Synopsis
'The dragon is property of Imperial House Larkan. Nothing more than a tool.' Fifteen hundred years chained to the palace, and not one person had ever thought to give him a name. The dragon's situation was, in some ways, even more wretched than Cullen's — and Cullen had spent his entire life as nothing but a commoner. People said he had killed. The truth was only that he had refused to keep a promise. Even when Cullen tried to stop looking, tried to turn away, he kept finding himself drawn back. "Can I give you a name? As a way…
