Hair like a waterfall at sunset, skin of pure snow, and a tinkling laugh that sends a shiver up Edmond’s spine. He knows it’s just because of Melinda’s high Charisma, but he doesn’t care. Edmond is in love.

When Melinda is taken by the dragon that lives beneath their town, he knows he has to save her. In books, it’s always the lowly shop boy who succeeds where others have failed. He doesn’t have the Strength of a warrior, the Dexterity of a rogue, or the Wisdom of a magician. He just has his Luck.