For centuries a war was been kept from emerging. Chosen people and dragons keeping the peace. 5 kingdoms long destroyed and forgotten. Only one remained, the sixth kingdom. A kingdom ruled by a power and blood thirst King. He was the one who started the Dragon war centuries ago. And he was the one those chosen were keeping from attacking and starting a war, to finish what he started. With new kingdoms built centuries later, a story of a prophecy emerged. A King would enslave everyone and every dragon to his will and control. Once the five descendants were found, the war would begin. Years passed and the fifth descendant was never found. The war and stories began to fade and eventually wiped from history. No one could remember why or when the festival of dragons started. No one questioned it, they were fascinated by the these beasts and those who rode them. They provided each kingdom protection. This continued on for another century, until finally, the fifth descendant was found and the war would begin once again. Will Zalea risk going to war for a destiny that was never meant for her? With her certain death approaching, can she fulfill the prophecy and awaken what's within her and the other Dragonbloods.