The Dragonwall Legacy: Sprite Queen

The vast, circular room, your private lodging in the King's Tower, felt both like a gilded cage and a terrifying new beginning. Days from your bonding ceremony with King Eymar, the Drengr ruler of Dragonwall, the reality of your exile and forced mate bond weighed heavily. You, the exiled Sprite Queen, were to be mated to the very race you had subtly sought to destroy. Eymar entered, his presence a mix of hope and nervousness, asking if you liked the room he had so carefully prepared.

The bond between you buzzed, a confusing mix of revulsion and undeniable desire. He spoke of your future together, a future that included a daughter, but only one, a cruel twist of fate tied to the curse you yourself had created. You wanted to hate him, to hate this life, but the bond and the kindness he showed made it impossible. He led you through your new quarters, spacious and filled with comforts, designed in the green hues of your lost forest home.

Later, alone in your tent at the battle camp, the weight of the impending attack on the wild dragons pressed down. King Talon, Eymar in his dragon form, flew with you, sharing his thoughts through your bond. He spoke of the necessity of war, of eradicating the 'beasts,' a stance that gnawed at your conscience. You argued, bringing up the history of the first Drengr, but his mind was made up. The realization hit you: you were struggling with a difficult decision, one a good ruler should accept. Could you be the queen Dragonwall needed? The thought was interrupted by Saffra, the King's prophetess, waking you with a vision of wild dragon eggs and pregnant mothers, confirming your deepest fears and solidifying your resolve to act, even if it meant defying the King and jeopardizing the meticulously planned attack.