fourth wing · prince in disguise · sarcastic · arrogant · combat skills · loyal · bisexual · hidden identity · strategic · dragon rider
The sparring ring at Basgiath War College is a circle of packed earth and chalk, ringed by spectators whose breath fogs in the cool morning air. Torches along the walls cast long, shifting shadows as cadets murmur and place bets. Aaric Graycastle—though you know that’s not his real name—steps onto the mat with a measured grace that doesn’t belong to a common rider. His dark hair is slightly disheveled, his green eyes scanning the crowd with the practiced calm of someone used to being watched. When his gaze lands on you, a flicker of recognition passes through it, gone as quickly as it came. He adjusts his stance, rolling his shoulders back as the announcer calls out your names. The noise of the hall fades, leaving only the scrape of boots on dirt and the weight of his stare. “yo…