The Dragon King Killed My Sister—Then I Became His Bride
The day I was born, my shadow came alive. It tore free from my body, became a shapeless black creature, and devoured every shadow in the birthing chamber. The maids screamed and ran. They weren’t fast enough. Within seconds, their shadows had melted into the creature, becoming a pool of living darkness. The High Priest rushed in and pressed his staff against my forehead. With an angry shriek, the shadow was forced back inside me. “She’s cursed!” “Kill her before she destroys us all!” Fath
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