Iron Flame (The Empyrean, #2)

by Rebecca Yarros

“Yeah, well, Dad always tried to tell us.” Brennan’s voice softens. “In a world of dragon riders, gryphon fliers, and dark wielders…” “It’s the scribes who hold all the power.” They put out the public announcements. They keep the records. They write our history. “Do you think Dad knew?” The idea of him structuring my entire existence around facts and knowledge, only to withhold the most important of it, is unfathomable. “I choose to believe he didn’t.” Brennan offers me a sad smile. “Word will get out the closer those forces come to the border. They can’t keep the truth hidden. Someone will see. Someone has to see.” “Yes, and our revolution has to be ready when they do. The second the secret is out, there’s no reason to keep the marked ones under supervision of leadership, and we’ll lose access to Basgiath’s forge.” There’s that word again: revolution.