“At the royal feast, the Dragon King raised his goblet to announce my greatest honor: a betrothal to Crown Prince Damien Beaumont-Carlisle. The hall rippled with laughter at me-a cold-blooded "Dragonless," an orphan of a fallen house, clinging to her pathetic, unrequited devotion to the future king. But staring into Damien's golden eyes, I could only feel the agonizing ghost of my past life. He had never loved me. After tiring of me, he threw me into his dungeons and left me to starve. As I lay dying in that endless, freezing darkness, the only warmth I ever felt was a stranger's kindness-a piece of bread and a cup of water, slipped through the bars by Gideon, the "crippled" Dragon Lord of the North. I died forgotten, my years of devotion worth less than nothing to the man I had loved. Then I opened my eyes-and I was back at the exact moment before the King sealed my fate. "My heart already belongs to another," I interrupted, my voice ringing through the silent hall as I stared straight into Damien's shocked face. "I wish to marry the Lord of Ironfang Keep. Gideon Beaumont-Carlisle." I would trade the powerful, living prince for his comatose, wounded uncle. And this time, I would not wait for death to find me. I would wake the sleeping dragon-and make every soul who wronged me regret the day I was reborn.”