Author’s POV:
Dreams occupied Charlotte’s thoughts that night, as she was laid down in the comfort of her plush childhood bed. Her mind may be in a void of darkness, but the thoughts that occupied them were as bright and colorful as day. A deep and sweated line formed a frown on her soft forehead, as her body tumbled and turned on the damp sheets. With each roll of her body, a certain powerful, green dragon screeched at the inner workings of her soul, its bright, blue irises burning in fiery heat and calling for something hidden deep inside her. At the lift of its wings, Charlotte’s stomach filled with pain, making her roll her body the other way and clutch at the sheets. No long the green dragon, but now the strong frame of a certain king, with his raven hair and his masculine beauty, f
