CAHIR’s POV. The very moment she stepped into the barracks, I knew she was the one. The daughter of the treacherous MacAlister who almost put the whole country into turmoil and danger, she had guts, she didn’t have a filter over her mouth and mumbled whatever she wanted and that red hair of hers would make her prone to the enemy's attack. But then despite the instant hate I developed for her the moment I saw her, I had to marry her, she had to become my wed bride and I am still very much upset about it. I didn’t spend years and years of my life cultivating immense power to get wed to someone who can’t even use a sword. The more I think about it, the more upset I become. I remember that night when ivar, my dragon, spoke to me about her and I almost went berserk. “You must be joking” I tell him, “and you know it” “Well, we both know you have to do it” he snickers, “take her as your bride and build her through the journey. General, you clearly do not have a choice now, do you?”
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