Free Dragon Lords 4-Warrior Prince by Unknown Page A

I’ll punish you. So help me, I might get transferred to guard duty in the lowest of underground prisons where I’ll never again see the light of day, but I’ll not put up with your blasphemous manner." Zoran shook her before tossing her away from him. With an angry growl, he strode out of the bedroom. Slamming the thin door, he said, "I’m going to work."
    Pia shivered watching him leave. It didn’t take long before she heard the up and down slide of a door. Her knees weakened in fear. She’d seen the devil in that handsome gaze of his and, so help her, she liked it.
     
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    Zoran’s home was a splendid exercise in simplicity. The bedroom Pia woke up in was off the front hall. The doors separating the one level of rooms were paper thin and had no locks on them. They slid soundlessly with a single push of the finger.
    The walls were wooden planks of straight lines. A floor of matching wood was placed together in an intricate pattern of long cut strips. In the center of which, in the front hall, was fashioned the impression a giant dragon. The dragon sat before a heavy oak door that Pia couldn’t get to open.
    From the front hall, a single step down was the only room divider. She came to an open living room with a marble fireplace. There were straight lines carved into the plain surface and another dragon head in the center top. A step back up took her to a dining room, complete with low table and cushioned floor seats. A bowl with a single ball inside it decorated the middle as a centerpiece.
    A tapestry hung on the far wall, just behind the table. It was red with the depiction of a black forest. If she had to venture a guess, she would say it was the forest she’d seen at the festival. In the middle was a noble phoenix.
    "I’m surprised it’s not another dragon," she mused wryly, moving on.
    The kitchen was much of the same--plain and of wood. The cabinets were miniature copies of the doors, sliding to the side instead of swinging open. Pia laughed seeing a dragon inlaid on the countertop.
    As she crossed back into the dining room she noticed that a chandelier hung beneath a giant dome. The crystal shards reflected the light, brightening the room. A thick curtain was affixed to the dome.
    Finding another door, Pia slid it open. It was a bathroom with a natural hot spring bubbling in the side, made of the red stone of the planet’s surface. A wooden sauna was next to it, a pull switch for steam on the side. On the opposite wall was a shower stall, with a wooden half door and bench seats made of red stone. There was also a vanity, a sink, a toilet, sliding cabinet drawers, and a top dome of smaller proportions.
    Next to the bathroom, Pia was amazed to discover an exercise area. It was a long, flat floor with a higher ceiling. Weapons hung on the wall for ease of use. Arranged on the floor was a punching bag, a wooden pegged contraption with many arms fashioned into spikes, a post with gashes taken from it with a sword, and a mat rolled into the corner. Pia shivered in excitement.
    "This room alone would be worth staying married for," she mumbled to herself. Almost reluctantly, she turned around and forced her legs to move away. She still had the dress on and couldn’t possibly work out in the heavy skirt.
    Getting an idea, she went back to the bedroom and began rummaging through the closet. She smiled, seeing her bags on the floor. She wouldn’t have to steal Zoran’s clothes after all. In no time she was in a pair of comfortable charcoal pants, a navy T-shirt and light boots. Going to the fireplace, she tossed the dress on top of the wood and left it. She would’ve started a fire, but she couldn’t figure out how to make it work.
    Dusting her hands, she nodded in satisfaction. Her stomach growled reminding her she was hungry.
    "First I eat," she said absently to herself, making her way back to the kitchen. A great big smile came to her face as she thought of aggravating Zoran. "Then I find scissors