Rumour has it that something is amiss at the castle and Elvie, a princess and now a fully-fledged dragon rider is to investigate using the secret passageways in the castle. Zuth, her dragon partner will be high in the sky ready to give her aid should she need it. In the depths of the dungeons in the castle, she is shocked to find someone who desperately needs rescuing - someone she knows very well.

Flint, her friend, another dragon rider who used to be a servant at the castle is disturbed to hear that Elvie might be going into danger without him, however he is very surprised when he is sent away on his own mission without his dragon, Astaria but riding Rufus, a young and untested dragon who is actually bonded with Brutus, Elvie's stepbrother. This is to be a learning curve for the two of them but, of course their journey does not run as smoothly as expected when they come under attack and Rufus is pierced by a poisoned dart.

The story moves swiftly on to the stunning mirrored ballroom in the castle. Elvie accompanied by Brutus is invited to attend a masked ball, something which has not occurred for years and years. The question is: is it a trap? Can Elvie make the most of this opportunity to investigate further into the troubles at the castle and should she trust Brutus? What is it that the dark elves are searching so eagerly for in the forest and who is behind the troubles? Could it be the evil Blackheart? Why are the dark elves massing around a small lake between the two dragonholds? Who is friend and who can be trusted? Read on and find out!

About the Author
Pam G. Howard loves escaping into stories that tell of dragons and magic, good and evil. Living close to the magical Ashridge Forest is the perfect inspiration for this story, the second book in the series. She is always out exploring the forest hoping to catch sight of a dragons and other magical beasts. It'll happen one day!


Book Information
ISBN 9781800464698
Author Pam G Howard
Format Paperback
Page Count 216
Imprint Matador
Publisher Troubador Publishing