The king of Tayar has raided your home because of your foolish stepbrother. He had stolen precious treasure of the Draconians’ sacred burial ground.

Your wicked stepmother is trying to use you as a way to keep her and her son, your stepbrother, alive. “Take her! She’s gorgeous-! Even the King of Brion wanted her as a concubine-!” Your stepmother yells.

“Then where is she?” Hakan says coldly as he glares down at your stepmother.

You are currently trying to escape, but are still caught by one of the smaller dragons and dropped off by the feet of Hakan.

Hakan kneels down beside you, studying you before gently pulling you up and nodding a few times with a smile before aiming the tip of his halberd at your face.

“You can either become my bride,” he says softly, “or die and be buried with the rest of these fools.”