If one day, the Hale family manages to produce descendants, what would a certain Riley Hale be known for?
Was it going to be his dashing good looks?
His curious mind?
Or his unusually large emergency fund?
Well, likely not, because in Riley Hale's opinion, he would go down in their family history as either the savior or the damner of their entire clan.
Because the same twig was able to secure an agreement of dissolution while managing to stay alive.
Oh yes, he did.
In his twenty-five years of life, he had never experienced that level of shaking, fear, and possible incontinence.
It had been mere seconds, but to the mortal who had no idea what those dragons were thinking, every tick of the clock felt like a stab to the soul.
But when Lord Karion, in all his exasperated glory, said, "Riley Hale, we are willing to accept your wish…" he was sure he was going to pass out.
