There’s a dragon rider in my dreams who claims I’m his… but I don’t remember him.
They say the truth can shatter a soul quicker than ice — and mine feels like its been cracked open.
Lochlan and Noble say they rescued me from the ruthless Dragon King who stole me and bound me against my will.
I should believe them.
But every night, he’s there — the man with fire in his eyes and my name on his lips, holding me like I’m his salvation. Whispering that we’re bonded by something no god can break.
In the ruins of the Drifting Kingdom, enemies are gathering. The witches want their stolen land back. The court wants their lost queen dead. And I cant help but feel like something is missing.
I should fear Erax.
Forget about him.
Let him burn.
But I can’t.
Because even in my dreams, he promises to come for me.
That he’ll reclaim what was taken from him
And burn the realm down to bring home his queen.
