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There’s nowhere as calming as the archives, so that’s what I think of. Facts. Logic. History.
“To our east lie the remaining two Poromiel provinces of Braevick and Cygnisen, with the Esben Mountains providing a natural border.”
“Within Navarre, Tyrrendor was the last of the bordering provinces to join the alliance and swear fealty to King Reginald,”
“In contrast, Navarre’s mountainous regions offer an abundance in ore, hardy timber from our eastern provinces, and limitless deer and elk.”
“The Trade Agreement of Resson, signed more than two hundred years ago, ensures the exchange of meat and lumber from Navarre for the cloth and agriculture within Poromiel four times a year at the Athebyne outpost on the border of Krovla and Tyrrendor.”
“Tyrrendor encompasses the southwest of the Continent,”
“Made up of hostile, mountainous terrain and bordered by the Emerald Sea to the west and the Arctile Ocean to the south, Tyrrendor is nearly impenetrable. Though separated geographically by the Cliffs of Dralor, a natural protective barrier—”
I will not die today.
A squad, a section, a wing is only as effective as its weakest link, and if that link breaks, it puts everyone in danger.
“It is unlawful for a rider to cause another harm. While in a quadrant formation or in the supervisory. Presence of a superior-ranking cadet,” I recite from the Codex, my heartbeat still in my throat. “As it will diminish the efficacy of the wing. And given the crowd behind us, I think it’s clear to argue that it’s a formation. Article Three, Section—”
Blue dragons descend from the extraordinary Gormfaileas line. Known for their formidable size, they are the most ruthless, especially in the case of the rare Blue Daggertail, whose knifelike spikes at the tip of their tail can disembowel an enemy with one flick. —Colonel Kaori’s Field Guide to Dragonkind
Dain Aetos went from attractive and cute to gorgeous.
This isn’t the same boy I grew up with. He’s a second-year rider now.
leader for Second Squad, Flame Section, Second Wing.”
note with a tiny burst of satisfaction that one is the
Tara, and she’s from the Morraine province to the north, along the coast of the Emerald Sea.
“Melgren’s dragon gives him the signet ability to see a battle’s outcome before it happens.
“I’m Nyra, the senior wingleader of the quadrant and the head of the First Wing.
“Three squads in each section and three sections in each of the four wings.”
Jack is called into the Flame Section of First Wing.
Tara is called into the Tail Section, and soon they start on Second Wing.
Rhiannon and I are both called to Second Squad, Flame Section, Second Wing.
“Dain Aetos, you and your squad will switch with Aura Beinhaven’s,” Nyra orders.
We’re moving to Fourth Wing. Xaden’s wing.
“Take a look at your squad. These are the only people guaranteed by Codex not to kill you.
they like protecting the Vale—the valley behind Basgiath the dragons call home—from merciless gryphons and we like living, so here we are in the most unlikely of partnerships.
A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead.
Once bonded, riders can’t live without their dragons, but most dragons can live just fine after us.
The red dragon on the left opens its vast mouth, revealing teeth as big as I am. That jaw could crush me if it wanted, like a grape. Fire erupts along its tongue, then shoots outward in a macabre blaze toward the fleeing cadet.
There are two more gusts of heat, one to my left and then another to my right. Make that seventy.
The navy dragon seems to tilt its head at me, as if its narrowed golden eyes can see straight through me to the fear fisting my stomach and the doubt curled insidiously around my heart. I bet it can even see the wrap binding my knee. It knows I’m at a disadvantage, that I’m too small to climb its foreleg and mount, too frail to ride. Dragons always know.
Even King Tauri’s second son died during his Threshing.
“Xaden Riorson wants you dead.
revenge against my mother.”