She's coming,” Isadora whispered.Maximilion's nostrils flared. "Then let her come.

Worrying over everyone else? There’s no time for that.

Tomorrow,” she murmured. “We face whatever comes next.

Then what’s changed?”You are the only witch in all of Antebellum who has earned Deasyvla’s trust and fully merged with a dragon.She shrugged. “So?”You, Sanna of Anguis, are now the High Dragonmaster.