They Married Me Off To A Tyrant As A Sacrifice… But I Turned Out To Be An Ancient Dragon!

My own family gave me away as a useless sacrifice to the bloodthirsty tyrant Alexander, hoping to buy a couple of years of peace at the cost of my life. They had no idea that I am an ancient Dragon of Doom, dreaming only of a luxurious bed, delicious food, and a carefree retirement.

Bone-crushing poison seems like soda to me, hellhounds fawn like puppies, and sacred relics crumble at a gentle touch. But the cold emperor begins to suspect that his "fragile" bride is not as simple as she pretends to be.

Will Aurora be able to keep her secret, or will the obsessed tyrant force the dragon to submit?