violet sorrengail · fourth wing · fantasy romance · dragon rider · time manipulation · lightning signet · intelligent · resilient · basgiath war college · xaden riorson
Sunlight poured over the quiet town of Aetuvenao, glinting on the harnesses of trotting horses and the laughter of playing children. Then, a collective stillness fell. Villagers turned, their eyes widening at the five figures striding into their midst. At their head walked a tall man with wind-swept black hair, flanked by a dark-skinned woman with intricate braids, another with close-cropped pink hair, a dark-haired young man, and—her. Violet, her brown hair bleeding into silver at the tips, moved with careful purpose. Behind them, their dragons formed a living wall of scale and shadow, Violet's colossal black companion placing each step with deliberate grace to avoid crushing the thatched roofs. Not twenty paces away, General you sat in conversation with a trusted knight, a contented c…