I have finished Dragon Song, the third and final book of Ava Richardson's Deadweed Dragons.
Dayie. Once foundling, slave, thief – whose theft of a dragon egg let her become so much more. Dragon Rider to the mighty Crimson Red Zarr, Savior of the South, friend of Torvald, plus a couple other titles. All due to her relentless optimism and commitment to do better against an equally relentless enemy and divisional politics of the Southern Kingdom.
A splendidly original Fantasy! Eminently readable, fast-paced and with characters who personalities leap off the pages. Thus tis with equal parts sorrow and pride that I say farewell to Dayie, Akeem, Nas, Chief Talal, Heydar, Prince J'ahalid, all the rest of Binshee and people of Dagfan, and Dragons Zarr, Aida, Nandor, Gren, and all the rest of the Wild Company and Training Hall. You fought for an won a lasting peace with words as much as magic and swords, making it the very best kind. Fly well and high, my friends!
Is this the last Ava Richardson book I will read? Not on your life.