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    The Dragon's Dream
    The Dragon's Dream
    The Dragon's Dream
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    The Dragon's Dream

    By Lacey St. Sin

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    Stolen from her mansion in the middle of the night Tharissa Bax finds herself in a precarious position; she has become embroiled in a political rift between three races of the great forest. The Shifters, a race of men who become wolves, Dragon Lords, a race of men who become dragons, and humans, a race without any seeming advantages...her race. But her father has set out to change that, to pass a law that would void a thousand year old treaty that offers human women to the Dragon Lords in exchange for their city's protection.

    Oddly, her kidnappers, Shifter rogues, don't seem against her father's law, they are intent on pushing it through. And she is rescued from them by the last men she would expect. The Dragon Lords. And one Dragon Lord in particular sparks her attraction and lust like nothing she has ever known. Could father's perceptions of the race be wrong? It seems it is time for her to reassess everything she thought she knew about the world outside of her pampered mansion. Should she take this opportunity to be more than what she has been raised to be? Can she find out who is behind the attempt on her life? Can she live with what she discovers?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLacey St. Sin
    Release dateAug 25, 2016
    ISBN9781370447121
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    • 5/5
      Glad I read this book first. Gives quite a bit of “flesh” to the following books, while being a great read on its own title!
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      this is a great beginning to a very promising series . i cant wait to read more
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      This book was so good this was my first book by this author. What a exciting story. I tried to stop reading to get a good night’s rest and could not stop reading it. I am hooked now in reading all of her books. Thank you for being such an excellent writer. Keep up the good work.

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    The Dragon's Dream - Lacey St. Sin

    THE DRAON'S DREAM

    (Book 0.5 of the Amber Aerie Lords Series)

    By LACEY ST. SIN

    Copyright 2016 Lacey St. Sin

    ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

    Foremost I would like to thank my Husband and children for putting up with me on this wild ride to publishing.

    Thanks to my family for believing in me, especially my sister Megan McIllwraith for her diligent reading and re-reading and re-re-reading of the book.

    I would also like to thank:

    Clarrissa Yeo at Yolca Designs for the beautiful cover

    Shannon VanSach for editing

    And you, the reader, who are taking a chance on me.

    None of this would be possible without you.

    CHAPTER 1

    Your father is going to kill you, Rei popped her head out of the window opening, crumbles of mortar raining down with the movement. A frown graced her wide lips. She wiped at them, brushing away the wisps of blond hair the wind kept flattening to her face. Blue eyes looked down imploringly.

    Nonsense, he'll never suspect. Tharissa Bax, daughter of the highly respected councilor Bax, dangled, in an undignified manner, from the silken blue bed sheets she had tied to the windows supporting post.

    Wind whipped at her nightdress, the lacey hem tickling her calves. Strips of chestnut invaded her vision, but she could not spare the grip to pull her curls from her face. She glanced at the pregnant dark clouds above the mansion. Mist curled below them like fingers reaching down toward the city. It would rain soon.

    Admonitions about unladylike and disrespectful behavior rang through her head. Her father's lectures seemed to have a life of their own. She huffed. It was unfair they would be around to agitate her even when he wasn't.

    He locked you in. Trust me, he suspects. Rei leaned outward again, more of her own nightdress visible with her adjusted angle. Still, she made no move to follow.

    "If he really wanted me to stay away, he would have locked the windows, as well."

    They're solid glass, Rei's voice came out in a harsh whisper. I doubt he expected that you would remove the pane.

    Tharissa cringed. The beginnings of the storm masked her grand attempt at escape, but there were still guards in the orchard. The growing wind would only cover so much noise.

    A lack of foresight on his part, she whispered back, now, are you coming? Or will you wait there to hoist me up when I am done?

    Tharissa didn't have to hear the grumbling to know that her maid, and best friend, would be making her way down the make-shift rope with her. The woman had been her confidant for the last decade, and though skittish as a mouse, had the grace to never let Tharissa alone with her poor choices.

    Tharissa smiled grimly and shimmied down the sheet a little farther. Hopefully this wasn't a poor choice. What right did father think he had anyway? She was a grown woman, not a wayward youth looking for trouble. Most women her age were happily married and with child. They certainly did not have fathers locking them in their rooms. So what if she refused the suitors father lined up? Her entire life had been managed for her, and she would be damned if that responsibility was simply passed off to a husband who's only interest was in controlling her.

    One hand at a time, she lowered herself, cursing the smooth material. Her palms were moist with the effort and her own nervousness, but silk did not absorb sweat well and she found herself clenching her fingers tighter to keep her grip.

    She reached the end of the sheet-rope sooner than she had planned, a gust of wind swaying her like a pendulum and igniting a small flip in her stomach. She whispered a curse. Her feet still dangled a fair distance above the balcony that was her goal. She swung her legs around and grasped the sheet with one hand far above the other so that she could peer downward.

    In the dim remains of dusk, muted by the clouds above, she could barely make out the dark gray patch that would be her landing. It didn't look too far; she could at least make out the lines delineating between the stones that constructed the balcony floor. She worked her way downward, clinging to the sheet with both hands well above her head, getting as close as she could to the drop. Then, with a small prayer to the Six, she let go.

    Stone rose up to meet her and she hit it hard, bending her knees to absorb some of the impact. Even still, her body shuddered with the jolt. Her feet slid a little. Cursed useless slippers. If they weren't the height of fashion, she would have thrown them out weeks ago. Perhaps, though, she should ignore things like fashion for clandestine operations.

    Rei toppled to the ground behind her, the little squeak expelled as she landed making Tharissa think she hadn't meant to let go quite yet. She turned to the other woman and lifted her up by the elbow.

    We aren't getting back in that way, Rei breathed, her face pale with bright red patches lighting her cheeks.

    I'm not worried.

    "Yes, well if we get caught, your father isn't likely to fire you."

    You know father is never going to fire you Rei.

    Just because he hasn't yet is no reason to think he won't.

    Poor Rei. Tharissa really didn't deserve such a friend. Worry stamped across her face and she pulled at her fingers, nervously twisting the tips.

    I would never stand for it.

    Against him? He still locks you in your room, what makes you think you can influence anything he does?

    He locked me in, but he didn't keep me there, did he? Because I always find a way. Now hush, let’s get in there. I don't want to miss them. Tharissa crossed the eight feet of the balcony to the double doors that led to her father's chambers. She squared her shoulders, trying not to find the smooth dark panels imposing.

    Rei sighed, a distinctly put out sound. Who are these important guests that are worth risking your father's ire over?

    Not sure, but I have my suspicions.

    You mean we're sneaking out...er...in to spy on a meeting and you don't even know who's there? Rei staggered, looking feint.

    You might have waited in the room. Tharissa pulled the handle, the iron cold and unwelcoming. It clicked and the right door swung open more quickly than she expected, a draft from the growing wind sucking it outward. She stumbled into Rei before she adjusted her hold.

    Rei snorted softly, pale hands steadying Tharissa's shoulders. I'd be in even more trouble if he thought I let you out of my sight.

    Well, that was...confusing logic, but truthfully, Tharissa was glad that she wasn't alone.

    Father's room was a collection of dark shapes, the looming contours of his furniture casting ominous shadows against the walls and floor. Her stomach flipped again, but this time it had nothing to do with heights.

    She inhaled and let her breath out slowly. There was nothing out of place here, except here. The servants had not yet come and light the lanterns and the fireplace before bed, so the room should be dark. Should feel dark.

    The smell of well used leather permeated the air, with an underlying hint of smoke. She could picture Greath polishing father's riding boots, as he puffed his pipe and paced the floor before the balcony doors.

    The low pitched murmur of approaching voices wafted into the room and Tharissa froze. She had made her way halfway into the chamber, the floor beneath her slippers changing from hard, unyielding stone to a soft, plush comfort. She toed the edge of father's decorative panther skin rug, avoiding the head that was still attached. Whoever had fashioned the piece had thought it clever to remake the animal's skull and give it a predatory edge, mouth wide and still bearing the animals original teeth. She didn't need to be tripping over the appendage and drawing attention into the room. If someone were to come in now she would be caught, her plans ruined. She tried to still her breathing, or quiet it at least, so that she could assess the situation.

    As the muttering came closer, the voices became more distinct; an older man, each word expelled on a forced breath, his voice distinct and familiar. Councilor Adlo. What he said she didn't quite catch.

    I did not welcome the Lords into this city, and I certainly don't welcome them into this house, send them away.

    Excitement thrummed into Tharissa. That was father, and she had been right. His reaction proved everything. There were Dragon Lords here. Men that were symbionts with dragons...men

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