When did I become everyone’s paranormal Miss Fixit?
When the Lords of the Icelandic Elves summon me to use my talents to find a lost dragon’s egg, I find it hard to say no. I’ve seen what a dragon can do, and a young, just-hatched dragon is a being of pure destruction.
But word of the egg gets out, and the race to find it begins. Mages from many realms are on the hunt – including a dragon – and they don’t always play well together. Unless I want to join the casualties, I need to find that egg and return it to where it belongs. Luckily, I have help, but I wish that damned golden-winged Nephilim would keep his shirt on.
Contains mature themes.