were you thinking about me? Hmm?" Harry spoke in his raspy voice, licking his lips.

  Hooking his left arm under her ass and supporting her weight, he rested her upper body against the wall, and slipped his right hand between her legs. Reina's jaw fell open when he pushed his fingers down her wet folds, rubbing her slit slowly to match the sultriness of his words.

   "Were you thinking of my fingers when you made yours dance between your legs?" he continued to say as he touched her, stealing her breath with every word and stroke of his fingers. "Or were you imagining my mouth on your sex, stroking and tasting every single inch of your sex, soaking up every drop of your arousal. Your arousal for me."

   "Harry," Reina gasped at his words and actions, now fisting his pale, white shirt in her hands as he pushed in two fingers.

   "Maybe you were thinking about my cock," he carried on speaking, playing her the way he played with his words, painting a crude, tempting picture in her mind that had her shaking. "Maybe you were thinking about all the different positions I have yet to take you in, huh Reina?"

   "Harry," was all she managed to say, because she was literally falling apart under the touch of his fingers.

  She wanted to say yes to everything. Whatever day she'd find herself in her room alone while Harry spent the day with Fredric or her brother, or while she lay in her bathtub, she'd give into her cravings for sexual pleasure. She knew her fingers were nothing compared to Harry's when pleasing herself, but she had a vivid imagination.

She imagined exactly what Harry said but even more. She couldn't say anything because the pleasure was crawling up her throat and preventing her from speaking out. All she could do was gaze back at him with the answer in her eyes, clutching his body with her legs wrapped around his hips to keep her close to him.

    "Answer me, Reina," Harry uttered darkly, pushing his fingers inside of her sharply, causing her to moan out loud.

   "Yes, Harry," she cried in pleasure, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he began to thrust his fingers in and out of her. "I want you, Harry. Now."

   "Hmm maybe when you beg for me?" Harry slowed down his movements to speak, stroking her clit with his thumb as his fingers remained inside of her.

   "You wish," Reina uttered sharply, Harry's chin tightly held in her hand as she gazed at him with narrowed eyes. "You must recall that you are trying to be in my favor again."

   "I must say it's slightly arousing when you try to dominate me," Harry couldn't help but chuckle to hide the fact that he was really turned on by her. "But you are right, being in your favor is all I truly want right now."

   "Then why don't you put that mouth where it belongs between my legs and then we'll see about being in my favor?"

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❈ lollll soz for the cliffhanger (: what did you think of the chapter?

I just really wanted them back together tbh. Probably cuz I myself am sexually deprived lmaAO.

❈ apologies if updates are later than usual from now onwards. it's a busy last year in school and it's my top priority soooo writing chapters will take time!!

Until we meet again...

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