Chapter 1 Prologue She made a pact with the most powerful dragon in the world. Now, the kingdom stands at the brink of destruction, and only I can save it. Galana is a powerful witch, her magic forged in the fire of hatred. She's trained her whole life to kill the dragon that destroyed her family. She's sacrificed everything for revenge. But the more time she spends with me, the more she realizes that life isn't just about getting even. Life is about love and sacrifice. And it's about killing dragons. This is not a fairytale. There is no knight in shining armor. There is only blood, death, and darkness. This is a story about a witch and her dragon. Me A single tear dripped from my eye as Galana and I stood before the ancient crystal dragon that had terrorized our kingdom for so long. A single tear for all the suffering we'd endured. A single tear for all the heartache, and the pain. But then, I wiped the tear away and drew my sword. It was time for us to fight. I was a warrior, a skilled fighter who'd trained my entire life to battle this dragon. And after years of searching, I'd finally found him. But I hadn't come alone. No, I'd brought Galana with me. The most powerful witch I'd ever known, Galana was a master of ice magic and had been by my side for years. Together, we would defeat this dragon. Or at least, that's what I'd thought. Now, I wasn't so sure. The tension between us was palpable as we stood on opposite sides of the dragon. Ice magic crackled around Galana as she glared at me. Her eyes were cold and hard, and she looked nothing like the woman I'd come to know and love. "Are you ready?" I asked her. She nodded. "Good." I turned to face the dragon, raising my sword high above my head. "Then let's do this." Chapter One Galana How could he be so cold? How could he be so heartless? After everything we'd been through, how could he just abandon me like this? I turned to glare at Kaelin as he walked away from me, but he didn't even look back. He just kept walking, his broad shoulders stiff and his back straight. It was as if he didn't care whether I lived or died. It was as if my heart meant nothing to him. I wanted to scream at him, to shout and curse him for the fool that he was. But I couldn't find the words. All I could do was watch as he disappeared into the night, leaving me alone in the dark. Alone and afraid. But I wouldn't let him see my fear. Instead, I would turn my pain into hate and use it to fuel my magic. Rage filled my chest as I thought about what he'd done to me, about the way he'd turned his back on me when I needed him most. But then, something else filled my chest, something hot and burning that made it hard to breathe. It was fire. The dragon's fire. I looked down at my hands and frowned. They were shaking, but not because I was cold. No, they were shaking because my magic was out of control. Fire magic was a fickle thing, and it only obeyed those who had true power over it. And while I'd spent years honing my ice magic, I'd never been able to master fire.

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Chapter 1PrologueShe made a pact with the most powerful dragon in the world.Now, the kingdom stands at the brink of destruction, and only I can save it.Galana is a powerful witch, her magic forged in the fire of hatred. She's trained her whole life to kill the dragon that destroyed her family. She's sacrificed everything for revenge.But the more time she spends with me, the more she realizes that life isn't just about getting even. Life is about love and sacrifice.And it's about killing dragons.This is not a fairytale.There is no knight in shining armor.There is only blood, death, and darkness.This is a story about a witch and her dragon.MeA single tear dripped from my eye as Galana and I stood before the ancient crystal dragon that had terrorized our kingdom for so long. A single tear for all the suffering we'd endured. A single tear for all the heartache, and the pain.But then, I wiped the tear away and drew my sword.It was time for us to fight.I was a warrior, a skilled fighter who'd trained my entire life to battle this dragon. And after years of searching, I'd finally found him. But I hadn't come alone. No, I'd brought Galana with me. The most powerful witch I'd ever known, Galana was a master of ice magic and had been by my side for years.Together, we would defeat this dragon.Or at least, that's what I'd thought.Now, I wasn't so sure.The tension between us was palpable as we stood on opposite sides of the dragon. Ice magic crackled around Galana as she glared at me. Her eyes were cold and hard, and she looked nothing like the woman I'd come to know and love."Are you ready?" I asked her.She nodded."Good." I turned to face the dragon, raising my sword high above my head. "Then let's do this."Chapter OneGalanaHow could he be so cold?How could he be so heartless?After everything we'd been through, how could he just abandon me like this?I turned to glare at Kaelin as he walked away from me, but he didn't even look back. He just kept walking, his broad shoulders stiff and his back straight. It was as if he didn't care whether I lived or died. It was as if my heart meant nothing to him.I wanted to scream at him, to shout and curse him for the fool that he was. But I couldn't find the words. All I could do was watch as he disappeared into the night, leaving me alone in the dark.Alone and afraid.But I wouldn't let him see my fear. Instead, I would turn my pain into hate and use it to fuel my magic.Rage filled my chest as I thought about what he'd done to me, about the way he'd turned his back on me when I needed him most. But then, something else filled my chest, something hot and burning that made it hard to breathe.It was fire.The dragon's fire.I looked down at my hands and frowned. They were shaking, but not because I was cold. No, they were shaking because my magic was out of control. Fire magic was a fickle thing, and it only obeyed those who had true power over it. And while I'd spent years honing my ice magic, I'd never been able to master fire.

"Galana," I heard a voice say, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. "Galana, are you all right?"I tried to turn and look for the source of the voice, but my legs refused to move. They felt like they were made of stone, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make them budge."Galana," the voice said again, this time more urgently. "What's wrong? Can you hear me?""Yes," I croaked, trying to force the words out of my dry throat. "Yes, I can hear you.""Good," the voice said. "Now, I need you to pay attention. The dragon is coming back. You need to get up and run.""I can't," I said, trying once again to move my legs. "I can't move.""Try harder," the voice said. "You have to get up. You have to fight.""I can't," I repeated, tears burning in my eyes. "I can't do it. I'm sorry.""No," the voice said, and this time it sounded angry. "You're not sorry. You're scared. But fear is just an illusion. It's not real.""I know that," I said, even though I didn't. "But I can't control it. I can't control my magic.""You can't control your magic because you don't believe in yourself," the voice said, and this time it was Kaelin who was speaking.My heart leaped with joy at the sound of his voice, and I turned to look at him with wide eyes."Kaelin!" I cried, reaching out to him.But he was gone.And the dragon was coming for me.Chapter TwoKaelinWhen I was a boy, my mother told me a story about a great king who ruled over a vast kingdom in the north. The king was a wise and just man who was loved by all who knew him, and his kingdom prospered under his rule.But one day, a dragon came down from the mountains and laid waste to his lands.The people of the kingdom were terrified, and they begged their king to save them from the dragon's wrath.