CHAPTER NINETY FOUR
"Will you do that for me, little fae?"
Breed. . .
Breed. . .
Breed. . .
The heart-stopping words continue to echo in Daela's head, further draining the blood from her and leaving her pale, breathless, and almost on the verge of tears.
What sort of condition is this?
Absolutely unthinkable!
"Breed for y_you?" Daela chokes on the word and suddenly feels like scrubbing her tongue clean; it feels as dirty as it sounds, and every fibre of her being rejects it.
How can she. . . Bear his children?
A cold sweat trickles down her spine, in the former Faelori kingdom, half-bloods were considered cursed beings.
Also, dragon and fae blood should never mix - it was an abomination against nature itself.
Any Fae who dared attempt such unions with the enemy, most of the time, they ended up being put to death or forced to flee into exile. Half-blood pregnancies with dragons were considered the ultimate taboo, creating offspring that belonged to neither world.
