Regency_whore
- LECTURAS 97
- Votos 6
- Partes 4
Inannari, violet flower among thorns. Your heart is a mountain, your home is the sky.
Inannari, icy blue flame on a windy peak. Daughter of Tiamat, heart of Sarrathis. The gods are with you. So, fly and never let your wings touch the earth.
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Sarrathis has fallen. Its royal family is dead, its people now bow to the dragons that forcefully took over their lands, and its last princess, Inannari, is a fugitive in her own land. Once meant to inherit the sacred power of Tiamat, the goddess of her people, she now wields her storm magic in the shadows, surviving as a mercenary. But survival is not enough. She will have vengeance.
When her mercenary band is conscripted into the Dragon Lord's army, Inannari seizes the opportunity. Hiding her identity, she plans to strike when the moment is right. But the longer she serves under her sworn enemy, the more her hatred begins to waver. The Dragonlord is not the reckless conqueror she imagined. The true chains around Sarrathis may not be his doing at all.
As rebellion stirs and war looms, Inannari must decide: will she kill the Dragon Lord and reclaim her people's freedom, or will she uncover a truth far more dangerous than vengeance?