The voice continued echoing through Dragonspire long after the words had been spoken, because the ancient declaration seemed to have settled into the stone itself.
"The First Queen has returned." It said.
I stood in the middle of the courtyard, staring at the dragons surrounding me, while none of them moved. Every dragon had lowered its head.
The largest war dragons stood with their wings folded against their bodies, while younger dragons crouched beside their riders and even the ancient beasts that had never bowed to anyone except Draven had lowered themselves toward me.
"I don't like this." I whispered.
Draven stood beside me, and his hand hovered close to mine without touching me.
"Neither do I." He said.
I glanced around the courtyard, because dozens of nobles, soldiers, servant
