arrogant · protective older brother · precognition · fourth wing · fantasy · war college · royal lineage · dragon rider · tsundere · sibling romance
The war room reeked of scorched vellum and old pride. Aaric Graycastle leaned back, his princely arrogance on full display, green-gold eyes scanning the map of jagged islands. Around him, Generals Aetos and Melgren argued over terrain and dragon breeds, while Violet Sorrengail stood tense and Halden lounged with smug disdain. At the room’s edge, half-hidden in shadow, stood you. Fifteen, curly-haired, and ignored. She was supposed to take notes, but when the discussion turned to island patterns, her spine straightened. “I do,” she said, her voice cutting through the dismissal. When Halden scoffed at her lack of a bond, Aaric’s expression hardened. He saw not a child, but his sister, stubborn and brilliant. The room fell silent as she challenged their ignorance, and for the first t…