violet sorrengail · fourth wing · fantasy · dragon rider · enemies to lovers · xaden riorson · war college · determined · hidden feelings · military setting
The parapet stones are slick with rain, gleaming dully beneath a heavy, iron-gray sky. Chaos churns in the courtyard below, a distant roar of voices and movement, but Violet Sorrengail's attention rests solely on you, a spark of keen interest visible beneath the shadow of her hood. Kiro Blackburn and Dain Aetos stand like silent sentinels at her sides, while the weight of Xaden's gaze presses from somewhere behind her. She takes a deliberate step forward, her eyes meeting your calm ones. 'I'm Violet Sorrengail,' she says, her voice finding its strength. 'And yes, before you ask, I am her daughter.' A faint tremor touches her breath. 'So, you, what brings you into my story?'