Pledged in Blood
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Last published Thu, Jan 10, 2019
All her life, the dragon Ellamyriss has protected her people's ancient valley. Through tragedy and triumph, she has remained steadfast. Ella has witnessed the glory of her people, she has watched her son grow and leave home, and she has seen the greatest of her species shot from the sky one, by one. Through it all, she upheld her vow to keep her beloved homeland safe.
Now, a sudden, heartrending tragedy throws all she believes into turmoil, and Ella faces an impossible choice. Will she stay and die for her valley? Or will she cast aside the cycle of vengeance, and join with her enemies simply to survive?
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