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Epilogue: Contractor's Smile, Dragon's Agony "Your bride is twenty years old?" The Frost Dragon living at the end of the North Sea asked slowly. He was someone who was not originally a slow talker. "I've heard before that a special race somewhere in the south has its own counting methods. In their society, one year old means a hundred years for humans. Is your bride from there?" Even so, she was still a thousand years younger than him. That was roughly what he meant. Jeno quietly…-
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"What is this..." Jeno picked up a bundle of fur, thinking that if there was a cat as big as a human, it would have brought up a hairball like this. Such strange objects were scattered all over Mikaela's room. It looked like she was trying to make something, but what the hell was the princess trying to make? "Ahhh, when did you follow me!" Mikaela, who was sitting in front of the desk and diligently scribbling in her notebook, screamed. Was this young lady writing a diary in this situation…
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There were too many things to correct. Jeno crumpled the paper in his hand. It was news from the palace. In an effort to impart dignity, a red seal was stamped on high-quality paper engraved with the royal crest. They even tied it with a string made of twisted gold thread. And it was a letter from a father to his daughter. If he wanted to establish real prestige, shouldn't he change the messenger who runs away as soon as he hands the letter? The people of the palace were always afraid of Jeno. The…
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Chapter 3. I Don't Need A Prince "...Damn it." That was the first thing the Flame Dragon, Jeno, said after opening his eyes. Damn it. He couldn't find a better way to put it. Ah, actually, he knew a few more appropriate expressions. Get out and die, you unscrupulous son of a bitch? What the prince bastard, who even if he tore him to pieces a hundred times was not enough, sprayed on him was an aphrodisiac that made him lose his rationality. He thought it was some kind of extremely deadly…
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In just three steps, Mikaela was lowered onto the soft bed. “Jeno! So suddenly…” As soon as he put Mikaela down, he took off his satin slippers and slipped his hand into her dress. His firm palms traveled through her smooth calves and thighs to her underwear in an instant. "Heu, eueung... It's too fast." “I can’t go any slower than this.” He answered in a low voice, taking off his robe with one hand and throwing it away. Jeno only wore a robe so that he could turn into a dragon…
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◈ ◈ ◈ "Jeno, wake up. Ah, what should I do..." Mikaela's hands trembled. She didn't know what had happened. An angry Jeno was on his way back to the castle after punishing the prince more violently than usual. It was fine so far, but suddenly he stumbled out of the sky and lost his balance and fell. Fortunately, he took the form of a human right before he hit the castle tower, but even after the trauma healed naturally, he didn't wake up. Why isn't he coming back to consciousness? I'm…
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Chapter 2. The Aphrodisiac Only Helps "Jeno!" Mikaela's screams echoed throughout the quiet castle. Jeno, who was fixing the swing chair, threw down the hammer and immediately ran to where he heard the scream. Mikaela was not a princess who screamed easily. She wouldn’t scream just because she suddenly fell or slipped on the floor. But it was a castle tower. His steps became tense. The pace at which he was now in human form was not enough. If he transformed back into his dragon form,…
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◈ ◈ ◈ Cold water poured over Jeno's head. His dark red hair was drenched in moisture. He filled the wooden bucket with water again and poured it over his head, slowly closing his eyes. Steam, similar to a haze, rose from his body, and in less than a minute, it dried up. His hair, which had been drenched, became so soft that even a light sigh could blow it away. When he looked up, he saw Mikaela walking down the corridor with a laundry basket. She was different from any other…
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Chapter 1. The Princess I Raised With My Own Hands "…Open up!" Mikaela tossed and turned, hugging the velvet cushion. She was enjoying a sweet morning sleep, but she heard a constant noise. She slept late last night, knitting, so she didn't want to get out of bed until the sun set on top of the castle tower. But the noise from outside was too loud and roaring. The sound of horns signaling the invasion of foreign enemies would not be as loud as that. Come on, just a little more.…
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The pile of money in the middle of the table formed a small mound. Mookyeong, who had been tapping the table with his fingertips, soon slid the pile of bills with the back of his hand. Even that small action was neat and without any wasted movement. "I'll call, too." After the betting went around once, Mookyeong dealt another card to each person. Hongju was still staring at his fingertips. "Why? Afraid I might be palming cards?" Perhaps sensing his gaze, Mookyeong chuckled. The way he slowly…-
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