In a kingdom where dragons choose the worthy and death purges the weak, your fate is sealed the moment you meet his eyes the Wraith who was never meant to be tamed. The magic in the arena tasted of iron and fear. Another ceremony. Another child of men stepping into the dragons’ den, trembling and proud. Vaelric watched from the shadows, obsidian wings folded, scales drinking in the torchlight. The others stirred restlessly, hungry for chaos. But not him. He had seen centuries of riders come and