The Pride of Villains

I was forced to accept blood from a dead dragon—enchanted with forbidden dark magic… And my parents did it. While I was unconscious, they arranged for me to marry the ruler of a kingdom that lost the war. A political marriage, they said—but we were married with one purpose: for us to kill each other and let the others breathe easy.

We are the ones who are hated, feared, despised, cursed—and who are also trying to be used. Yes, we’re villains—with our own goals, principles, ambitions, desires, and pride. And we would rather drink poison willingly than bow our heads to anyone.

Now, to survive, we’ll have to learn to negotiate… Otherwise, someone will still die.