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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭.
Once, the dragonriders of Kin'dareth were legends-keepers of balance, bonded by soul to beasts born of fire and sky.
Now, they are nothing but whispers beneath scorched stone, erased by a king too afraid to share power.
Evric wears that crown.
Raised beneath his father's ruthless rule, he watched the Culling of Kin'dareth unfold in silence, keeping a single cracked ring hidden in his pocket-an artifact of a girl he never forgot, though he never knew her name.
Sylren was that girl.
A survivor. A rider. A rebel cloaked in flame.
And her dragon has not stopped roaring since.
When fate traps them in a dangerous game of politics, prophecy, and buried truths, old ghosts awaken-and so do old feelings.
But forgiveness has teeth.
And even love may not be enough to save them from the ruin their history demands.
𝙃𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙘𝙮.
𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣.
And the ring still waits, for the moment ash meets heart.