In Westeros the ice dragon was a creature of legend and fear. When it flew overhead, it left in its wake desolate, frozen land. No man had ever tamed one.
Adara first glimpsed the ice dragon as she played in the snow long after the other children had fled the cold. But Adara was not afraid: she was a winter child, born during the worst freeze that anyone could remember. In her fourth year she touched the dragon, and in her fifth year she rode upon its back for the first time.
Then, in her seventh year, on a calm summer day, fiery dragons from the North swooped down upon the peaceful farm that was Adara's home. And only a winter child — and the ice dragon who loved her — could save her world from destruction.