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Her eyes narrowing suspiciously, she picked up the book again and looked at the blurb once more. "The story of a half-blood dragon who lived unloved, unwanted and destined to fall under the weight of her own power." Fru almost laughed. Why does this sound like her series of applications to different guilds. Tragedies were not her taste because she had seen enough of it in her life. "Give me a heroine who marches through worlds and conquer hehehe" Fru smirked at her own imagination. "It looks interesting though, what's one more tragedy to the list" she said that but she didn't want to admit her inability to resist reading the book.

A book lay open, its pages made of thin sheets of copper. "These are stolen," she hissed, her finger hovering over a line of text. "This is High Elven. This is a treatise on star-navigation. They stole it when they burned the Silver Spires." "They steal everything," Tristan said, moving deeper into the room. "Keep moving. We’re looking for 'Project Apotheosis' or 'The God-Shell'. Look for the Emperor’s seal." They split up, moving down opposite sides of the narrow aisle. Saoirse scanned the spines. The Anatomy of Angels. Void Theory. The Ethics of Soul Fragmentation.

Solomon POV The journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.

"Okay. Well, Leo is with his aunt and uncle, and cousin. He wants to spend time with his cousin." Leo bonded with Zara, and how they reacted to each other was so cute. He would play Knights and Princess with her as if he were the knight and shining armor, and Zara is the Princess in distress captured by a big playful dragon name Seth. "I got free time before I head to work tonight." "Great," she exclaims and smiles. "Here, you hold Jacob while I shower and change." Athena hands me Jacob, as he cradles me in my arms, and we wait.

, Elder Yophiel answered, “We didn’t lead him to it, he uncovered the location himself. No dragon was ever concerned with its whereabouts provided it was safe. They knew it was for all our benefit” Dragomir nodded in understanding. “Dragomir”, Raisel called out to him, “This place is familiar” His forehead creased, “How could you possibly…?”, he questioned in confusion. “Bloodstone, white enclave, facing where all men go to atone, lions on guard?” He raised a brow, “What’s that?” “The book, the only one on the heart of magic, the one you were reading to me the other time?”, she tried to juggle his memory.

--- When the last of the creatures fell, we collapsed on the far side of the chasm, panting and bloodied. “What were those things?” Freya asked, her voice trembling slightly. “Shadowborn,” Sienna said grimly. “They’re not alive, not really. Just echoes of something that used to be.” Freya shuddered, her earlier bravado completely gone. As we regrouped, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was only the beginning. The Shadowlands were testing us, and the worst was yet to come. ---

The dragon was breathing fire over the crowd of enemy soldiers. Maybe Charles and Isabella were right, for once. Maybe I should do some research. I walked over to Felix’s bookshelves. I wasn’t sure if I was filled with surprise or dread upon seeing the titles on the shelves: Anatomy of a Dragon. A Brief History of Dragons. Dragon Battle Tactics. One book in particular caught my eye: an old, leather-bound volume, entitled Dragon Knights and Their Powers. Dragon Knights? Something about that phrase stirred something deep within me, as if I’d heard it before.

Should the Keeper of the Dragon Stone die, it would cause all Dragons to die. The book also explains that should all Dragons die, mass destruction would plague the earth. Without Dragons, there isn’t a balance. Dragons are a superior race, that protects the earth itself. Knowing that, I felt stupid for attempting to end my life. According to what I read, there are all kinds of Dragons. Some, such as Water Dragons, help safeguard oceans and even try to prevent natural disasters, but they are also the cause of some of them. While there are some Dragons that aren’t particularly good, most Dragons are known for their Honor.

Wynter yelled with excitement as he stumbled into the kitchen. “What friend?” Megan asked. “Wynter!” I jumped up from the chair as Wynter collapsed and I picked him up. His eyes were closed but his breathing was even and his heartbeat regular. “What’s wrong with him?” Megan asked as she knelt next to us. “He has merged with his dragon,” Abeloth said to me and my eyes flashed yellow as he took partial control. “He’s too young,” I murmured as Abeloth retreated. “Too young for what?” Megan asked.

he responds. I'm thrilled he can hear me. It must be his magic, though I'm sad at his answer. To have this ability and not use it would cause too much suffering for me. I must think positive thoughts while around him, so I start asking questions while we swoop through the sky. "Tell me the colors of the other dragons." "Goddess have mercy," he growls. "Bastian is red, Laryn blue, and Tahr silver." I'm on a roll. "Do you ever fly together?"