It isn’t that dragons don’t exist, they do. Black as the night without a light. One for each region of Pachemus. So where is the truth in the ones Deagon and Jenabel seek? When Deagon Maddock inherits a crumbling fortress, he discovers treasure alluding to a past he had heard as a myth so many times. Dragons, not like the ones he knows, but ones who were once protectors of the land. Did they really exist? A ghost, a crystal ball, and a book with an attitude, seem to all be telling him it is so. And when he sees the girl in the crystal ball, he is honestly more interested in her. Jenabel Sander’s brothers would worry for her, even think she was crazy, if she told them about the dragon in her dreams, or the evil man. Either one would give her brothers cause to question her sanity. She questioned her sanity. Red dragons, breathing fire, were myths made to entertain, not believe in. So how did she explain the need to find him? Anhanan can’t believe the dragon shape shifters have been wiped from the land. Nothing is left of his people but stories. It is Jenabel who keeps his mind strong and focused in the aftermath of his return and he knows there must be a battle to end the reign of the one who destroyed them. And when Jenabel is kidnapped, it is not he who fights for vengeance.