In a world where creatures of every kind lived you'd think that they all mostly got along but, here in agthnoal it's not so simple. You see my name is Princess Selvainya of the Ruby Dragons. I am the only heir left, my brother died in battle against the ogres. My father gravely injured flew with my brothers body back home for the pyre where we lit my brothers body on fire with our families combined flames and sent him to the otherworld.

It's been 3 years since that has happened now with my birthday in a few months I'm required to be mated to the next king of the BlackGlades clan. They are a terrifying clan with dragons as black as night with dark emerald fleck's through out their scales, and massive dark horns that spiral up into sharp points on their heads.

Their king is a vicious leader that spares no mercy for those that cross him.