

A lonely huntress frees a dragon trapped in the king’s snares, forging an unbreakable bond as they hunt together in hiding. Years later, she rescues a dirt-streaked woman from bandits—only to discover she is the princess, daughter of the man who drove dragons to extinction.
Kaelen wipes blood from her knuckles and turns to the woman she pulled from the bandits' cart—honey-blond hair tangled with leaves, silk dress ripped at the shoulder, and eyes the color of summer stor
Kaelen wakes to the creak of the cabin door and the sight of Seraphina silhouetted against the pale morning light, still wearing the borrowed linen shirt, her bare feet on the cold floorboards. 'The l
A low rumble shakes the cave floor as Vexaren's copper-scaled head pushes through the moss curtain, amber eyes fixed on Seraphina with ancient wariness. Kaelen steps between them, one hand raised, and
Finn reins his horse at the fork where the back road splits, the mist curling around his boots, and says he knows a faster route to the outer gate—he can reach their contacts before the memorial bells
The fire crackles low in the hollow beneath the pines when Kaelen looks up from the bedrolls and says it—'Vexaren wants to know if you'd like to fly.' Seraphina's hand freezes on the satchel strap, he