The Jilted Dragonless Bride's Royal Revenge

On my wedding day to Damien Vaughn, the Pure-Blood Dragon Prince and God of War, I woke up choking on lethal poison in my bridal carriage.

Instead of a royal welcome, my carriage was shoved into a muddy ditch so his low-born concubine could enter the palace main gates first. He didn't even show up to the altar.

Under the mocking eyes of the entire royal court, the arrogant Prince forced me—the legitimate eldest daughter of a prestigious Duchy—to complete the sacred marriage ritual with a barnyard rooster.

I was immediately locked in a freezing, rotting woodshed. Worse, his concubine flooded the capital with vicious rumors that I was a defiled whore, all to cover up Damien's most humiliating secret—his complete impotence.

Until she died, the original owner of this body didn't understand. Why was she treated worse than a beast? Why did her royal groom destroy her reputation and let her rot just to shield a scheming concubine's lies?

But I am a former special-ops soldier, not a weeping noble lamb. I purged the poison from my veins, blackmailed the Royal Healer for a certificate proving my untouched purity, and nailed that dead rooster along with a blood-written rejection scroll to the city's main gates.

"Since you love beasts so much, I cast you out to live with this rooster forever!"

Then, I escaped the capital on a warhorse, leaving the mighty Prince to face the wrath of my heavily armored family and the ruin of his royal bloodline.