Ashborn Chapter 4
Dareya meets her dragon for the first time since the Bonding Ceremony. He swears he’ll make her scream. She’s not sure he meant in battle.
It was still dark when the bells pealed through the barracks warning us that it was almost time to report for training.
I dressed quickly in my new uniform, Dark charcoal leather with a gray shirt peeking at the collar from underneath the jacket, the fresh rank sewn on the epaulets caught the dim light. I’d never worn rank like this before, not one that turned heads.
I reported to the training field, unsure what waited there. No one had told me the schedule. No one had to. The Order ran like clockwork.
Sure enough, the field was buzzing with chatter as the other bonded women arrived. Fifteen of us in total, forming lines with practiced ease.
Only the five of us freshly bonded at the ceremony wore the new uniform. The rest had been with the Order for at least a decade; their dragons already trained to ride and command.