The fire accepted her hand like it had been waiting.
Instantly, every torch lining the chamber flared—blazing tall—before extinguishing in perfect unison.
Darkness swallowed the hall.
Then the basin erupted.
A cylinder of golden fire shot straight to the ceiling, roaring. The force of it sent a shockwave knocking everyone back.
Gasps rippled. Bellatrix’s eyes went wide, her lips parting in disbelief.
Gold light poured into Serena, streaming up her arm and through her chest.
But then something changed.
The mark on her arm flared blinding hot. The intensity matched what she felt when she channeled fire from Velkaris.
It hurt like a motherfucker, but her composure didn’t waver.
Unbeknownst to her, around fifty people in the hall stood rigid, faces pale. They heard the same whispers and felt the same pain on their arms.
Descendant of the Moonlit flame,
Dragon Queen, reborn in name,
We have been waiting for you.
When Dex heard Dragon Queen, he stiffened. It was so obvious. How had he not connected that until now? He was the Dragon King Incarnate, and she was his true fated mate. Dragons bowed to her. Obviously she would be that.
Tiberon and Hyran, on the other hand, didn’t react or seem surprised.
What fell in Frostborne wakes once more,
Orosia is not the only shore.
A warning now, we pass to you,
To guide your hand in what you do.
Darkness stirs in Drakenfell.
Do you accept what we bestow,
The path ahead, the truth to know?
Serena swallowed, and thought, I accept.
Dex exhaled. She accepted. Without hesitation. Without knowing what it would cost her.
Of course she did.
You have accepted, your oath now sworn.
The War Summit awaits at the coming morn.
You shall attend for Drakenfell alone,
While the crown remains upon the throne.
Dex’s blood ran cold.
They wanted to send her alone.
No.
For there will be an invasion tomorrow night.
Both the Wise King and Dragon Prince must stay to fight.
While home is held and banners spread,
The War Summit calls the Beta, Gamma, and you ahead.
There are five traitor packs in Skardos’s twenty.
Seek Alpha Kings from three.
Meet with them in the dark, where no eyes may see.
Bloodmoon, Shadowclaw, and Darkhowler.
An ambush comes on the third night,
The Draken Forces will need to fight,
If Summit falls, so falls Drakenfell, and all packs of Skardos.
Dex’s jaw locked. Sending her into a nest of vipers without him there. He hated it. Every word of it.
The whispers spoke again.
The last thing we offer to you incarnate,
Is won by wit.
Should your mind be sharp as a blade,
No soul of Drakenfell will die during either battle.
If you cannot solve it, many deaths will occur.
Open the Vault once given to you,
Find what calls your name.
The fire surged down to normal, and Serena pulled her hand out immediately.


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