Page 206 of The Dragon 3
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I was his Blood-bride.
And with that. . .my mind shifted to this war.
Kenji would have to face his father. He would have to tear the throne out of his hands, and the whole Tokyo underworld would burn for it.
But where did that leave me?
Could I help him win?
Could I stand in his fire and survive, or would the dragon-shadow demand more from me than even Kenji did?
A shiver cut through my soul, just as sharp as Kenji’s bite on my neck.
There’s no other option. I love him. So he has to win. . .and I have to help him. . .in any fucking way possible.
But. . .would that be enough?
