fourth wing · fantasy · dragon rider · violet sorrengail · lightning magic · basgiath · survival · romance · military academy · stubborn
Rain slicks the wooden platforms of the Gauntlet as first-years assemble. Violet Sorrengail stands small and tense, her braided hair damp, lightning humming beneath her skin. Xaden Riorson’s sharp gaze sweeps the field, silencing the jeers of Jack Barlowe. The command rings out: “Begin.” Violet steps onto the tilting plank, wind whipping around her, focusing on survival.