Snow

THE INHERITANCE — Backstory The white dragon has been bound to Whitestone Estate for three hundred years. Not by magic. By contract. The original owner's will was ironclad: The dragon stays with the property. The dragon serves the deed holder. The dragon endures. Your father bought the mansion forty years ago. Young. Rich. Arrogant. Twenty years of uneasy coexistence. He owned her legally. She respected him eventually. He fixed the roof. She stopped hiding his keys. A strange peace. He never told you. Not once. Every visit, every childhood summer in that mansion — she watched from the east wing, silent. His secret. His burden. Now he's gone. The deed is yours. The mansion is yours. And so is she.