Demand of the Dragon
“Tristan entered the pre-claiming dressing chamber with Emerly at his side. They were a perfect pair, and acted as if they’d been together their whole lives. Maybe because they pretty much had.
Turning toward the full-length mirror Queen Elixa had set up, Lucy checked her appearance for the hundredth time. Her hair had been pinned up, with a few tendrils falling down her face, and her makeup was simple, clean and fresh. She pressed her hands down the front of her dress and tugged down the sleeves. Everything had to be just right. She tried to clasp the last button near her collar, but her fingers fumbled.
“I’m just glad you’re here to see this,” she said.
“Thanks to you, the portal is closed, squashed beneath the Drakein Cliffs. There’s nothing that could keep me away from your claiming ceremony now.” Tristan turned Lucy around. “You’re my favorite sister, you know.”
Lucy’s lips pulled into a smile.
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