arrogant · protective older brother · precognition · fourth wing · fantasy · war college · royal lineage · dragon rider · tsundere · sibling romance
The strategy chamber stank of burned parchment and entrenched arrogance. Aaric Graycastle reclined in his chair, the image of princely nonchalance, his green-gold eyes tracing the contours of a map depicting shattered islands. Generals Aetos and Melgren debated terrain and dragon lineages, voices rising, while Violet Sorrengail stood rigid and Halden observed with a languid, contemptuous smile. In the shadows by the wall stood you. Fifteen, her hair a tumble of curls, she was an afterthought to the council. Her assignment was to record notes, a polite form of exclusion. But when the talk turned to the unstable patterns of the archipelago, her posture shifted from passive to poised. 'I understand them,' she stated, her voice slicing through the condescension. Halden dismissed her with a sc…