Chapter 9. Kiara (Draco's Queen)

The crystalline dew, resting on the transparent leaf of the Olive Tree beside her window looked as surreal as her marriage prospect with the King. Draco, the mighty, popular, philanderer, and sybarite owner of the present Dragon realm. He was the most self-centered person she had ever known. Most vicious, hot-headed, and even cruel to some extent. 

But then why didn't she oppose the proposal? Why wasn't she upset when they sent the betrothal gifts? Moreover, why did her heart leap with joy, every time they mentioned him? 

Kiara had grown up with the rest of the Royal children, Draco and his brethren. She was the daughter of Draco's father's most trusted Officer. 

From the moment her eyes had laid their glance on Draco, her heart wasn't her's anymore. She had fallen badly in love with a man, who was devoid of pitiful emotions. Her heart beat every time he moved past her. At every word he uttered. Even though he was always surrounded by girls. For Kiar