Cerys was never meant to exist.
Raised in a quiet druid grove, she learns to stay unnoticed. But the earth listens when she touches it. Plants lean closer. The druids watch her like a mistake waiting to happen.
When a dragon wakes in the north, Cerys does the impossible. She reaches it. Calms it. Hears its voice.
And in doing so, she awakens a truth the world buried long ago.
The dragons were never meant to sleep.
Now the Order of Draconis is hunting her. Ancient wards are failing. And the truth of her birth leads back to a woman the world insists is dead.
Ravenna.
Spell weaver.
The architect of a war that nearly burned the world.
The fire in Cerys’s blood is not a gift.
It is a legacy.
And the dawn of dragons demands its heir.
Genre: Fantasy
Raised in a quiet druid grove, she learns to stay unnoticed. But the earth listens when she touches it. Plants lean closer. The druids watch her like a mistake waiting to happen.
When a dragon wakes in the north, Cerys does the impossible. She reaches it. Calms it. Hears its voice.
And in doing so, she awakens a truth the world buried long ago.
The dragons were never meant to sleep.
Now the Order of Draconis is hunting her. Ancient wards are failing. And the truth of her birth leads back to a woman the world insists is dead.
Ravenna.
Spell weaver.
The architect of a war that nearly burned the world.
The fire in Cerys’s blood is not a gift.
It is a legacy.
And the dawn of dragons demands its heir.
Genre: Fantasy