Virion

Virion Kethlana was never meant to rule.
Never mind that he was the first prince or that he trained for the role; it was not in his cards, at least not within this lifetime.

But when a Great Assembly is called by the dragons of Colony, Virion must put aside his company of riches of splendour and attend on behalf of his faction.

It would be a simple expedition, boring but simple... if not for the storm.

Forced to land on the isle of a lone dragon, Virion must contend with the company of his new, disgruntled companion until the storm passes, that is, if he does not kill the annoying beast first.

He calls himself Zirkhlon.

Virion has never known another so rude or infuriating, nor one so disrespectful of his station. He loathes him for it, but when fires begin to stir, and neither knows how to quell the flames, well... stranger things have happened in Ythene's realm.

But the storm will not last forever, and what will the pair do when the skies clear and new truths are revealed with it?