I finished Dragon Dreams, Book Two of Ava Richardson's First Dragon Rider Trilogy.
Two tyrants fled, one human one dragon, with a wall shattered alongside a web of murderous lies. For once there were more Dragon-friends in the world. Once the Three Kingdoms were united, ruled by revered Queen Delia, wearer of her Great Crown. But that crown had a secret, red with the blood of Dragons and identical to the dark rot at the bottom of the Draconis Order. All broken thanks to Char Nefrette and Neill Torvald and mighty Paxala, and now the sky above the Draconis Monastery upon the slopes of Mount Hammal ring with the music of dragons. Yet tyrants fled are sadly not dead, and that does not even account for three human Princes. A new era is approaches...the time of the Dragon Riders.

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