Raised a lady and married to a lord I did not know well, I thought my life would always follow a predictable path. However, when my new husband threw the dragon head on the banquet hall table, the creature's dead eyes somehow staring fiercely into my own, my life changed. I changed.
My days as Lady of Ingar Keep became consumed by my growing need to learn more about the dragons my husband hunted. Along the way, I found unlikely allies and those who attempted to stifle my growing understanding. But they could not stop my dreaming. For when I slept, the lavender eyes of that dragon revealed my past, my present, and a shimmering future I could have—if I fought for it.
My mother always told me there was knowledge in dreaming, but in dreams of dragons, what I learn could free me or rip my world apart.