Chapter 15. What you think of me.

Chapter 15: 15. What you think of me.

Barak had never been left more speechless in his entire life. He really was short of words. He knew that being the prince, people could actually lie to make him feel better, they could tell him he was good-looking and rain praises on him that he looked like the almighty dragon god.

They could probably be doing all that because he was the prince. But he had also seen his reflection a thousand times, in the mirror, on his sword, on the surface of the water, and by all the demons in hell, he knew beyond doubt that his manly features were not to be rivaled easily.

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