Silver and Gold

He needs me to survive. I need him to stay human.

The dragon lord.
The cursed noble rotting in his ancestral manor.
The man whose magic is eating him alive.

Fenrik Stormgarde made me an offer I couldn’t refuse: marry him, stabilize his curse with my forbidden gift, and walk away with enough gold to save my family.
Simple. Transactional. Safe.
Except nothing about Stormgarde Manor is safe.
The house shifts and listens. Fenrik’s control is razor-thin. And every time I touch him to quiet the beast beneath his skin, the heat between us threatens to burn through every wall he’s built.
He’s cold. Magnetic. Dangerous up close.
And someone in this manor wants me dead.
Because my gift isn’t just stabilizing him. It’s waking something older. Something that was buried in his memories and bound by blood magic.
The curse isn’t an accident. It’s a weapon.
And the Veil-mage who created it plans to use me to finish what they started.
I came here to heal a dragon.
I’m falling for the man beneath the scales.
And when he finally stops fighting what we are? We might burn the whole world down.