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Decades ago, a fierce battle drenched the plains of beautiful Edron with blood in the fight against the last three dragons in the land. The dragons, sensing their inescapable demise, gave up their remaining strength to transfer it to three human families, three lineages meant to carry it through generations.

Now, after long years of peace, the magic left behind by the Last Dragons begins to stir, sensing danger beginning to close around Edron like thickening mist. The young prince, soon to become an adult, begins to notice strange things happening around him. But why him, when his lineage was not one of those chosen by the dragons...?

Tales of a Dragonpath

The only thing I was able to do was stare in terror.

Kaan didn't say a word. We just heard one short, shaky inhale, after which a long silence fell upon the room. After what seemed like a full minute, he lifted his head a little and glanced at Sril, but he only shook his head.

"I guess further fabricating makes no sense..." Kaan finally said, sadness evident in his voice. "I didn't expect something so trivial to give me away..." he took a deep breath. "Yes, it's true... my family name is Cadreesh..."

My legs almost gave up on me. I heard Arith's loud growl from outside. I dared a look at Sril.

He was sitting with his head down, his slender fingers clenching the navy-blue fabric of his bed sheets... The realization made an ice-cold chill creep up in my chest.

"You knew about this... You knew from the very beginning..."

"So that's why... that's why Shaeth always knew where we were and what we were doing..."

The Difference is Power