The Phoenix Throne burns brightest before it falls.
In the aftermath of the Shadowfire War, Ember Vale has learned that prophecies are written in blood, and love forged in dragonflame burns hottest when tested by betrayal. The ancient Council of Shadows lies shattered, but their death throes have awakened something far worse-the Dragon Courts themselves, split between those who would see the old ways preserved and those who hunger for the power that phoenix fire can bring.
Kade Drakov, Prince of the Northern Reaches, bears scars that run deeper than flesh. The binding ceremony that should have sealed his fate to another has left him caught between duty to his bloodline and a bond that transcends kingdoms. Every beat of his dragon heart calls to the phoenix whose flames nearly destroyed them both, yet whose fire might be the only thing capable of saving what remains of their world.
Three kingdoms teeter on the edge of war. The Emberlands burn with rebellion as Ember's people demand she claim the Phoenix Crown that is her birthright. The Dragon Courts circle like predators, each House maneuvering for advantage as ancient alliances crumble. And in the shadows, something stirs that remembers the first war between dragon and phoenix, when the skies themselves burned and the earth cracked beneath the weight of their fury.
The Dragon Crown waits. The Phoenix Throne stands empty. Two hearts, dragon and phoenix, must choose between the love that could destroy kingdoms and the duty that could save them. Some bonds are stronger than prophecy itself... and some flames burn too bright to be contained.