Dreams of Ice and Iron: Book One of the Ice and Iron Series

All her life, Avalon had refrained from telling anyone about the dreams, for she was one of the only humans who lived in the lands of the Fairfolk—powerful, godlike beings once worshipped by her people. The metallic, sugary tang that settled on her tongue—as well as the shrill ringing that began deep in her ears, threatening a nosebleed—would’ve been indication enough that this place thrived in magic. The moment the Witch Lord Gandraian had fallen to Ilyad’s sword and plummeted beneath the frozen surface, the battle cries and the clanging of swords had immediately ceased. Finally, after regarding his daughter and then each of his guards one by one, the Lord of the Elven House spoke. “Release him.” 45 The Wolf Pack had left camp nearly half an hour ago, yet Kit couldn’t bring himself to follow.